Chapter 5696: stunned

Shang Yang: "..."

real or fake?

Based on his rank, those who can match him randomly are all masters, and the

one standing opposite him at the moment is just a few years old.

Furthermore, when he is randomly matched, he always uses a small number, never

a large number. Even if this child really matches him, how can he be sure that

it is him?

Huo Zhongqi saw the suspicion in his eyes: "What I said is true, your trumpet

is SHANG, right?"

"The trumpet is called SHANG, and the big one is called YANG?" Qin Junye

smiled and said, "Isn't it Shang Yang? Brother Shang, you really have no

creativity at all. Your trumpet is too easy to decipher, right?"

"How do you know that my trumpet is SHANG?" Shang Yang was even more puzzled.

"I analyzed it!" Huo Zhongqi looked calm, but he could see that his expression

and voice carried the self-confidence and pride unique to children of this

age, "I have watched your game in the team and studied it. After matching your

tactics and techniques with your trumpet, I analyzed your tactics and

techniques and found that you are the same person."

Shang Yang: "..."

I understand every word, but they seem to be completely incomprehensible when

combined... Or, I can’t believe it if I understand it.

"It's true!" Xiao Shumiao said proudly: "My brother Qiqi is a genius, and he

never forgets. And my brother Qiqi is a technology emperor and an analysis

emperor. My brother Qiqi has never analyzed things. Will be wrong!"

Shang Yang was dumbfounded.

If he was not a party to this incident, he would almost suspect that the scene

before him was a tricky show directed by a certain TV show.

After a while, he nodded and said, "Yes, my trumpet is SHANG."

"Wow!" Qin Junye sighed: "It's really fate to meet thousands of miles away!"

Shang Yang: "..."

I have the fate to meet for thousands of miles. Is that used?

It seems...can be used like this?

Little Sapling looked at Shang Yang: “Big brother, can’t you play games

anymore?”

"It's not that I can't play games anymore," Shang Yang looked at him: "I can't

play professional games anymore. Professional opponents require very high

speed and accuracy. After my finger is injured, it doesn't affect my daily

life, but it doesn't. To cope with the high intensity of the competition, the

sensitivity of my fingers is far less than before, and I will no longer be a

professional e-sports player in the future."

To cut the future of a person is like killing a parent.

Although Cao Zhao just let people break his finger, what was broken was his

beautiful future.

If he hadn't missed his father, he wouldn't be able to afford it. He would

like to die with Cao Zhao.

"It's so pitiful..." Xiao Shumiao'er looked at sympathetically and asked: "If

I can get a good doctor, can it be cured? My sister Ya'er has a very good

medical skills. I ask sister Ya'er to help you treat your fingers, OK?"

"No need..." Shang Yang shook his head: "I was suspended for being slandered

by Cao Zhao for fighting and fighting. Even if my fingers returned to their

peak state, I couldn't go back to play the game. Moreover, my finger was

broken and injured. It’s very serious. Even the best doctors can’t restore it

to its original state. The golden age of e-sports players is only a few years.

When I entered the industry, I was not young anymore. I was suspended for two

years. The injury on the finger... Even if I return to the game, I won’t be

who I was..."

(End of this chapter)