Chapter 29 Former Champion

Ren Jingcheng dragged his tired body back home, absent-mindedly returned to his own room after dinner, jumped up and fell fiercely in ** and never remembered again.

The afternoon battle with Xiao Ou made him so tired that he could hardly move his fingers, not only physical fatigue, but also a sense of powerlessness from the bottom of his heart. The word "tired" perfectly shows Ren Jingcheng's state at this time.

Xiao Ou is too strong. It's a kind of strength beyond anyone. No matter what Ren Jingcheng does, he can't get rid of Xiao Ou's ghostly figure. He doesn't know where he comes from, doesn't know where he comes from, and he doesn't know where he disappears. Often sees a flower in front of him. The OP value of the armor instantly collapses to the bottom, and then he lies on the ground. It became a black shadow.

Ren Jingcheng has not lost many times at all. Anyway, in the end, his nerves have been numb. Except for the instinctive reaction of the body, his brain is only blank, and he has no impression of the afternoon battle.

The longest time that Ren Jingcheng supported in Xiao Ou's hand for a whole afternoon was only 1 minute and 30 seconds, and the shortest time was only 12 seconds.

Who is he? Ren Jingcheng couldn't help doubting Xiao Ou's identity. Xiao Ou is obviously not an ordinary player. His technology, consciousness and reaction are tempered, almost an instinct. He must have carried out long-term special training, and he is by no means a wild way like an ordinary player.

Thinking of this, Ren Jingcheng slowly opened his closed eyes, took a deep breath, stood up from **, walked to the computer table and turned on the computer.

Open the search website and start to find content related to Xiaoou or WarGame with European characters. Unfortunately, nothing has been obtained. Occasionally, some people with European names are not Xiao Ou. Ren Jingcheng sighed and suddenly remembered that Xiao Ou was definitely not his real name, just like a nickname, so he could find out where to find it.

You should know that Xiao Ou can only find one person. Ren Jingcheng opened QQ to find the fire machine and sent a message.

"Do you want to know about Xiao Ou?" The fire machine message came back and asked such a question.

"Yes, I fought with him all afternoon and felt that he didn't look like an ordinary person." Ren Jingcheng replied.

"Ha ha, that's because Xiao Ou was a professional player anyway, and his hands are very hard." The fire machine replied.

"Professional player?"

"Well, he is a first generation of WarGame players. At that time, WarGame's professionalization was very backward. In addition to the start-up domestic league, there were few international games, so professional players like him also made less money at that time. Because of his low popularity and no advertising revenue, he did not do it. He worked in a hairdressing salon and practiced a good haircut. A few years later, the degree of professionalism became high, and WarGame also became popular all over the world. Only then did he gradually become famous. Later, with the World Cup, he participated in one session and retired because of his age after winning the championship. The fire machine replied with a lot of words.

"Little Ou has won the world championship? Then why can't I find it on the Internet? Ren Jingcheng asked curiously.

"Ha ha, when he participated, his name was not Xiao Ou. His registered name is Zhou Yingran. Game ID: Flowers are falling, you should know."

Ren Jingcheng had an impulse to spit blood when he saw the message sent by the fire machine. As long as Zhou Yingran's name has something to do with WarGame, there is no one who doesn't know it. He is the vice captain of the national team in the first World Cup of WarGame and Su Luochuan, the captain of the national team. Chen Guoqiang, the first attacker, is known as the "Three Musketeers". The three fought together and cooperated in the international arena. He not only won the championship in the singles, but also helped the national team win. The champion of the team competition.

That year was also the most glorious time for the national team. In the next two or three years, with the gradual retirement of the first generation of WarGame players, they lost the trophy of the singles game, and then the team game was also lost. In recent years, the national team could not even enter the top four, and has been hovering between five or six. Players are against the domestic teams. The enthusiasm has gradually shifted to foreign teams, making the domestic professional circle almost enter a difficult situation.

"It's really admirable that you know such a great person!" Ren Jingcheng is now full of worship of the fire machine and can't help sighing.

"Ha ha, I have been a fan of him since I was a child. His fighting style can be said to be deeply imprinted in my mind. At the beginning, I chose the role as a lightweight speed type as him. A few years ago, I happened to meet him. I wanted to worship him as a teacher, but I never did something." The fire machine replied.

Ren Jingcheng was shocked when he saw the news of the fire engine and felt that it was really a coincidence. He chose the speed type because of the fire machine, and the speed type chosen by Xiao Ou. Everyone's fate is really wonderful. Today, when the speed type is so weak, all this is like God's will, one by one link, and the speed angle The sparks of color have been passed down from generation to generation.

"Then why did you introduce him to me?" Ren Jingcheng asked curiously.

"It's not easy to find a speed player now, and your qualifications are really good. I couldn't be his apprentice once promised to find him, so I introduced you to him."

"Thank you very much." Ren Jingcheng didn't feel the fire machine taking care of him. Since ShowTown's first meeting, the fire machine has been deliberately approaching him, pulling him into the rapid team, and introducing such a famous master to him. Ren Jingcheng doesn't know why the fire machine is so good to him and what purpose, but he knows that there is always a Tianhuo had a chance to talk to him openly. He only needed to wait patiently. Whether it was good or bad, he would always pay back the favor of the fire machine.

