Don’t Be Afraid, Let’s Do It Together (E-sports) - Chapter 20

He only thought about saying this sentence, but didn’t actually say it.

Genius, this person, should still have some impression on their generation. When the later players ask about him, they probably can’t find any information.

Jiang Song retired half a year ago, now 24 years old. Seven years ago, when he just squeezed into the starting lineup of SUS, he was only 17 years old.

He had good talent, strong awareness, and was hardworking enough. At that time, he had been in the youth training for almost two years, and then he directly surpassed the substitute and filled the vacant jungle position in SUS.

Around the same time, a little boy came in. He was particularly short and looked like he had just graduated from elementary school. This was later known as Genius.

It is said that Genius had no understanding of the profession before entering the youth training, but with a stubborn determination, he came to seek refuge without even bringing his bank card or ID card.

At that time, the manager actually didn’t want him because he was just a kid who didn’t understand anything, and he didn’t even have a bank card or ID card. But he refused to leave the lobby and shouted that he wanted to play professionally.

SUS is not an orphanage or a nursery. The manager wouldn’t dare to take on this trouble, and he immediately wanted to have him sent to the police station.

Later, it was Genius himself who proposed to play against someone that impressed the manager and changed his mind.

Jiang Song only had a few interactions with Genius. Although they were both from the same youth training camp, one was the successor who was seen, and the other was a newcomer to the profession. Their trajectories were completely different, but the only thing in common was that they were both called geniuses.

One was a genius jungler, and the other was a genius mid laner.

When Jiang Song met him a few times, Genius was just a kid who didn’t even know what a one yuan equation was, and he hadn’t attended school for more than a few days. When asked about Bing Xin’s real name, he could only answer with something like “extremely cold storm”.

He even privately asked the manager if he would be arrested for kidnapping a child.

Both were geniuses, but their treatment was completely different.

Jiang Song knew how to cooperate and could maximize the team’s benefits. He was a qualified professional player and team captain.

However, nenius’s gameplay was like everyone on the team was dead. He disregarded cooperation and was like a stubborn bull that couldn’t be pulled back by eight horses.

But Jiang Song had to admit that the kid had better talent than him at the beginning, as shown by his strong awareness, but he had spent almost two years in the youth training program.

Meanwhile, it only took genius a year and a half to develop from a beginner to a near-starter.

Jiang Song was SUS’s starting mid-laner of his generation, but only he and Wind Shadow knew that this mid-lane position should have belonged to genius.

Wind Shadow was actually supposed to be promoted from the substitute position at that time. After all, the kid was young, and the intense competitions and training might be too much for his body to handle.

Unexpectedly, the kid disappeared just before he was about to join Jiang Song as a starter.

Only the manager knew the reason, but he didn’t tell anyone.

The time has been long, and Jiang Song couldn’t remember exactly how long ago it was, only that it was in April seven years ago.

The two of them had some contact, and in his impression, Genius was a very shy child. Every time he saw Jiang Song, he would blush and smile at him. He had a chubby face and a small red mole on his forehead, like a porcelain doll.

Later, Jiang Song tried to contact him, but all the contact information had been deleted. When he checked the game, they weren’t even game friends anymore.

Genius was really ruthless.

Unexpectedly, when he saw this ID on the little streamer’s friend list, Jiang Song’s heart was filled with mixed emotions.

Genius was a true genius. If he had stayed back then, the legend of SUS wouldn’t have been just a single “Praise.”

It was only when he saw this ID that Jiang Song realized why he often felt familiar with the little streamer. He was very similar to Genius who first joined the team.

They both liked to use honorifics, and their playstyles were also very isolated, but they were not the same person.

Overall, compared to that little genius, the small streamer is much inferior, although he is also excellent, he can’t even compare to Wind Shadow.

It’s just some similarities, and besides, genius should be 20 years old now, while the small streamer is only 19.

“Not much, just a professional player I used to know,” said Jiang Song.

Xie Yao locked in a mage Diao Chan in the game and looked a little lost when he saw Jiang Song’s message.

When the countdown beep sounded in the game, he slowly said, “I don’t know when I added this person, it’s been several years, we used to play games together a lot, but then he suddenly stopped talking to me.”

He explained, and the two didn’t say much.

The barrage was very lively.

: Surprise! What kind of riddle are you guys playing? I can’t understand what Boss and Yao Yao are talking about more and more!

: You guys already have your own secrets and code words?

: What professional player? Are there professional players in King of Glory whose names I don’t know?

: Genius means genius. Wow, this person is so narcissistic.

: Hahaha, genius, praise, I suddenly sense some CP vibes for no reason!

