Chapter 40 Thank you for your kindness
"Xiao Liu" Secretary saw that Xiao Liu didn't say anything, and then slowly said, "I know you have never played war3, so I choose war3 and I understand what you mean."
Xiao Liu looked up at the secretary. He didn't know what the secretary meant and understood what he was doing. It seemed that the secretary still didn't know that he wanted to transfer to another school. In this situation, he was transferred to another school, but he had to do a lot of things before transferring to another school.
"I think you should have a dream about war3, an inner dream, see the history of war3, see the decline of war3, you want to do something for war3, want your own blood to help war3 go down, and want to be with war3 all the time like those classes. The secretary looked at Xiao Liu, as if he understood Xiao Liu very well, like a kind father was educating his son.
Xiao Liu was about to cry when he heard it. How could war3 become his dream? This secretary is too blind! Hasn't your dream become like this because of war3? He thought so, but there was nothing wrong with Xiao Liu's face. He still listened to the secretary's words calmly.
"But there are still many things you don't know in the world of e-sports," the secretary continued, "There are many things in every dream that can't be touched, just like your blood, which can't be satisfied with this. You still need technology, ability, and prove yourself. At the beginning, I liked you like this. I'm just afraid that you will lose it in this game."
Hearing this, Xiao Liu finally understood the intention of the secretary. The secretary was afraid that he would lose confidence in war3 in this game. He would not like war3 in the future. He was likely to give up war3, that is to say, he would destroy himself, just like Ma Xiang, because he carried the glory of war3. Yao lost the game, and then he couldn't stand up and lost the idea of the game.
"I actually like that kind of game," the secretary added, "I like you to play a game in the college that affects the whole campus. This is an active atmosphere and a real e-sports campus, but I'm afraid that you will not be able to afford to wear it like this, and won't extinguish the part of war3 in your heart* *”
"That's why the secretary came up with a solution to reconciliation, right?" Xiao Liu suddenly said, "Call me and Haolong here just to reconcile this matter and prevent things like senior Ma Xiang from happening, right?"
"Well, that's what I think. After all, there are not many people who support war3, especially like you, who have never played war3. Knowing the downhill road of war3, they even choose war3. Such a person is rare, but why do you choose to play against Haolong? Why do you have to quit war3? As a bet, isn't this playing with your dream? If you don't take the exit of war3 as a bet, maybe I still want to see your growth, but don't you take this as a bet to destroy yourself?
Xiao Liu smiled when he heard this. It seemed that the secretary did not see his intention. At that time, he just wanted to find an excuse to quit war3. Now he is helpless. At that time, Zhou Ping knew at a glance that he did not want to war3, but the secretary still did not understand this. It proves that Zhou Ping can understand himself better.
"So Secretary" Xiao Liu asked, "What do you think of war3?" What does the secretary think of the current situation of war3? Does he also think that these players will transform in the end?
"This" secretary thought about it and said, "E-sports is a thing. Everything has a reincarnation. There will always be times when it comes and goes. It's always about dreaming. It's better to cherish it as much as possible."
"So secretary, what if life is a game? Back and forth, we can't find ourselves, and what we have to do. At some point, we just want a dream to enrich ourselves. No matter how it is now, no matter what it is in the future, it doesn't matter. All we want is our own persistence."
The secretary was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Xiao Liu to say such a thing, as if a concept was breaking his past ideas.
"I'm a novice. I know that I don't know what war3 players are using to support themselves, but I know that war3 is their local dream, a dream in the bottom of my heart, whether it's unreal or impossible to realize it. This is a dream. Maybe I have my own dream and my own opinion, but I think those The dreams of war3 players, like everyone's dreams, are different from those dreams in their own war3, especially the undead, which always have that belief in them. This is a life, do not give up and do not give up. This is the belief of war3 players. If one day war3 does not accept that it, but that Some e-sports in the hearts of war3 players are still there. This is a dream. It will not change with time. This is the dream of war3 players," Xiao Liu said, not because he is a war3 player, but in his own view of seeing dreams. The reason why he says that war3 players is because he thinks He is not a real war3 player. All he can say is to see those war3 players from the perspective of his dreams. Now all he can see is the dream world of war3 players. The rest is vague. Even if there is anything else, he still has to find it. Now he can only say this.
"Ha ha" The secretary smiled happily, as if he had found gold in the apple basket. "Your words always remind me of someone? It's just that this person still didn't finish this in the end. Have you thought about the future?
"In the future?"
"Yes, war3 has no prospects in the future. They will face not only the e-sports world, but also many things, just like the real society. Have you ever thought about it?"
"My philosophy of life is not to think too much, just do everything well. As long as you know right and wrong clearly, then what else is worth thinking about?"
"But in the face of the current situation of war3, do you dare to say that you have nothing to worry about? So why do you still bet on war3? Since you are so obsessed with war3 and doing so, don't you let yourself do your best on the way to war3?
"This" Xiao Liu thought for a moment and said, "Then think I don't know how powerful Haolong is!" I really don't know that he is such a popular figure, using his ability to trample on the self-esteem of war3 players. This is Haolong, which makes me look down on him even more, his behavior and personality.
Xiao Liu said, gritting his teeth. "I still won't say anything else, because you will know about this matter one day, but now I can't say it. If I wait until that day, you will understand, but now things still can't go back. I always feel that I have to do something."
Xiao Liu had such an idea. He thought that it was not only because of his position, but also because of his worldly wisdom in the war3 class. In the past few days in the war3 class, they had their own ideas. They didn't know that they were going to transfer to another school. They So friendly, this makes Xiao Liu feel as if he is using people. I'm very sorry, so he has to do something at this time.
"But aren't you ruining yourself like this? If you like war3, you have to quit"
"This is my reason, and there is nothing I can do."
"Just now, as long as you say a word, it's over. If you want, I'm willing to invite Haolong to come over again. I'll help you solve the matter."
"No," Xiao Liu interrupted the secretary's words and said, "I won't bow my head as if war3 has not bowed over the years. Now I represent war3. I can't bow my head. Even if I lose, I will play a game with Haolong. Even if I finally leave, I will use the style of war3 players. Yes, I have decided. I understand your kindness, but I won't do it. I'm here to thank you for your kindness and thank you with the war3 players.
The secretary was really stunned at this time. He didn't know what to say. Looking at Xiao Liu standing up, he didn't know what to say. It seems that the person in front of him is not an ordinary student, but more like a person who influenced his e-sports philosophy. The secretary said nothing but was infected.
Maybe there will always be such a person in the world who appears at the last moment and does something that no one understands but moves people. He is moved or can't. He is a person who is moved but doesn't know what to say. War3 player, at this time, these words sounded in the secretary's heart.
(I'm so tired at work these days. Today is the manuscript. If the text is not logical, please read the book and understand it)