Chapter 315: Can we look forward to it

"An Ting, after the college entrance examination is over, let's go out for a walk, just the two of us..."

It's a preemptive strike.

If we didn’t stress that it was just the two of us, the boy would definitely call out to Bao Weiwei and others.

He is such a person, gentle and persistent.

There is a deep paranoia about the word perfection, like a collection of obsessions.

Looking at the long, straight black figure who suddenly looked back a few steps away, Anting had no expression on his face and said the truth in a joking tone: "Are you going on a date?"

When a man and a woman go out for a walk, isn’t that what dating means?

Hearing the boy's question, Song Ci, who was holding a quarter of a strawberry in his mouth, blushed, stared at it for a while, and said frankly, "Well, yes, do you want to agree?"< br />
An Ting did not answer, but asked: "Can I have something to look forward to?"

In his previous life, as he grew older and lost more and more, Anting had no idea about many things, No one has much expectations for the future.

After being reborn, with the bonus of “prophet” and a second life, the young man’s expectations for many things are also very low.

But at this moment, he issued a soul torture.

Not only asking Song Ci, but also asking myself.

Can I have any expectations?

Song Ci ate the strawberry and smiled sweetly, “Well, please look forward to it.”

…

After bidding farewell to Song Ci, Anting was not in a hurry to go to the dining hall, but went back to the dormitory to take a shower.

It was very hot at noon, I was covered in sweat, and the butter on my body made me feel disgusting, and I couldn’t eat at all.

Take a shower and then eat.

Well, let me talk about one more thing. Anting does sponsor the air conditioning of every classroom and dormitory in No. 1 Middle School, but the senior high school dormitory itself has air conditioning, which has nothing to do with Anting.

The dormitory where the boy was staying was originally a room for five people. Because Zhu Jiajun jumped out of the car to work professionally, there are currently only four people left.

An Ting, Gao Fei, Wang Zihong and Hu Yichang.

When Anting returned to the dormitory, Gao Fei was already reading and studying. This boy who failed to grow up in his previous life really grew up this time and worked hard for the girl he liked.

On the contrary, it was Wang Zihong and Hu Yichang. They had always been other people's children. At this juncture, they were a little slack and sat on the same bed.Read shounen comics.

This situation is actually quite common, that is, the kind of good students who obeyed the rules until the third year of high school, but are a little unable to hold back when it comes to the final step.

“Don’t be too lax!”

Wang Zihong and Hu Yichang responded angrily: “Oh.”

11 noon Half.

After taking a shower, Anting walked out of the dormitory wearing a T-shirt, basketball shorts and slippers. He glanced sideways and saw a short-haired girl leaning in front of the door of the boys' dormitory.

"Cran Liang..."

"Hey, Brother Ting, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Qiao Liang also just took a shower , a loose pure black T-shirt + red basketball pants, and a pair of small slippers. His hair was wet, shining in the midday sun.

“What are you waiting for me to do?” The young man tilted his head.

Qiao Liang answered the question, "What you said this morning was very interesting. I have never heard you say it before. It turns out that after death, people go to the cinema to relive their lives..."

" Idiot, I'm just talking nonsense."

"No, I'm starting to believe it."

"This is Qiao Liang's sincere words.

She didn’t believe in rebirth at first, but suddenly she started to believe it.

Just when Anting didn't know what to say, Qiao Liang showed a heartless smile and said: "After I die, I will also go to the cinema to see it and try to meet him by chance. Anting."

"Crazy..." Anting couldn't help but have a black line on his forehead, "Don't meet me in that place."

The next second.

Qiao Liang returned to the topic, stuffed a small bag of tips into the young man's hand, smiled like a flower, and said: "Here, this is for you!"

"What is this? ?”

He lowered his eyes and looked at the red kit.

"This is the heart of a beautiful girl~"

"Um...what the hell?"

Qiao Liang is still smiling, brightly, He said more seriously: "This is my time tip bag. I want you to keep it for me. When you go back to junior high school to dig up the tip bag, I will also have a sense of ceremony."

"Oh, I I thought you didn't take this matter to heart."

A year ago, Anting said something similar - although Qiao Liang was not from the junior high school in her hometown, she still asked her to go to the tenth As for the annual appointment, ask her to make a time bag and keep it for herself. When the time comes, we can go back together to increase the sense of participation.

　At that time, I promised, but there was no follow-up.

One year passed, and Anting thought she had forgotten.

Unexpectedly, she delayed it until the 100-day swearing-in ceremony in her senior year of high school, and didn’t bring up the old matter again until today.

