Playing games is work, falling in love is life.
One has a smooth academic dream in a top university, and the other is a fringe ob in a traffic team fishing for ADC. When you wake up from your dream at midnight, will you still miss it? Do you still think of the rental house that once had bare walls? Do you still think of those ambiguities that seem to be there and not at all?
Teammates who have been around for such a long time will turn out to be unclear, and a manager who was once so good will secretly think about finding a substitute. The reality is like a puddle of old vinegar, fermenting into an unpleasant smell.
In the beginning, it was really just to make money, but I gave away, made money, lost, and was scolded. I didn't make much money, but I still wanted to continue playing. It turns out that e-sports is really a long fever.
What's even more annoying is that the same goes for secret love.
The reason that falls apart at the first sight, makes me want to cry when I hug her.
If you can't see each other's hearts face to face, why are you writing about my dream girl in private?
Note: 1. Ppl, mutual attack and double clean;
2. In the e-sports setting, there are more male supporting characters;
3. The game background is League of Legends. The competition version refers to S11-S14. The schedule is not completely comparable to the LPL and the World Championship. There is little game description;
4. There are warnings about toilet talk and bar friends hitting on men;
5. It is essentially a memoir of strings and pursuits.
Intention: Chasing competition is a lifelong sequelae
