[At three o'clock in the morning in the Internet cafe, the sound of the keyboard is clearer than breathing.
I wiped the glass of the counter and glanced at the high-end machine in the innermost room - I secretly adjusted the parameters just to watch the video of last night's S competition finals.
The tactics book is under the cashier. On page 128, there is news about the retirement of the old IG captain. I turned the corners with fury.
"Network administrator! Coke with ice."
I responded and paused as I smashed the ice cubes into the paper cup.
In the reflection of the glass, the scar on the back of my neck moved - it was caused by the shelves being smashed when my dad's hardware store closed down when I was fourteen.
From that day on, I understood that if I followed the path drawn by others, I would fall to death sooner or later.
So when Lao Zhou kicked open the door of the Internet cafe, I was using a pencil to mark the loopholes in the jungle areas of each team in the new season in the tactical book.
The old captain, who has won two world championship trophies, slapped the contract in front of me with red eyes at this moment: "After watching your live broadcast for three months, who taught you that routine of bypassing the back and blocking the field of view for three seconds?"
I lower my head.
The words "youth training trial" on the contract hurt my eyes.
There is still last month's pay slip lying in the cashier drawer, which is 3,200 yuan, enough to pay for half a month's medication for my mother.
