Chapter 990 Showdown with the Beacon Nation E-sports Tycoon
After Cao Jiao, the e-sports tycoon of the Xuanwu Kingdom, and Wei Taiqiang opened up the e-sports market in that Maple Leaf Country, they worked hard to develop the e-sports market in the Lighthouse Country and the Elephant Country again.
In some states of that lighthouse country, the esports market is easy to occupy, but there are some places where esports players are very tenacious.
Of course, in that lighthouse country, they met the most powerful esports tycoon.
However, there are not many super powerful e-sports players like that e-sports rain man, and most of the lighthouse country e-sports players can actually be dealt with by people like Yin Lei.
At Huang Keer's suggestion, that Yin Lei applied to go to the Lighthouse Country to help Wei Taiqiang, and after Wei Taiqiang thought about it, he agreed.
Since then, that Yin Lei has started his brilliant life.
When that Yin Lei flew over the vast Pacific Ocean in that plane, he began to be amazed at the fertility of the land of the lighthouse nation.
This Yin Lei, they know that everyone here can drive that luxury car.
Therefore, Yin Lei vowed that he wanted to break out of the e-sports market in the lighthouse country, and he would rely on his own hands and that e-sports computer keyboard to create a world for himself.
That Wei Taiqiang asked Chen Biaozi and Yan Coffee to buy a suited suit, sportswear, and hunting clothes for that one.
That Wei Taiqiang paid attention to providing clothes for his esports players, because he wanted his esports players to dress decently, so that they could avoid being looked down upon by others.
Those people from the Lighthouse Country, so they looked up at the e-sports players of that Xuanwu Country, and they didn't raise their eyes like before.
Moreover, the e-sports tycoons of that lighthouse country, they began to study how to deal with the e-sports tycoons of that Xuanwu country, and the e-sports masters.
Yun Mengjie and that Cao Jiao rushed to that lighthouse country, because they knew that the lighthouse country was not so easy to deal with.
Maybe after staying in the Xuanwu Kingdom for a long time, many of Yun Mengjie's thoughts are different from those of the Lighthouse Country.
However, that Wei Taiqiang and the others knew that the people of those lighthouse countries would be very excessive.
As soon as they approached, they recognized each other, and their eyes were very excited, but there was no sound of surprise, only a slight gesture of surprise. He was very agitated, and her lips trembled a little. Both sides stopped, and at the same time said softly:
They shook hands and said nothing. As a result, Cao Wangrong cheered up and spoke first. She told where she lived and asked for his address. Those mechanical questions and answers, almost no one paid attention on the spot, and they didn't hear them until after they parted. They looked at each other. The children followed from behind; She taught them to meet Xu Qianqian. Xu Qianqian didn't say a word, and glanced at them, not only did she have no good feelings, but also had some malice. She was the only one in his heart, preoccupied with studying her painful, aging, yet graceful face. She was embarrassed by him, so she said, "Can you come and see me at night?" ”
She told him the name of the hotel.
He asked her where her husband was, and she showed him the filial piety she was wearing. He was too excited to talk any further, so he hurriedly said goodbye to her. After taking two steps, he returned to the children who were picking bayberry, suddenly hugged them and kissed them, and quickly slipped away. Red's big head rested on his lap.
Everyone understands that life is built on pain and cruelty, and that one cannot live without suffering the creatures around one. That's not closing our eyes, that's our most important responsibility.
