Chapter 302 I hate students who have no sense of boundaries

Time flies.

　In the blink of an eye.

It’s Double Eleven in 2008.

Another year’s global finals came to an end, and the big devil from the next division won three consecutive championships.

Anting doesn’t pay much attention to these. He does play games, but he is not interested in e-sports, whether in his past life or this life.

Anyway, I just play games and don’t watch games.

It’s just.

The situation is different now.

For Zhu Jiajun’s sake, Anting still searched online for the start time of the spring season. Sure enough, it was in late December, two or three weeks before the Spring Festival.

Before the start of the game, the official or the media that cooperates with the official will conduct interviews with some clubs and their players.

GT is a giant in the domestic e-sports circle, so it has naturally attracted much attention, especially the shooter position in the bottom lane. The previous GT shooter Bath had the title of god, but it was a pity that he was defeated by the big devil and retired. .

And the successor of God...

Previously, all media were speculating that he was a top professional player from other teams.

What people didn’t expect was that when the roster was announced, there was a little-known newcomer on it. He even looked so mediocre, short and fat.

ID——AT.

The official website released the interview video.

Gao Fei probably thought it was fun, so he downloaded this video, took it to school, and played it on the classroom computer.

“Come on, let’s watch the interview with the star of tomorrow!”

As a class cadre, Song Ci originally wanted to stop him, but he was already in his senior year of high school. Seeing this kind of thing in the classroom, people are so angry that they can only acquiesce.

The whole class watches together.

Although Zhu Jiajun has little presence in the class, but he has left to pursue his career and pursue his dreams, his classmates will still pay attention to him.

In the video.

Zhu Jiajun, whom he hadn’t seen for a while, appeared.

Many people hope that a fat man will successfully lose weight and transform into a handsome guy.

In fact, not only did he not lose weight, he even gained weight. He was in good spirits, but he was stuttering and stumbling across the camera. He was obviously unable to handle this kind of situation.

ModeratorAsked: "Please introduce yourself to the audience."

Zhu Jiajun's eyes flickered, but he waved his hand and said: "Hello, my name is Zhu, Zhu Zhu Jiajun, 18 years old this year, game ID He is an AT, and his position is a shooter..."

"What a shy newcomer..."

"Um..."

Zhu Jiajun looked sexy in his clothes The host didn't know where to look and was very embarrassed.

As the host of the game area, he is very experienced. He should be used to this type of otaku, so he doesn’t care much. He continued the interview, "What does your game ID mean?"

A flash of light flashed in Zhu Jiajun’s eyes, and he spoke in a more high-pitched tone, replying: “Well, this is the game ID of a very important friend of mine, he gave it to me.”

"Friendship and stuff, it's great... What are your expectations for your career?"

"I...I...I want to stand on the stage and become a shining star. The person who attracts attention should be the protagonist of life and his own hero."

In words.

That fat man, who had always been humble, actually had a glint in his eyes.

The video is almost here. Other interviews are not important. Anting is relieved - although it is only a short video, he knows that the guy is fine.

As long as the eyes still have light, it means there is no problem.

Just when Anting was relieved about Zhu Jiajun, the outside world was actually not very satisfied with this god's successor.

"What the hell, your GT club is just looking for a pig like this to inherit the mantle of God!?"

"Is it possible?!"

"Forget it as a substitute, why should we start with him?"

"Where did the fat pig come from!?"

First, he denied his appearance, and then questioned his technique.

But...none of this matters.

E-sports, strength speaks for itself.

Everything will be decided after the game starts.

Just as Anting and his classmates were sitting in the classroom using the projector to watch this short interview, they suddenly realized that someone was observing them outside the window.

Turn around and look.

Xu Qingshu secretly observed.JPG!

The upper body is in an autumn plaid shirt, the lower body is denim trousers, and the hair is parted in a three-quarter length, simple and capable.

Song Ci originally thought he wouldI was scolded. As a senior high school student, I used the projector to watch videos that had nothing to do with study during class. "I'm sorry, Teacher Xu, I didn't manage my classmates well!"