This girl who looks careless and heartless is actually as clear as a mirror and takes everything into consideration.

A small thing may be remembered for a lifetime.

　“You have to take good care of it for me, just like you would protect your own little Jiji!”

　“So... you are so perverted!”

Hearing something like Jiji from a beautiful girl makes people speechless.

Qiao Liang just kept a careless smile, "Hee hee hee."

Anting looked at this little Jiji, no, a red tip bag.

It’s not a small tip, it’s a bit big.

Judging from the size, if I guess correctly, it should not be a note with something written on it, but a piece of paper with something drawn on it.

That ignorant boy who doesn’t understand people’s hearts and is only late-minded becomes increasingly aware of the thoughts of the people around him.

　"Goodbye!"

　"Yes."

Looking at Qiao Liang's back disappearing on the slope of the school, I remembered Song Ci not long ago Anting gradually realized something when he received a date invitation.

April is when the redbuds bloom, and October is when the sweet-scented osmanthus blooms.

After the college entrance examination, it was June, July and August, sandwiched in between.

It is choice that determines the kind of person we become. It is time for Anting to make a choice.

When you pick up flowers in the morning and evening, which flower should you pick up?

　……

The second mold in April flashed by.

The overall situation is roughly the same and not worth repeating.

The only thing worth mentioning is not on campus, but on the playing field.

The Spring Split is still going on, and Zhu Jiajun’s GT team has entered the playoffs with fourth place in the regular season.

For a complete rookie, playing to this level in the first season is already very impressive.

After winning the last game of the regular season, Zhu Jiajun was interviewed by the e-sports media.

The problem lies in the content of the interview.

The host asked: "Who is your natural hero?"

Zhu Jiajun replied: "Darkly.Night Hunter. "

Host: "Wow, your natural hero is the same as Bath, so who do you think is more powerful, you or his night hunter? "

Zhu Jiajun is still humble at heart, but he has just won the fourth place in the regular season and gained a lot of fans. He is a little inflated and wants to cheer himself up. He bravely said: "I don't think I am better than him. Poor! ! ! ”

Then.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves.

These remarks made many Bath fans take note of them and wait until spring After the game, you must eat green garlic very hard.

Who are you, a white pig, to dare to compare with our God!?

White pig, this is Zhu Jiajun’s black nickname, Because he was fat and white.

Later.

In the playoffs at the end of April, Zhu Jiajun lost the first BO5...

There is indeed a difference between bo3 in the regular season and bo5 in the playoffs. Zhu Jiajun is still too young.

Especially for the GT team, although Bath has retired, the overall style of the team is still there. It is a team with bottom lane as its core.

Always four guarantees and one.

Blue-collar top laner, rhythm jungler, and support mid laner.
< br /> The midfielders and upper junglers are both raising their fathers. No matter how powerful Zhu Jiajun is, he is still unable to survive alone. If he targets BP more and bans a few core shooters, he basically has no chance of winning.

Others in the team The players all have a fan base, and the public opinion environment will not be bad. Zhu Jiajun is the only newbie. Although he has gained some casual fans, he does not have many true fans. The fans' fighting power is too weak, so naturally they have to take the blame; plus Zhu Jiajun had previously offended the fans of bath.

That’s it.

He was attacked from both sides and experienced the first online violence in his career.

Anting was taking the exam at that time Wan Ermo, after learning about this incident, naturally became concerned, "Fat man, are you okay? ”

As the boss of Bibo, Anting can indeed control the comments with just one sentence.

However, there is more than just Bibo in China as an online platform, so he can’t control it.< br />
These difficulties can only be overcome by Zhu Jiajun himself.

“Well, frankly speaking, I am also a person who pays attention to the game. I had expected such a situation. I thought that I I was mentally prepared, but I didn't expect that at this time, I was still a little disappointed. ”

Zhu Jiajun is someone who pays attention to the gaming industry and has some understanding of the public opinion on the Internet.

Although I was mentally prepared, when it came time to get sprayed, it was harder than I imagined.

“Would you like to come back for a walk?”

The spring split is over, and the summer split has not yet started.

In the meantime, you can really go home and stay for a while.

Zhu Jiajun refused, "No, you have to prepare for the college entrance examination, so I won't go back and disturb you. I want to practice in seclusion for two months, and I will be back in the summer games!"
< br />"Oh, I was worrying too much."

An Ting realized that he had underestimated Zhu Jiajun. Although the latter was humble, cowardly, and lacked self-confidence, before embarking on a career path, he should have been a junior. A lot of determination.

An Ting could only leave her best wishes, "Come on! I hope you can become an excellent person next time we meet."

"Yes."