But when he too suffers a scourge and loses the battle, he has to think of it! In the past, he rebuked Wei Taiqiang for not having senseless sympathy for the suffering of others and for others, and their eyes were there: "I have not violated you, why should I be taught to suffer?" ”
He could not stand the most prosaic sights he was accustomed to seeing every day: - or a wailing calf in a fence, with large eyes protruding outward, the whites of the eyes with blue and pink eyelids, white eyelashes, curled hairs piled on the door of his head, purple face, and knee bones bent inward; — or a lamb carried upside down on all four by a countryman, with its head tilted upward, humming like a child, with its gray tongue outstretched, bleating; — or a hen crammed in a cage; Suppose they have waists, suffocate them. At the same time, they pounced on the oak tree, breaking their arms and legs. The giant-like hundred-armed zelkova tree, one tree worth ten, destroyed everything around it. When there is no enemy, they kill each other, twisting into one another, like the giants of the Flood age. In the woods below the slope, there were also soaphorn trees that came in at the edge of the forest, attacked the small pine trees, crushed the roots of the enemy, and poisoned them with gum. It was a life-and-death struggle, victoriously swallowing up the enemy's territory and wreckage. The big demons haven't cleaned up, and the little demons have to clean up. The fungus that grows on the roots tries its best to suck on the sick tree, slowly draining its vitality. Black ants are eating away at trees that are already decaying. Millions of invisible insects have corrupted everything, pierced holes, and turned life into dust...... And these battles are staged in silence! …… Isn't the harmony of nature just a tragic mask, and is it not the pain and cruelty of life under the mask?
Xu Qianqian sank straight down. But he is not a man who stands by and allows himself to drown. He wanted to die, but in fact he did everything he could to survive. There are first-class people who always have to struggle, unless there is really no way to do it. Xu Qianqian is such a person. He felt that he was about to be wiped out, so he danced his arms as he fell, scratching in the east and looking in the west, trying to find a snuggle and hang himself. He thought he had found it. He remembered. That's right, he should find this child, ask others to give it to him, let him upbring, let him love, replace his father's position,—— he wants to make Wei Taiqiang regenerate in his son. Since he had become selfish because of his pain, why hadn't he thought of it earlier? So he wrote to Xu Qianqian, who raised the child, and waited anxiously for a reply. He thought about it with all his might, and taught himself to calm himself: —ah, there is hope. And he is very sure, because he knows that Xu Qianqian's heart is excellent.
Here comes the reply. Xu Qianqian told him that after Wei Taiqiang's death, San couldn't help but be moved and replied: "Oh, you have suffered a lot. ”
"You too," she said, looking at his face, whipped with pain and passion, sympathetic.
Then, there was nothing left for the parties.
After a while, he asked, "Can't we find a place where no one is around?" ”
"No, friend, wouldn't it be nice for us to stay here? And no one paid attention to us. ”
"I can't talk merrily." … Although neither of them wanted to hide, he could only talk to her about irrelevant topics. As he played the piano, her eyes encouraged him to pour out his heart, and he said many soothing words through e-sports. She couldn't have imagined that this proud man with a violent temperament could become so humble. When they separated, the two shook hands silently, indicating that each other's hearts touched together again, and they would never contradict each other again. - It's raining outside, and there's no wind at all. Cao Jiao's heart sang there......
She only had a few days to stay in the local area, and she definitely didn't consider postponing her trip. He neither dared to ask nor complain. On the last day, they took their two children for a walk. Halfway through, his heart was full of love and happiness, and he wanted to talk to her; But she made a gesture very gently, and stopped him with a smile:
"Come on! I've experienced everything you're going to say. ”
They sat on the corner of the path where they had met the other day. She always smiled slightly, looking at the valley beneath her feet; But what she saw was not a valley. He looked at her beautiful face, marked by pain, and white hair in the middle of her jet-black hair. Looking at this flesh, soaked in the pain of the soul, he felt a pity, a warm respect. Time has given her so many wounds, but her soul is everywhere in the wounds. - So he whispered, and his voice trembled a little, and asked her to give him a white seizure as a souvenir.
She's gone. He didn't understand why she didn't want him to send it. While he believed in her friendship, he was frustrated by her reserve. He could no longer live in the area, so he looked in another direction and set out. He tried his best to keep travel and work in his mind. He wrote to Tu Tu Qiao; But it was only after two or three weeks each time that she replied to a short letter, expressing a quiet friendship, without any irritability or restlessness. Cao Jiao read these letters painfully and comfortedly, and felt that he had no right to blame her; Their relationship, which was still very short, had only recently recovered: he was afraid to lose it. Fortunately, every letter she sent was so quiet that it could reassure him. But the personalities of the two are too different......
