Walking into the internet cafe, Mu Qiu went straight to the front desk and sat down in front of the computer.
He leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.
His mind was still replaying the words someone had said to him during the ten minutes at the supper stall, as well as the heavy footsteps and back view when he left.
Mu Qiu opened his eyes again, his expression calm and indifferent.
He pulled the chair closer, turned on the computer monitor, grabbed the mouse, and opened a browser. After a series of typing on the keyboard, he opened the official homepage of the Chinese server.
The news article that was released a few days ago was still at the most eye-catching position on the homepage.
In just a few days, the number of views of this news article had reached an astonishing number of tens of millions. Most of the players on the Chinese server had probably read it more than once.
This was the first time Mu Qiu opened it.
His gaze fell on the content of the news article as he scrolled down bit by bit.
He read it line by line.
Finally, he closed the homepage.
Mu Qiu's eyes shone.
Previously, at the supper stall, someone had only casually mentioned this matter to him and didn't elaborate much. But now that he had seen this news release with his own eyes, he could easily see the true information hidden under the surface.
A stairway to heaven.
Perhaps someone on the internet had already researched it and shared it with countless netizens, causing a heated discussion.
But he could see it even more clearly.
This was probably the work of the seniors that he respected the most, as well as the higher-ups of the Telecommunications Association.
On the surface, it seemed to be a huge opportunity for all the capable players and passersby on the server.
But the real intention, or rather, the purest and most direct goal —
There was only one goal.
Mu Qiu's eyes drooped slightly.
To restart the "Battle- Victory" from the past.
Indeed, even with the overall strength of the LPL division that had improved by leaps and bounds, even with the core strength of God- Hand of God, Speed Water, and KG, it was still beyond their capabilities to face the huge challenges that someone had mentioned in the new season next year.
Therefore, they needed new strength.
Or rather, they needed some of the strength from the past to be reborn.
But …
Mu Qiu raised his head, his face expressionless.
Did they really think that they could announce to the world that their old team was back just by relying on this new team that they had formed?
Did they deserve it?
…
Min Province, a small town near Xia City.
In a convenience store along the street, the young boss, Zhou Mo, sat in front of the counter and carefully flipped through the day's account book.
Records of shipments and purchases.
Cost and Gross Profit.
He also had to calculate the time and quantity of the next batch of goods.
If it had been four or five years ago, he would have been flustered by these trivial matters. But now, he could deal with them effortlessly without the help of a calculator.
The hand that was once used to hold an esports mouse was now holding a pen and scribbling on an account book.
Time seemed to be able to change many things.
His phone rang.
Zhou Mo stopped checking the accounts, picked up his phone, and glanced at the screen before smiling.
The caller's name was "Ah Xin", and his full name was Zhang Xin. He was the junior high school student he had befriended half a year ago. Now … they could be considered very close friends.
Picking up the phone, Zhou Mo smiled and said, "Hello."
Zhang Xin's excited voice quickly came from the other end of the phone.
"Brother Mo, Brother Mo! What are you doing?! "
Zhou Mo replied, "I'm checking the account book. Have you finished studying at night?"
"Yeah, just finished school. Hey, let's not talk about this. Brother Mo, something big has happened!!"
A fourteen or fifteen-year-old youth always seemed to have an inexhaustible amount of energy and seemed to be able to find everything fresh and curious. He would often make a fuss like this, and Zhou Mo was already used to it. He smiled and asked,
He smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"
The teenager's voice came again, unable to hide his excitement.
"Hey, don't you read the news online?"
"The news release from the national server two days ago! Wow, my phone has been confiscated for the past two days. I just saw it today. It's amazing! "
"The LSPL preliminaries!"
"We have two divisions in Min Province, and there's one in Xia City! It'll start in a month! "
Zhou Mo was stunned. "Is that so?"
It was indeed as Zhang Xin had said. Usually, he was more busy with the trivial work of his convenience store. Occasionally, when he had free time, he would play a game or two with Zhang Xin and his friends. He did not go online and browse forums like ordinary netizens.
So it was only now that he heard the news that shook the national server from Zhang Xin.
Zhou Mo reacted.
"You want to participate?"
Zhang Xin answered quickly on the other end of the phone.
"Of course!
"It's rare for there to be such a large-scale competition, and it's in Xia City!
"If I miss it, I'll regret it for the rest of my life!"
His tone was firm.
But Zhou Mo frowned. "But don't you have to go to school?"
Zhang Xin chuckled over the phone, a little proud. "It's okay. I checked the dates. The preliminaries are on Friday and the sixth. It won't affect me. Besides, if I can really get into the finals later, I can just apply for leave!"
Zhou Mo came to his senses and nodded in understanding, but he still disagreed.
"It's just a competition … school is more important —"
On the other end of the line, Zhang Xin had already interrupted him.
"Hey, Brother Mo, don't talk about this. I've already made up my mind! Besides, I've found my team members. You're the only one missing! "
Huh?
This time, Zhou Mo was really stunned.
"Me?"
Zhang Xin said matter-of-factly.
"That's right!"
Zhou Mo immediately shook his head. "No, no, that's too reckless. How can I do that? Besides … I still have to take care of the shop. Didn't you find your team members?"
Zhang Xin chuckled again. "Yes, we found them. They're my classmates that you met before, Brother Mo. But team members are team members. We're still missing a coach!"
"A coach?"
"That's right! All proper teams need a coach! "
Zhou Mo shook his head again.
"I can't do it … I don't have any experience with coaches."
His attitude was firm.
But he didn't expect Zhang Xin to be even more determined.
"Who said that?"
"Brother Mo, you're too unconfident! Let's not talk about your ability in the game, but when it comes to understanding the game, I think you're much better than me! "
These were sincere words.
Recently, when he was playing Duo with Zhou Mo, he had directly experienced this point. Although he couldn't see much from Zhou Mo's individual skill, in other areas, Zhou Mo's team battles, lane battles, vision, as well as his understanding and judgment of his opponents, all of them made him feel sincerely amazed.
Sometimes, when he listened to Zhou Mo's analysis, he even felt like he was listening to professional commentators and professional players analyzing a professional match live broadcast.
"So —"
Zhang Xin's tone was firm.
"Brother Mo, don't hesitate anymore."
"From today onwards, you're our team's coach!"
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