Chapter 10 The Second Day

The next day, Ren Jingcheng didn't wake up until 9:30 a.m.

Sitting up in **, although his brain is awake, Ren Jingcheng still feels very confused. It is hard to believe that his high school career has ended a month and a half earlier than other students. From now on, he is a prospective college student of P University, the most famous university in the country.

Turning his head and looked at the time, Ren Jingcheng smiled. This was the first time he had got up so late in 12 years of school. Even winter and summer vacations and other statutory holidays were not slack for good students like him. He only got up half an hour later than usual to go to school.

After thinking about it, Ren Jingcheng lingered in ** for half an hour before he went into the bathroom with his slippers to wash.

After brushing his teeth and washing his face, he looked up and saw the familiar cyan stubble on his face in the mirror. Ren Jingcheng suddenly had a strange feeling about himself and always felt that he was no longer himself.

What has changed? Ren Jingcheng couldn't help thinking about it.

Maybe he is still him, but after last night, something in his heart is finally different. It seems that he should reconsider the way he is going to take.

Thinking of this, he inadvertently recalled all kinds of things last night, and an unconscious smile appeared on Ren Jingcheng's face.

After washing, Ren Jingcheng, who was rarely so leisurely, had a strange sense of relaxation in his heart. He went to the kitchen to eat the breakfast his mother left for him. After reading the message posted by his mother on the refrigerator, he went back to his room.

Open the computer, click on a few web pages, and look at the precautions for freshman registration on the homepage of P. Ren Jingcheng only logged in to QQ, which only logs in almost once a month.

Opening QQ, Ren Jingcheng looked at the only two names in the friend column, and his original good mood suddenly faded. When he was about to turn off QQ, the prompt sound of "Di Didi..." suddenly came into his ear.

Ren Jingcheng opened the message and saw that someone wanted to add him as a friend, so he asked him to pass the verification. Ren Jingcheng didn't think much about it, so he clicked his consent. When the other party added it to the friend column, he found that the other party's net name was actually a fire machine.

Is it the man last night? Ren Jingcheng was about to send a message to ask, but the other party's message was sent first.

"Ren Jingcheng?"

Seeing that the other party sent his name directly, Ren Jingcheng knew that the other party was the fire machine that fought against him last night.

"Yes, are you a fire machine? The one yesterday?"

"Yes!"

"Why do you have my QQ number?"

"Ha ha, didn't you wear the school uniform of Shi No. 1 Middle School last night? There was a little brother in our team who was No. 1 Middle School and asked him. He happened to have your QQ, so I added you."

"He? Do you have my QQ? Ren Jingcheng had a feeling that the sun was shining in the west. He was almost transparent in the city. Whether it was QQ or the phone book in his mobile phone, there was no classmate at all, and there were classmates who knew his QQ.

"Yes, aren't you alumni? He doesn't seem to be able to find it in any group."

Only then did Ren Jingcheng remember that he had added a group of some study groups in the school, but he had been blocking messages in this group and had forgotten it for a long time.

"Oh! What's the matter?"

"No, I just want to get to know you and make more friends!"

"Hmm!" Ren Jingcheng really didn't know what to reply, so he could only reply to a golden word and throw back the ball that was looking for the topic.

" By the way, do you have time recently?"

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"Do you know Huaxin Community? Is there an Internet cafe called Yunxiang here?"

"I don't know. I seldom go to Internet cafes, but I know Huaxin Community."

"It doesn't matter. Come here to have a look. I work in this Internet cafe. Our team often gather here. I told them about you yesterday, and they all want to get to know you."

"This..."

"Oc, the replacement came at noon. I'm offline. Come here when you're free!"

After sending this sentence, before Ren Jingcheng could say anything, the avatar of the fire machine had darkened.

Sitting in a chair and looking through the chat records just now for a long time, Ren Jingcheng never understood what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of the fire machine. It was not until his stomach cooed that he remembered that it was time to go for lunch.

Walking into a noodle restaurant near the community, Ren Jingcheng sat down and ordered a meal. He turned his head and saw the news about WarGame on the TV in the small shop.

"Today, 22 people representing our country in the World Cup of WarGame have taken the opportunity to go to the United States, where they will compete for the world championship with game masters from 32 countries around the world."

"It has been 12 years since WarGame started its career path. Eight years after WarGame became independent from WCG and became a World Cup event, China has won the championship trophy twice, but unfortunately, in recent years, due to the rapid improvement of the level of various countries, China This competition has suffered a series of setbacks, and has passed the top four for three consecutive years.

......

"I really know how to put gold on my face!" Before the news was finished, a young man sitting at a table in front of Ren Jingcheng said, "The level of other countries has improved very fast. Hasn't the level of people in our country improved?" Obviously, he is not as good as others, and he is not too brave to win two championships. Don't you know that a good man doesn't mention the saying of bravery in those years!"

