After training for several months, I have trained a certain amount of muscle memory and my sensitivity to games has also increased a lot.

For example, when Yang Dianfeng played Guan Yu before, he might have turned his head, because his fingers did not keep up, causing the charge bar to disappear.

Or after activating the ultimate move, you cannot start charging in the shortest time, and you can never catch that time point.

Not now.

Whether it is Yang Dianfeng or Shu Qianxia, ​​everyone is much more familiar with most heroes than in October last year.

The skill combo connection is more leisurely and smooth than before.

It’s just that progress is progress, while they grow and make progress, others cannot stand still.

Some people are walking slowly, some are walking quickly, and some are trotting. After all, they are moving forward.

Generation after generation, the latter generation stepped on the shoulders of the previous generation and saw a wider scene.

This is a healthy development.

Some people can't climb up, so they simply pull off the ladder and prevent the people behind from going up again.

Someone has reached the top and doesn't want others to step on their shoulders. Every time they come up, they pierce their palms with swords, causing them to fall violently.

In this way, it will always stagnate, and it will be difficult to see a broader world and be self-confidence.

This is what Zhou Fan realized from recent events.

Combining what Zhong Xiaonian and Gu Pan said, Zhou Fan already knew why he was targeted.

He is too strong!

He is the person who has the most hope to lead Huaxia E-sports abroad, so he wants to ruin him.

But he didn't understand why.

If someone really doesn’t like the development of e-sports and doesn’t want to be an industry like domestic travel.

So have the things they do not receive permission and recognition from the superior departments?

Whether it is to erase traces or make people disappear... these are black areas and are explicitly prohibited.

Do the people above really don't know?

Who was the executor back then?

Why did the current wind direction completely change and start to support the development of e-sports?

These questions were carefully hidden in the corner of Zhou Fan's heart and never told Du Ruoxue.

Zhou Fan exhaled heavily and turned around and walked out of the conference room.

It has been very difficult to go along the way, and the next thing to do is even more complicated.

A gentleman works hard and a villain works hard. The more he thinks, the more difficult he finds it becomes.

...

Anji City.

Ye Tao glanced at the phone and another message from the bank.

This is the fourth month.

Starting from November, there will always be an inexplicable amount of money every month at non-fixed time and directly into his card.

He had asked at the bank, and the bank said that no one had reported the bill, so it was probably because he had transferred the wrong one.

Ye Tao wanted to transfer the money back, but the bank said that the transferor's information was privacy and he could not tell him all the information, which made him unable to even transfer it back.

The amount is quite large, 20,000.

Next to him, Zhou Fan's mother in her previous life picked up his cell phone and sighed after seeing the text message.

"Old Ye, what's going on? Why do people keep sending you money? Have you done something outside?"

Ye Tao shook his head. He went to work honestly every day and did not have time to make up the mess.

"Does the bank refuse to help us return the same way? Tell me, this person is also very heart-warming. He has been transferring so much money for four consecutive months, but he didn't find anything wrong?"

"I have a feeling that this may be either a wrong call, or it should be called to us on purpose. Maybe we have made a note at the bank and we won't be allowed to turn back. Otherwise, there would be such a fool in the world, and this is 80,000 yuan, so there is no hurry at all." Ye Tao complained.

Ye’s mother smiled and said, “If it’s just for me to be transferred to you and I’m scolded by you now, how sad it will be. Okay, Lao Ye, think about it carefully, did you lend money to others before, but now that they have money, I’ll return it to you in this way. Remember, I’ll do it first.”

Ye’s mother put down her cell phone and walked into the room.

Ye Tao leaned against the pillow and the corner of her mouth sank, "Have you gone to clean up his room again?"

"If I want to tell me, everyone has left long ago, I probably forgot that there is still his home here. Why are you still trying to do this?"

Ye's mother was silent and did not respond to him.

She walked into the room. This small room was where Ye Yan had lived before.

From bed sheets to sheets, to posters and stickers on the walls, to bookshelf textbooks on the desk, they are all things he has used.

She knew very well that her son might never come back.

But she still tried her best to keep it the same place, just to leave a little last thought for herself.

"What if Yan'er comes back? He will definitely be very sad when he sees that his bed is gone at home, right?"

Mrs. Ye wiped her tears and wiped the dust on the table with a rag.

...

Xia Yufeng got off the hosting station and looked at the seat of the RG team.

Zhou Fan and the others have been sitting here for the past three days.

After being eliminated yesterday, Xia Yufeng wanted to go over and comfort Zhou Fan, but there was still a competition later. After the hosting, there was still a lot of work to discuss. By the time Xia Yufeng finished his work, Zhou Fan and his team had already taken a plane back to Haishi, and their movements were very fast.

What's more, there is Du Ruoxue next to Zhou Fan, so why do you need her to comfort me?

Xia Yufeng returned to the backstage, took off his 15cm high heels, rubbed his heels that had been standing for a day, and his legs were round and smooth.

She hugged her knees and hugged her chair until the assistant in the dressing room came over and found her in the darkness.

...

After spending the Spring Festival in China, Wu Yue flew to Kangaroo Island on the other side of the ocean.

She is still in high school and has a lot of free time every day.

Compared with domestic high school students, foreign junior high school students are simply too relaxed.

In the afternoon, class was early, and she was bored and took out her cell phone again.

It has been several months since the incident of falling from my home.

She occasionally remembered the brother Zhou Fan she met before, but she did not regard him as an indispensable figure in her life.

Life is like a journey against the enemy, and everyone is a pedestrian.

Wu Yue turned his head and looked at the beautiful woman next to him.

Shawl black hair, red frame eyes.

"Sister Xiao Ling, thank you for accompanying me here~ You are the best!"

Ling Yuyun closed the computer and reached out to rub Wu Yue's head: "Even if you say that, you can only eat a glass of ice cream later. Now it's about to fall, the weather is cold and you are prone to colds."

Wu Yue pouted: "I want to take back what I just said!"

Ling Yuyun smiled and said nothing.

She remembered the man she met several months ago that touched her heart.

What is he doing now?

...

Between the two green mountains, green water passes around the waist.

There are houses deep in the green mountains, and smoke from cooking is curling, accompanied by clouds and mist, which transform into various shapes...

"Is Zhao Xiaoling here?"
Chapter completed!