Chapter 116 Young Man’s Everlasting Dream
Hearing this, Cheng Zijian fell silent.
If I could describe Shen Yue in junior high school in one word, it would definitely be rebellious.
Suman deliberately persuaded Ke Zhenen to send her to Xinyuan Middle School, the most famous school in Beijing, and deliberately placed her in the best class.
This is Suman's cleverness.
She hates Shen Yue, but she will not abuse her in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation, and will not send Shen Yue to a remote place to study. That is not only stupid but can easily be classified as domestic violence.
She knows that wealthy families are exclusive.
And those underage children, under the cover of the minor protection law, can unscrupulously interpret what is the inherent evil of human nature.
This is the best blade.
She took advantage of the mutual exclusion between different groups and quietly and carefully arranged a massacre called youth for the teenagers.
If Shen Yue's junior high school years were to be described, it would probably be extremely boring.
It's nothing more than fights, verbal insults from classmates, and indifference from teachers.
But what Suman didn't expect was that these were not enough to destroy Shen Yue.
How can people who have come out of the darkness be destroyed in the darkness?
It's just darker.
To be honest, I must thank Shen Qingge for his education, which made Shen Yue understand what hate was before she could see the world clearly.
She resisted coldly.
At that time, probably the only fun was making Lu Zhizhi cry.
But the lifeless youth of the boy changed one day.
She had just finished a fight at that time.
The boy had not learned anything like Taekwondo. All the moves were accumulated in the process of constant injury and healing.
If you ask her how to make a move, how to find the life gate, etc., she may not be able to answer. But if you ask her how to hit someone, there are definitely N ways.
It's haphazard but effective enough.
She licked the blood from the corner of her mouth, looked at the struggling person on the ground, and smiled.
The school bell rang, but Shen Yue did not return to the classroom. She climbed over the wall and went to a nearby black Internet cafe.
She squandered her youth wantonly, immersed in the psychedelic anesthesia brought by the virtual world.
"Boy, do you also play miracles?"
Shen Yue looked up and saw a boy about three years older than her.
She nodded coldly.
"Did you just finish the fight?" Cheng Zijian clicked his tongue, "Your forehead is still bleeding."
Without any explanation, Cheng Zijian pulled her upstairs to the Internet cafe. Only then did Shen Yue realize that this Internet cafe was owned by his family.
Applying the slightly irritating plaster to the wound, Shen Yue frowned, wondering why this person was as nosy as Lu Zhizhi.
"If someone bullies you again in the future, you can tell me my name. My name is Cheng Zijian." He smiled and said with a ruffian tone, "No one on this street dares to disobey me."
Cheng Zijian forcefully pulled Shen Yue into another world.
In this world, there are no oppressive conspiracies, only simple brotherhood.
Not only is Chuuni passionate but also ridiculous.
But from now on, Shen Yue could smoke, drink, and go out in restaurants in a carefree manner with those friends who seemed to outsiders to be bad friends.
Unruly, so fresh and frivolous.
It was something Shen Yue had never seen before.
"Would you like to play e-sports with us?" Cheng Zijian poured Shen Yue a glass of wine, "The professional kind?"
Shen Yue nodded and said yes.
They formed a team together, and when they were young, they daydreamed wildly. The first game was even completed in five consecutive sittings in that small and closed Internet cafe.
Game after game, they broke into the top 100 in the national server and successfully attracted the attention of clubs.
Then they joined the youth training camp, and half a year later, they officially became members of the professional players under the name of Team Ace.
"When we become famous, we can make a lot of money." Cheng Zijian said with a smile, "When we retire, maybe we can use the money to travel around the world or something."
"Hey, haven't you been looking for that brother of yours? Maybe you travel around the world and you may meet him one day while walking."
At that time, Cheng Zijian was full of youthful spirit, his eyes were shining, and he sketched one beautiful blueprint after another for Shen Yue.
She thought this might be her chance to escape from the Ke family's prison.
Then, Cheng Zijian tore these beautiful blueprints to pieces with his own hands.
The reason why young people are called young people is because they have not experienced severe beatings from society.
Growth has always been a cruel thing. In this process, you will lose a lot, everything, and yourself.
No one can stay young forever.
For example, Cheng Zijian.
"If you really want to describe it to a certain extent." Ke Yue thought for a while and smiled, "Then the person I hate most is probably you."
There is nothing more hateful than giving her hope and then personally pushing her into the abyss.
The fifteen minutes ended quickly.
"Goodbye."
Ke Yue got up and left here.
Cheng Zijian suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette.
"Would you like to... go play e-sports with us..." He murmured to himself, slowly burying his face in his cold handcuffed hands.
Tears flowed from the fingers.
The professional kind.
……
There was a lot of denunciation of Wu Zhou on the Internet, and Wu Zhou’s remaining fans were like rats on the street, with everyone shouting to beat him up.
This is definitely the messiest Miracle has ever been.
Regarding this incident, more than 20 media outlets and senior club managers with relevant knowledge were subsequently implicated.
Some of those who helped cover up the incident three years ago have received corresponding criminal or civil penalties to some extent.
The club to which Team Wuzhou belongs (formerly Ace Club) closed down.
Because Wuzhou's qualification for the competition was disqualified, the teams ranked fourth to seventh in the playoffs needed to be re-ranked. Officials arranged extra games, and the second group of the third round was postponed.
Recently, Ke Yue's Weibo has been flooded with apologies, including some of the most ruthless people from Black Star Fire Black.
Magical flip.
Ke Yue browsed Weibo casually, showing no emotion.
Netizens are indeed the group of people who are easily influenced. They sprayed her so hard in the past few days, and then they turned around and burst into tears, feeling sorry for Xinghuo.
Completely forgetting that Ke Yue did the same thing to Cheng Zijian and the others.
The dog at the entrance of the village barked, so the dogs in the village also barked.
People are the same.
As long as you fan the flames at will, the wave of public opinion can easily achieve the results you want.
The most innocent person in this incident is probably Zuo Liang.
The young professional player was indiscriminately sniped away by angry netizens before he knew what was going on.
After Wuzhou was disbanded, no club dared to accept him.
"Sorry, you are very talented, but our team is no longer recruiting new members."
After hearing this sentence countless times, Zuo Liang sat on a park bench, took out his pen and crossed out the club on his notebook.
Silently took out a bottle of mineral water and took a sip.
Back to school? Forget it, the black and white fans in the class will tear him apart.
Can we only go back to Wenchuan?
But he has no relatives there, and it would be useless to go back.
He stood up again and decided to try his luck at the next house.
Master Xinghuo has gone through so many things without giving up, so he has no reason to give up.
You have to look up to your idols!
The cell phone in my pocket suddenly rang.
"Hello, who is that?"
"Hello, is this Zuo Liang?" A strange voice came from the phone.
"I am." He was a little confused.
"It's like this. Our team happens to be short of a second team member. I wanted to ask if you are interested."
This is the first time since Wuzhou was disbanded that a club has taken the initiative to offer him an olive branch.
Zuo Liang was a little excited, but he still pretended to be calm, "Which club are you from?"
The person on the other end of the phone chuckled softly.
"I am Chen Xu, the manager of Team Black and White."
The dogs at the entrance of the village barked, so the dogs in the village also barked. They didn’t know why they barked or what they meant, but they barked along.
——"Pinocchio"
(End of chapter)