"Why, brother, do you also have a problem with this news?" As soon as the young man finished speaking, the owner of the noodle restaurant actually came up and sat next to the young man and said with great feelings.

"No, think about how majestic the first generation of players were at the beginning of professionalization. They are invincible in the world. At least half of the WTP world's top 20 are their names. As a result, the people who replace them as soon as they retire are not as a generation. Now even the top ten in the world can't see the names of Chinese people. Word." The young man began to talk, put his chopsticks hard on the noodle bowl and said loudly.

"Yes, yes!" The boss sighed deeply and said with emotion, "I was still young and loved playing games. I have been paying attention to it since WarGame was launched, and now it has been more than ten years. Unfortunately, the quality and technology of players are not as good as each year. I don't know when our country will be able to stand at the world's highest award again. On the stage."

The two were still talking loudly. Ren Jingcheng, who heard clearly next to them, thought that it was hard for him to imagine that it was just a game. It was actually linked to national honor, and ordinary people could be heard discussing together in the streets and alleys. It is all a kind of sports style.

After eating the noodles, Ren Jingcheng walked on the street against the hot sun, thinking about Ye Xiaoqian, last night's battle, WarGame, and the fire machine... Thinking about it, Ren Jingcheng's head seemed to be blocked with paste, and it was unclear.

Ren Jingcheng suddenly stopped, turned around and turned into a small shop on the street. When he came out, he had already carried four or five bags.

On the way home, Ren Jingcheng felt that the weight of the bag in his hand was not light and suddenly felt a little funny. He looked at the bag in his hand and thought that it was a little ridiculous that he had saved money for more than half a year to buy a new mobile phone and bought these things. He wanted to go back and push them away, but the thoughts on his head could never reach his feet. No matter how determined he was to return what he bought, he walked forward to his home.

When he returned home and threw everything in **, Ren Jingcheng had to accept the reality and knew that a corner of his heart had been defeated by the things in the boxes of **.

After taking the largest bag, Ren Jingcheng took out the square box inside and saw several dazzling English letters of WARGAME printed in artistic font on the packaging box.

*****

At this time, Ye Xiaoqian had just finished the third class in the afternoon, and her whole day's mind finally made her determined to leave the last 20 minutes of self-study class.

"Rulu, help me ask for a leave for the teacher, and say that I'm not feeling well and go home first!" Ye Xiaoqian pushed the girl in front of the seat and said.

"What are you going to do? Are you still skipping the college entrance examination soon? The girl named Lulu was very surprised by Ye Xiaoqian's words. She turned her head and said with a disapproval.

"I'm really busy, do me a favor!" Ye Xiaoqian packed up her things casually, stuffed her schoolbag full, stood up and said.

"Well, you can treat me to ice cream tomorrow!" Lulu looked at Ye Xiaoqian and knew that she had made up her mind and stopped persuading her. She smiled and threw out the conditions and said.

"Oc, no problem, let's go first!" Waving her hand, Ye Xiaoqian picked up her schoolbag and walked out of the classroom.

Walking out of the school gate, Ye Xiaoqian hurriedly took out her mobile phone and called "Where is it?" After typing three words, find out Ren Jingcheng's name and send the message out.

"I'm at home!" Not long after waiting, Ren Jingcheng returned a message.

"After school, do you want to have dinner together and go to ShowTown after dinner?" Ye Xiaoqian pondered for a long time before typing this sentence on her mobile phone. After that, she stared at it for a long time, and seemed to be afraid of being seen. She secretly looked left and right before sending the message out. After sending it, she laughed again, and even she didn't know what she was laughing at.

"I'm not going. I have something to do." Ren Jingcheng's message replied quickly. In just 30 seconds, Ye Xiaoqian, who was full of expectation, was watered with a cold sentence.

"What's the matter?" Ye Xiaoqian was also a little angry. She felt that Ren Jingcheng was simply turning against anyone. She was fine last night, and her attitude the next day was so bad. She was really a capricious villain.

"I bought a new thing, but I can't fit it!" It took a few minutes for Ren Jingcheng to reply to the message.

"What?"

"A game."

WarGame?" Ye Xiaoqian thought for a moment and replied again.

"Yes."

Seeing this word, Ye Xiaoqian, who was angry just now, seemed to be a discouraged ball. Her complaints disappeared, and her gloomy face turned into a sunny day, showing a big smile.

"Do you want me to help you?" Ye Xiaoqian sent a message again.

"Can you do it?"

"Of course, I'm at least a senior player of WarGame."

"Well, come on. My home is in Shanglin Community. Do you know me?"

"Well, wait 20 minutes and I'll take the bus."

"Okay, I'll wait for you. By the way, I don't know who you are. Who are you?

"Ren Jingcheng, you son of a bitch!" Ye Xiaoqian, who received the news from Ren Jingcheng, completely ran away, held her mobile phone tightly, almost crushed it, raised a middle finger to the sky and roared loudly.