: Just ship whatever you see.

Xie Yao and Jiang Song played duo queue all night and even talked about the King of Glory live streaming tournament. Many streamers received invitations from the platform today. The streamers who decided to participate would usually inform their fans in advance so that they could gather more support.

If Xie Yao said he would participate, it meant he would definitely participate, and his fans excitedly expressed their support.

Although this competition is based on the points system of the Peak Tournament, it still depends on luck in the end.

The platform will issue unified accounts during the competition. During the Peak Tournament, participants can only match with the same participating account, and the strength of the matched teammates can only depend on luck.

As we all know, Xie Yao has always had bad luck.

In addition, there are additional points for the competition. The organizer will calculate the real-time amount of rewards for each stage, and the first place will get additional points.

Xie Yao’s fans said they would start saving money now. If Xie Yao really has an accident, they will use their money to help him get the first place.

Xie Yao laughed and cried at the same time.

“My skills won’t fail. You should keep your money to buy skins for yourself.”

Jiang Song lives in the old house in City B.

In recent years, his parents have gradually started to delegate power. It just so happens that Jiang Song retired and came home, and the company’s documents have almost started to be brought to him. If it weren’t for other senior executives also handling it, Jiang Song wouldn’t be able to relax like this.

The old house used to be where the whole family lived together, but the grandparents were abroad, and his parents left the company to the shareholders and their son, and went on a happy trip.

Maybe they suddenly remembered, in the morning Jiang Song received a call from his father, asking him to go and check on his mentor.

“Your teacher had a birthday a few days ago, I forgot about it when I went to watch the sunrise with your mom. Anyway, you have seen him when you were a kid, just help your dad pay a visit.”

Jiang Song had been increasingly unwilling to move since retiring, and he refused without even thinking about it.

Jiang’s father’s teacher was someone Jiang Song knew about.

Although Jiang’s father had the family company to inherit, he did not follow the path of a businessman himself.

His father majored in Chinese in university, and there were two professors who were husband and wife. Jiang’s father became their student, and they were very close even after graduation for many years.

Jiang Song had met them, but only once or twice when he was a child.

“Go and check on your father’s teacher. Her husband passed away many years ago, and now she’s alone in a nursing home with no one to take care of her. As a student, you should visit her often. You’re my son, and I can’t go. If you don’t go, who will?”

Jiang Song refused for a long time, but in the end his father made the decision for him and hung up the phone after giving him the address.

Jiang Song stared at the address sent in the message, his expressionless face gazing at it for a long time.

An hour later, he appeared at the entrance of a well-known sanatorium in B city, carrying a large bag.

The security guard saw that he had an extraordinary bearing and was carrying a lot of things, so he politely asked who he was looking for, just like he did with the other regular visitors.

“A13, Ms. Tao Yi,” Jiang Song said.

The security guard immediately knew who he was looking for. “Oh, you’re here to see Teacher Tao. Go ahead, register with your ID here and someone will show you the way inside.”

It was clear that many people here knew Ms. Tao Yi, and after Jiang Song registered, the security guard let him in.

The sanatorium had a good environment, and Jiang Song followed the staff member carrying his belongings, surveying his surroundings.

It was indeed a place that cost tens of thousands of dollars per month, and both the environment and the people made one feel very comfortable.

“Here we are.” The staff member led Jiang Song to a small villa and rang the doorbell.

The sanatorium is actually a large area of villas, with each ward being an independent house that is decorated according to the preferences of the residents or patients.

Surrounding the small villa of Ms. Tao, there were flowers planted all around, blooming in between the green leaves, full of vitality at a glance.

A woman dressed in casual clothes opened the door for them, took a glance at Jiang Song, and asked, “May I ask who you are in relation to Ms. Tao?”

Jiang Song was well-prepared, he explained his identity while taking out the materials entrusted by his father. The woman took the items and confirmed the information and identity before letting him in.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Song found that the villa, though large, was not spacious. Flowers were blooming everywhere in a wild and unrestrained manner, almost chaotic and completely unrestricted to the small garden visible outside, with branches and twigs growing wildly.

What was even more surprising was that there were people everywhere in the house.

“Mr. Jiang is also surprised, right? These are all relatives entrusted by Ms. Tao.” The woman who opened the door smiled and said.

The sanatorium is actually a large villa area, with each ward being an independent house that is decorated according to the preferences of the residents or patients.

Mrs. Tao’s small villa is surrounded by flowers, with large blooms opening up among the green leaves, giving the impression of abundant life.

