Chapter 1: Preparation for the second game.
The live speakers blasted with cheers.
Lu Yan took off her headphones and pinched her right wrist with her left hand. She could feel the protruding bone spur with her fingertips.
It was knocked out by the steering wheel three years ago. I didn't go to the hospital and had no money.
On the opposite stage, Hao Gang stood up and raised his hands.
"That's it?
That's it? "
His voice carried through the microphones throughout the venue, carrying an electric cacophony.
Hao Gang turned around and opened his arms to the audience, "I haven't warmed up yet!
This dog collapsed? "
Laughter came from all directions.
Lu Yan lowered her head and stared at the polished WASD keycaps on the keyboard.
In the past three years, this keyboard has played 30,000 games with him, and he has won zero games.
The edges of the keyboard were yellowed with sweat, and several keycaps were cracked.
"Prepare for the second round."
The referee's voice was cold.
Lu Yan raised her head and saw Hao Gang making a gesture towards him - the gesture of cutting his throat.
Hao Gang didn't think it was enough. He walked to the edge of the stage and pointed at Lu Yan's nose: "Lu Yan, is this all you have?
Your father sold you to our team. It has been three years since you joined us, and you haven't even won a training match! "
"All the dogs in our team are better at fighting than you!"
Someone was laughing in the background.
Lu Yan heard whispers and heard the shutter sound of a cell phone taking pictures.
"Okay, okay, let him finish the last game."
Manager Hua Jie's voice came from the background, impatient, "Get out of here after the fight, Dynasty Team doesn't raise waste."
Lu Yan said nothing.
He put his hands on the keyboard.
The sharp pain in his right hand made his little finger tremble.
The team doctor said that if this injury is not treated, the hand will be useless.