"Nothing, try harder. Xiao Ou actually called me just now. He is very satisfied with you and learn more from him. Xiao Ouqiang is not only his technology, but also has other things you need to learn. Now I can run the rapid team. He has helped me solve many problems. The fire machine replied.

After reading the reply of the fire machine, Ren Jingcheng suddenly had a feeling that the news of the fire engine was actually in the words. It was not just technology, but the operation of the team and so on seemed to be unintentional, but the feeling that he seemed to understand and did not understand was always in his heart.

"Okay." Ren Jingcheng suppressed the impulse to ask and replied casually.

The two chatted a few more times and went offline to rest.

In the following period, Ren Jingcheng was busier than before. In the afternoon, he went to the game room to train and studied with Xiao Ou in the evening. Every day, he was as tired as a dead dog. The plan to preview college courses was completely abandoned, and the time to meet Ye Xiaoqian also approached with the college entrance examination. It's getting less and less. Except for the hour of team running-in training every two days, Ye Xiaoqian no longer appears at all. Often when training, there is only him, Lu Xinxin and Sun Jianyang, but Sun Jianyang has to work. Lu Xinxin's personality does not pay attention to training at all, so he is often left alone.

After nearly a month of excitement, he suddenly became a person who always felt uncomfortable from head to toe. The previous feeling of loneliness and loneliness seemed to have returned, and it was stronger than before. The strong Ren Jingcheng could not resist at all, either inexplicably in a daze or because he could not concentrate. And lost his mind.

This caused Xiao Ou's great dissatisfaction. He scolded him, saying that the training was suspended and let him recover after a two-day break. Ren Jingcheng was also deeply sorry. Knowing that he really didn't do well, he nodded and agreed.

Coincidentally, just in time for the weekend, Ren's mother went to play mahjong and was not at home. Ren Jingcheng decided to stay at home and sleep with his head covered. The hour hand on the clock walked until noon. Ren Jingcheng was hungry and was about to get out of bed to look for food, but the doorbell suddenly rang.

Ren Jingcheng's face was puzzled and he couldn't figure out why there were guests. He is a single-parent family. His mother came to City C with his father. Later, the two divorced, and his father's relatives stopped moving, and his mother's relatives were out of town. As for him, he didn't have a friend. Usually, he didn't even have a cat or a dog. Except for the doorbell at Ren Jingcheng's memory home except for someone. The delivery has never been rang.

Ren Jingcheng opened the door and was stunned in an instant, because he saw Ye Xiaoqian, Lu Xinxin and Sun Jianyang standing at the door of his house with a large bag.

"Why are you here?" Ren Jingcheng said in surprise.

"Oh, I'm exhausted. I have something to say later. Let me go in for a glass of water first." Lu Xinxin gasped with two large shopping bags. Even her favorite cap was stuffed into her trousers pocket. Saying this, Ren Jingcheng, who was blocked at the door, got into the room.

"I'm disturbed!" Sun Jianyang nodded and followed him into the room.

"Yesterday you texted that you were going to take two days off. I think you might be sick, so I wanted to come to see you on holiday today. As a result, the two of them had to follow you when they heard about it." Ye Xiaoqian smiled helplessly and said apologetically.

"Nothing, please come in, please come in." Ren Jingcheng almost burst into tears because of Ye Xiaoqian's words. It was the first time he had a friend's care for him, and his voice trembled with excitement.

Ye Xiaoqian gently stepped into the room. Ren Jingcheng was about to express his excitement at this moment, but a sound of bad scenery suddenly sounded.

"Hey, I said, why don't you even have beer in your house? Only this sweet and sour juice is too unmanly." Lu Xinxin found out a bottle of iced fresh oranges from nowhere, drank more than half of it, sat on the sofa in the living room and said loudly.

"Lu Xinxin, you wild child, how can you casually rummage through other people's refrigerators and beat them, right? How did you promise me before you came?" Ye Xiaoqian couldn't see Lu Xinxin's crazy appearance. She went up and punched her waist and shouted.

So, the two began the usual fight again, but Ye Xiaoqian was the one who pinched more.

Compared with Lu Xinxin's familiarity, Sun Jianyang was much more regular. He put the shopping bag in his hand on the ground and stood motionless by the coffee table.

"Why is there no one at home? Ye Xiaoqian told me that you live with your mother." Sun Jianyang looked around curiously and asked.

"My mother went out to play mahjong, not here." Ren Jingcheng replied.

"What about these things we bought?" Sun Jianyang was stunned when he heard the words and said.

"Bear by the way, I haven't asked you yet. What are these big and small bags?" Ren Jingcheng asked.

"I want to solve lunch at your house. It's not good to be empty-handed, so I went to the supermarket to buy some vegetables. I wanted to bother my aunt, but it seems that I can only be empty." Ye Xiaoqian came over and explained.

"Why don't I do it for you!" Ren Jingcheng said.