Xu Qingshu said calmly: "It doesn't matter... "

"After all, I have taught Zhu Jiajun for a year, so I can understand the emotions of my classmates who care about the dropouts, and I am not so confused about the style.

As Song Ci’s deskmate, Anting also noticed Xu Qingshu’s ulterior motives and asked: “Teacher Xu, why are you staring at me with those squinting eyes?”


"Okay, So is there something wrong?"

"Hmm..." At this point, Xu Qingshu took out a few forms and said not only to Anting, but also to other students in the class: "This is the independent work of Aviation University. The enrollment form just arrived today. Interested students can give it a try. It’s always good to have one more life choice.”

Independent enrollment is a reserved program before the college entrance examination every year.

Before leaving.

Xu Qingshu took another look at Anting and pictured the boy turning into a captain, and was a little moved.

An Ting is not interested, but Gao Fei is a little interested.

I almost forgot, this guy’s dream is to fly a plane.

　……

Autumn turns to winter.

Late December.

About Christmas Day, the spring season started.

Zhu Jiajun’s GT team is about to play its opening match, which is also Zhu Jiajun’s personal debut; the opponent is an e-sports giant that has participated in the World Championship this year and failed to reach the top eight.

Since there is no holiday on Christmas, Anting, Gao Fei, Bao Weiwei and Qiao Liang discussed it and decided to find any reason to take leave and go out to the Internet cafe to watch the game.

Just to see Zhu Jiajun’s debut.

The reason for asking for leave must be that the Eight Immortals crossing the sea have their own magical powers.

Needless to say, Qiao Liang was not in good health to begin with. She could leave school at any time as long as she asked.

Anting’s reason for taking leave was a cold.

The reason for Gao Fei’s leave was that a relative was getting married.

Bao Weiwei’s reason is that her parents miss her.

In the office, Xu Qingshu looked at the reasons on the leave requests, and couldn't help but feel a black line on his forehead - did these bastards think of themselves as fools? What are the reasons...? !

What makes Xu Qingshu even more helpless is...

Song Ci is here.

"Song Ci, are you...sick too?"

She held a piece of leave request, folded her legs, twisted and stammered: "Xu Teacher, I...my aunt is here."

Growing up, Song Ci has never even pretended to be sick. She didn't expect to pretend to be sick just to watch Zhu Jiajun's game, and she even used an unnatural reason. .

After some helpless mental struggle, Xu Qingshu stopped pretending and opened the skylight to speak frankly.

Looking at the boy and girl in front of him, he sighed and said helplessly: "So... you want to watch Zhu Jiajun's game, right?"

No. go to the scene.

The competition was held in City S. I was just watching the live broadcast.

Mobile phones these days are not very good, and you need a computer to watch a clear live broadcast.

So I can’t stay in school.

A group of people headed by Anting nodded and said: "Yes."

It's not that Xu Qingshu didn't pay attention to Zhu Jiajun, she naturally knew that person's first match today. Xiu, thinking briefly, asked: "What time will the game be played?"

Anting replied: "Seven o'clock..."

"How long will the game be played?"

"Best of three games, one and a half hours if short; two and a half hours if long." As he spoke, Anting, a tall and thick man, looked awkward and cute, his eyes shining with anticipation. look.

All of a sudden, Song Ci and others were disgusted, and they even had goosebumps. Don't be like this, a tall boy who is 1.83 meters tall. It's really not suitable for acting cute.

On the contrary, Xu Qingshu was actually cute.

"Don't ask for leave. Go to the radio station to watch the game tonight...and study hard after watching it!" Although Xu Qingshu looked impatient and helpless, she was sincere and full of enthusiasm. Pamper.

As the time spent together increased, Xu Qingshu understood more and more why this boy named Anting was so popular. Apart from his appearance, he had a unique charm.

After hearing Xu Qingshu’s words, several students gathered around, hugged Xu Qingshu, and frantically posted them.

Xu Qingshu was helpless.

"I hate students who have no sense of boundaries"

Let me tell you one thing

The author is a bit busy in November and may not be able to stabilize Update

Sorry!

　Sorry! !

Sorry! ! !