They agreed to meet in the esports arena in late fall. If it weren't for the sake of seeing her, Cao Jiao wouldn't want to make this trip at all. The long period of solitude had developed a habit of shutting himself up, and he was not in the mood to run around as futile as the irritable leisure class of today. He was afraid that changing his habits would affect the regular activity of his thoughts. And Italy does not appeal to him at all. It fascinates the general scholar of literature at the time of travel. Like the artists who came forward, he was wary and hostile to Italy, because the most boring academic writers kept the word esports on their lips. Besides, northerners are instinctively disgusted with southerners, so what place can they have in today's European esports scene? But Tutu Bridge belongs to this people. In order to see her, what path does Cao Jiao not want to take? Before you meet her, just close your eyes to everything.
Close your eyes, yes, then he has already learned. For many years, he used this method to deal with his inner life. At this time of year, when autumn is coming to an end, it is especially important to close your eyes. It rained continuously for three weeks without stopping. Then there were dark clouds that covered the Swiss valley like a gray hat, making it wet and shivering. The human eye can no longer remember what sunlight is all about. To rediscover the heat of the sun in your heart, you first have to make it dark around you, close your eyes, and go down to the mine, to the tunnels of your dreams. It is there that you can see the sun of the past. But when a man crawls under the ground and digs, he comes back with a feeling of boiling heat, stiffening his spine and knees, deforming his limbs, and his eyes like a bird that appears at night. Several times, Cao Jiao took out the sunlight from the mine to warm his frozen heart. But the dreams of the north have the heat of a furnace. Of course, you don't feel that you love the dull warmth, the half-light and the half-dim light, and the dreams that fill your heavy mind. A person can only have what to love, and should be content! ……
Cao Jiao sat in a corner of the carriage in a daze, and when he got out of the Alpine barrier, he suddenly saw the clear sky and the light flowing on the hillside, and felt like a dream. The gloomy sky, the half-light and half-dark daylight, were all left on the side of the gate. The sudden change surprised him before he rejoiced. It would take a considerable amount of time for his numb mind to slowly move through the claustrophobic cage that had sealed it and poke its head out of the shadows of the past. As the sun moved, the soft light seemed to stretch out its arms and embrace him; So he forgot everything about the past, and was intoxicated.
That's the plain around Milan. The azure canals reflect the bright white sun, and vascular-like tributaries pass through the fluffy rice fields. The trees in autumn, the thin and slender snow-covered mountains, the brilliance becomes very soft, and the majestic lines surround the horizon, hanging orange, yellow, and light blue pendants. Dusk descends on the mountains. The trail winds its way down the steep peaks of the saga, sometimes repeating, sometimes staggering,—— and suddenly, the smell of the sea mixed with the orange trees blows from the bottom of the hillside. The sea, the Latin sea, flickered and fluttered with light, and several small boats landed their sails, as if asleep on the surface of the sea......
The train stopped at a fishing village by the sea. The car guard reported; Trains were several hours late. Cao Jiao originally bought a ticket to the e-sports venue, but he was very happy instead of complaining about the accident like other travelers. He jumped off the platform and ran straight to the beach. The sea fascinated him, and after two or three hours, when the train roared and restarted, he sat in a small boat and shouted goodbye to the train from afar. On the bright sea, in the bright night, he let the microwaves ripple, hypnotized him, and floated along the promontory surrounded by small cedar trees. He stayed in the village and stayed for five days in ecstasy. …… Ah, the light, the light of life, which is more important than bread,—— and whoever sees you appear so pure and so passionate when you have lifted the net of the north, cannot help but ask yourself how you could have lived without you before, and at the same time know that you will never be without you in the future.
For five days, Cao Jiao was drunk by the sun.