A woman in ordinary clothes opened the door for them, and after glancing at Jiang Song, she asked, “May I ask who you are to Mrs. Tao?”

Jiang Song was prepared and explained his identity while taking out the materials his father entrusted to him. The woman took the items and, after verifying the information and identity, opened the door for him.

Once inside, Jiang Song was surprised to find that despite the large size of the villa, it was not spacious. The flowers seemed to be growing wild and scattered throughout the entire house, not just limited to the small garden visible outside, with branches and stems growing out of control.

What was even more surprising was that the house was filled with people.

“Mr. Jiang must also be surprised, right? These are all relatives of Mrs. Tao’s who have asked to stay here,” the woman who opened the door smiled and said.

“Mrs. Tao likes lively surroundings and flowers, and even when she’s sick, she still loves them. So her grandson pays extra every month and has us find people to stay at her house to create a lively atmosphere for Mrs. Tao.”

Every time she saw Mrs. Tao smile, she felt that Mrs. Tao had a very good grandson who was willing to spend so much money and energy to take care of her.

Jiang Song nodded, realizing that his father’s teacher was living well, and his father could finally rest assured.

When Jiang Song saw Mrs. Tao, he could hardly believe she was someone suffering from Alzheimer’s disease.

When he arrived, Mrs. Tao was sitting in a wheelchair, being pushed by a young girl, cutting flower branches with scissors. The girl made the cut flowers into bouquets and placed them in vases.

Despite having white hair and a kind and loving expression on her face, even sitting in a wheelchair, the old woman exuded an air of learnedness.

Jiang Song was not familiar with Mrs. Tao, so he approached her, said hello, and put down the items, but she did not pay any attention to him.

The woman who opened the door apologized to him, “Mrs. Tao is probably not feeling well today.”

“It’s okay,” Jiang Song shook his head.

Only during conversation can you tell that this is an elderly person who is sick.

Jiang Song patiently explained his intentions, emphasizing his father’s name many times. Fortunately, the old lady still retained some impression of her former student, and a smile appeared on her face.

“You’re Jiang Song, right?”

Jiang Song looked up in surprise when he heard the old lady suddenly speak. According to her current condition, she shouldn’t have recognized him.

In the end, the young girl who had been staring at his face for a long time suddenly realized who he was and explained it to him.

“So it’s you. You’re the professional gamer, right? The grandson of Mrs. Tao really likes you and often mentions your name to her. We have shown her many of your photos and videos.”

“The old lady has a very deep impression of many things related to her grandson. It’s unexpected that she was the one who recognized you first when you appeared in front of us.”

The girl couldn’t help but laugh.

“I didn’t expect it to be such a coincidence,” Jiang Song raised his eyebrows.

He didn’t stay long in the nursing home. After learning about the old man’s recent condition, he chatted with Mrs. Tao for a while.

Although most of the time Mrs. Tao just smiled gently, Jiang Song was still very patient when he spoke. His sharp appearance formed a sharp contrast.

Jiang Song directly made a video call with his father from the nursing home. The background on the other end was still covered in white snow, and his parents were dressed in thick down jackets.

He held up his phone and let his father chat with the old man face to face for a while.

The two father and son had completely opposite personalities on the surface, with one being gentle and elegant and the other being as hard as a rock. But at this moment, they unexpectedly had similarities.

When they finally hung up the phone, Jiang Song’s father couldn’t help but sigh, “Time flies so fast. At that time, I was still a student, and the teachers were still young. Now you’re all grown up, and the teacher is the only one left, and she has this illness.”

Jiang Song glanced at the nursing home and said, “She’s doing well now. According to the staff, the old woman’s grandson is very filial.”

Jiang’s father vaguely remembered what his mentor’s grandson looked like, but that was when he was only a few years old.

“When he was a kid, he was like a little monkey. He’s grown up a lot now.”

The teacher’s son and daughter-in-law passed away early, leaving behind a child and an old woman. To be able to live like this now, Jiang’s father could imagine how difficult it must have been.

By the time he found out about it, it had been a long time. The child was too stubborn and had never thought of seeking help from an adult.

“Okay, say goodbye to the teacher. My signal is unstable here. I’ll call you back later. Bye.”

Jiang Song hung up the phone, greeted the staff at the nursing home, and said he wanted to leave.

The young girl was called to escort him out.

As they reached the door, Jiang Song suddenly asked, “What’s the name of the old person’s grandson?”

The girl thought for a moment, “He came a few days ago, let me think, I think his last name is Xie…”

“His name is Xie Yao.”

Author’s Note:

The child used to live a difficult life, but now that he has met Jiang Song, things will become sweeter.