Chapter 65 Some are happy and some are sad

Although there are occasionally some harmless minor setbacks, there is no doubt that the popularity of League of Legends when it was launched was phenomenal.

Even because its configuration requirements are affordable enough, the number of users alone basically crushes the situation when Honor was first launched.

At least judging from the revenue on the first day of the server opening, even if the subsequent league cannot be successfully organized, the game revenue alone can be considered a huge success.

But the smile doesn't disappear, it just shifts.

Tenghai’s employees can laugh happily without restraint, but some people can’t laugh.

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Zhang Xinjie pushed the door open and entered the training room. As expected, he saw only Han Wenqing sitting in front of the computer.

It is the off-season now, and even a team known for its strict management will not require players to stay at the base for training during this period.

Only a stubborn person like Han Wenqing would sit in front of the computer every day like he did during the competition period.

Zhang Xinjie didn't say much. He closed the door carefully and stood quietly at the door waiting for Han Wenqing to finish his training.

But soon, he felt something was wrong.

Although he couldn't see Han Wenqing's computer screen from his angle, he was very familiar with Han Wenqing and his Desert Smoke, and he keenly felt that something was wrong.

Han Wenqing's mouse clicking frequency was a bit too high. At the same time, the operating area of ​​his left hand on the keyboard seemed to be limited to the left half of the keyboard.

This mode of operation is not like glory, but more like...

Zhang Xinjie's pupils shrank slightly. Without caring about anything else, he walked lightly to Han Wenqing's side and looked at the computer screen.

I saw an angry prehistoric giant crocodile using its ultimate move to swim among the five people on the opposite side. The four children were howling as they watched their big father, the devil, coming.

As Han Wenqing finally used a red fury W to kill the last squishy at the right time, the opponents with broken hearts decisively and unanimously clicked the surrender button.

"Victory!"

"Huh——" Han Wenqing let out a long sigh, stretched his wrist, raised his head, and saw Zhang Xinjie looking at him with a smile.

"You played very well. In the first game on the top lane, Ye Xiu was beaten so badly by Xiao Shiqin that he didn't even dare to leave the tower." Zhang Xinjie nodded teasingly.

Han Wenqing's facial muscles twitched slightly, and he changed the subject: "What is he playing?"

"What a crap job... Desert Reaper, against Xiao Shiqin's Hand of Noxus."

"That's not surprising. The Desert Reaper was relatively weak in the early stages and had no power to fight back against the Hand of Noxus."

Han Wenqing made a comment subconsciously, and then the corners of his mouth twitched again.

It seems that there is indeed a lot of fun.

"What's the matter?" Han Wenqing's face turned red and he changed the subject.

When talking about business, Zhang Xinjie's smile faded a little: "Over at Tyranny, the number of active people has decreased again today, and some have even chosen to quit the club."

Although it is indeed one of the three noble guilds, it is impossible for Tyranny to allow the entire guild to be employed by the club.

Otherwise they can't afford the wages.

The vast majority of players are really just players.

Since they are players, we cannot ask them to stay in the game perpetually.

Now that League of Legends is online, players who were almost driven crazy by Honor of Kings' three-year dormancy have almost no hesitation in embracing the new game in large numbers.

Now, it is even harder to collect Tyranny’s materials.

But it is true. After all, even if it is collected, it is still unclear whether it can be used next season.

Han Wenqing was silent for a while after hearing this, then nodded: "I understand."

It goes without saying that next season will be a difficult season regardless of whether the system is changed or not.

As one of the few steadfast people who stayed in the alliance, he had already realized this.

But...is he really that determined?

Zhang Xinjie suddenly turned the topic back to League of Legends: "How does it feel to play?"

Han Wenqing was stunned for a moment, and after a long while, he replied: "It does make sense that Ye Xiu would choose to give up Glory for it."

This typical QD man can't say anything fancy, maybe this is the highest praise he can give to a game that can be said to be "hostile". Obviously, the operation of League of Legends is much simpler than that of Honor of Kings, but he just has such a feeling:
This game has greater possibilities than Honor.

"So what? Do you want to try to change? If Ye Xiu can do it, I believe you can too." Zhang Xinjie suddenly asked directly, his tone sincere.

"In fact, the entire Tyranny is waiting for your decision."

This is a fact.

In the past ten years of operation, Tyranny has unknowingly become an extension of Han Wenqing's will.

Although Han Wenqing is focused on Glory and does not manage too many things, as long as he wants, his ability to control the club is even greater than that of Wang Jiexi and Yu Wenzhou.

For nearly ten years, he has been the soul of Tyranny, one man and one city.

From the boss and manager to the online game staff, almost everyone respects his decision.

Han Wenqing's gaze rarely blurred for a moment, and he pursed his lips tightly.

In the end, he did not answer, but sat back in his gaming chair, closed the League of Legends client, and returned to the boring Honor training ground to continue practicing.

Seeing that he seemed to be resisting, Zhang Xinjie shook his head and walked out.

But just as he reached the door, he heard Han Wenqing's voice coming from behind him:
"Hold on for another year." Han Wenqing's tone was a little light, far from his usual strong tone.

To be honest, even Han Wenqing himself couldn't explain why he wanted to persevere.

For honor? Not really. After the Samsara incident, the value of the championship has basically dropped to the bottom.

For the sake of sentiment? A little, but after so many years of fighting day after day in the Glory with few updates, the sentiment has been worn away.

Ten years of wild growth had turned Honor into a game that was not worth remembering, but he still couldn't make up his mind to turn around and leave.

Zhang Xinjie was stunned for a moment after hearing Han Wenqing's words, then smiled and nodded: "I understand."

For Han Wenqing, who has always been stubborn, this is almost his biggest concession.

As for waiting one more year, at most I can just consider it as accommodating this old man's little capriciousness.

One year? Even if it was given to that guy Ye Xiu, so what?

……

Obviously, not every club can have the same united atmosphere as Team Tyranny.

Chu Yunxiu looked at the boy in front of her who was only about thirteen or fourteen years old.

The boy was still wearing Blue Rain's youth training uniform. Although he looked sunny and cheerful, he was obviously a little restrained in his new environment.

He was visibly stunned when he saw her, then bowed awkwardly: "Hello, Captain."

At this moment, Chu Yunxiu just wanted to raise her middle finger at the damn management.

No, whose child is this?
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(End of this chapter)