Xiang Fei looked helpless, knowing that this guy must have come to ask him for guilt, but this drunkard who didn't mean to drink made him unable to say anything, and he couldn't leave, but he wanted to scold himself. At this moment, the WeChat of the mobile phone suddenly shook, and he clicked on it to see that it was Zhang Zhongwen who sent a red envelope of 500 yuan.

"What are you?"

"Give me a red envelope for my future daughter-in-law." Zhang Zhongwen had already returned to the sofa on the other side with his mobile phone, picked up Erlang's legs and continued to look at the photo happily, looking like he really had a son.

"Cut, you want to book my cub as your daughter-in-law for such a small amount of money, and you look down on me too much." Xiang Fei knew that he was teasing himself, so he didn't order the red envelope, turned off the screen and threw his phone on the coffee table, picked up the wine bottle and took a sip.

"It's too little, okay, then I'll exempt you from coming to my wedding banquet, as well as my son's full moon red envelope, this money is always enough." Zhang Zhongwen pretended to be bold and said.

Unable to stand wasting time talking about these nihilistic things with him any longer, Xiang Fei sighed and sat forward, bowing his back under the shirt revealing beautiful muscle lines. The fingers of his right hand with a sense of joints were delicately pinching the wine bottle, and the other hand was on his knee, lowering his eyebrows, staring straight at the opposite side, sitting like a big man, Zhang Zhongwen asked: "If you have anything to say, just say it, after today, we may not have much chance to meet again." ”

Zhang Zhongwen stopped ridiculing him when he put on such an impatient look, coughed and cleared his throat, and asked in a flat but powerful tone: "Okay, I'll just ask you, do you still like fierce battles?" ”

Hearing this naïve and simple question that only children would ask, and now it actually came out of the mouth of a thirty-one-year-old man, Xiang Fei was stunned. He didn't know why Zhang Zhongwen would ask such a question, but in fact, he didn't know how to answer. No matter how clever and eloquent he was, he was speechless when asked such a simple question, so he could only helplessly pick up the bottle and silently pour a sip of cold and bitter beer.

"Then I'll answer for you: of course I like to fight."

Zhang Zhongwen used a very slow speed when he said these words, almost word by word. And every word that slowly appeared from his mouth turned into a flying knife with cold light in the air and pierced into Xiang Fei's heart. The pain made him suddenly frown, but he could only be silent.

Two years ago, on April 1, the guild team that has always been popular and strong suddenly announced its disbandment, and the captain Xiang Fei disappeared for 16 days, and the whole team refused to play. Fans of the Infernal Clans have always thought that this is an April Fool's Day event for Xiang Fei, who has always loved to play and make trouble, until the organizing committee of the fierce battle event announced the cancellation of the competition qualification of the Infernal Clan, and they did not know that the disbandment of the team was true.

The disbandment of the team came so suddenly that even reporters in the esports media were caught off guard and couldn't figure out what was going on inside the Infernal team. And the fans of the team took a major blow in an instant, some went crazy, some mourned, some were angry, and some simply indifferently shifted their attention to other teams. This incident filled the whole month of April with sadness, because it was not only a loss for the fans of the battle, but also a loss for many teams.

However, at the end of this year's season, Zhuang Ning, the former vice captain of the Infernal team, suddenly announced that he would cooperate with Fengyu Culture to establish a new team [Kazama Laughter]. It was up to her, two members of the Infernal team, as well as two new girls, to re-establish the year's qualifiers, and quickly captured a lot of media attention before they even competed as a unique women's team in the battle.

But where did the humorous and sharp non-black and white customer go?

In the face of questions from fans and reporters, Zhuang Ning and others seemed to be deliberately avoiding this question, just talking about the future planning of the Kazama Laughter team and the need to continue to recruit new potential female players, without mentioning any information related to Xiang Fei.

After a lapse of two years, Xiang Fei, who was finally found by reporters, appeared again in the fierce competition circle, but he was no longer the carefree teenager he looked like back then, but the father of a child, and the guest commentator of the playoffs. The only thing that can make everyone find the figure of a black and white guest is the easy-going and humorous speech, and the sunny face that has never aged.

“…… But ah, I don't understand why a person who likes to fight all the time can just leave two years ago, and still say go two years later. Is this circle sorry for you, or is it now that you have wronged you as a commentator? ”

Xiang Fei lowered his head as if he was very tired, without refuting or agreeing. seems to be thinking about this passage, and it seems to be expressing his weak resistance with silence.

His long silence made Zhang Zhongwen confess that those words had already reached the pain point, and he had nothing to say more, and the rest was time for thinking.

From forming a CS team 14 years ago, to moving behind the scenes to hold various competitive competitions, to opening his own Internet sports show. Zhang Zhongwen's youth is written in competition, and life is also written in competition.

He once laughed at himself on his show and said that it was not because he couldn't find a girlfriend, but because he had already treated the competition as a daughter-in-law. But even a daughter-in-law who has lived for more than ten years occasionally thinks about divorce. Therefore, I cherish the time when I am "married" now, and I cherish the people who are still competing with him.

Five years ago, when he was invited by the Fierce Battle Committee to start being a full-time commentator for the game, Zhang Zhongwen met a large number of young professional players who were full of enthusiasm and passion for fierce battles, including Lu Daoheng, Yuan Bin, Tong Nian and Xiang Fei.

In these people, he saw his former competitive memories and activated the soul that had become numb, so he also liked to go to the street with them in private, play a game and chat, and review the deeds of Yong back then.

As the old and new teams change year after year, the tournament grows from strength to strength, but some faces are gone. Now there is finally a person who left back and now comes back by his side, although he understands that it is his own choice to stay and stay, but Zhang Zhongwen has some selfishness, hoping that he can stay with him and continue to recount the selfishness of the history of the war, so there is this dialogue.

“…… Don't you think two years is a very strange number? ”

After a long time, Xiang Fei's voice finally broke the dead silence of this space, but it was a headless sentence. When he found that Zhang Zhongwen was looking at him with a puzzled expression, he just smiled, raised his head and poured a few sips of wine, until the bottle suddenly bottomed out.