CS: I became Top 1 by grinding my skill level

Chapter 101 Admission Notice

"My brother will be so happy to see you here..."

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Du Sinian was suddenly gently patted on the shoulder, and a middle-aged man leaned in.

Judging from his face, it was Chang Bo, his former teammate who had previously severed ties with Beihai.

With these two standing here at the same time, the answer is obvious.

Clearly, beneath that low mound lies the eternal resting place of Chang Chengyu, the captain of the MG team who once streaked across the sky like a shooting star.

He is not only Chang Bo's older brother, but also the former captain of Beihai, and Du Sinian's mentor in Counter-Strike when he was young.

But... he was so young then, and the story ended abruptly.

When Du Sinian was young, his parents took his older brother and two uncles to South America to start a business, leaving Du Sinian and his younger sister Du Chengzi to be raised by their grandparents in Jinan.

He hadn't seen his parents for two years, and as a primary school student, he became very withdrawn and unsociable.

Quite by chance, he was tricked into an illegal internet cafe by older students while he was being asked for pocket money. A tall, gentle young man slowly walked over and helped the lonely boy out of the predicament.

And so, Du Sinian met Chang Chengyu, who harbored professional dreams.

This older brother patiently guided him into the world of Counter-Strike, making him completely fascinated by the game.

"Back then—I would always sneak off to internet cafes."

"Every time I went there, he would huddle in the back corner, the light from the screen shining softly on his face, making him look very focused—as if the whole world consisted only of him and his CS."

"I stood quietly behind his chair and watched, holding my breath."

"But he always noticed me. Every time he turned around, he would smile sheepishly, as if being disturbed while practicing shooting wasn't a big deal."

"Then they turned on the machine for me, moved out half a chair, and, in a coaxing tone, taught me how to type 1.6 over and over again."

Du Sinian sighed softly, turned to look at Chang Bo, and tried to force a smile, but his lips only twitched weakly.

The smile vanished before it could even take shape, leaving only two clear tear tracks that silently slid down without anyone noticing.

At the time, it seemed ordinary, but now, looking back, all that remains for Du Sinian is a blurry image of light and shadow and a past that can never be returned to.

After their grandfather passed away, their parents were worried about their grandmother taking care of Du Sinian and his sister alone, so they eventually took them to South America.

Anyone needs time to familiarize themselves with an unfamiliar environment.

For children whose minds are not yet mature, adapting to a drastic change in environment is an extremely painful thing. For a long time, Du Sinian was too busy trying to adapt to life abroad to think about anything else.

It wasn't until years later, when he returned home with the slightly worn medal in his hand, that he finally understood: the person who made the promise to him back then was now just a cold cement tombstone.

"Clatter"

The brand-new medal that Du Sinian was holding tightly suddenly lost its grip and fell straight down in front of the stone tablet, making a crisp and lonely metallic sound.

He stared blankly ahead, his vision already blurred.

His lips parted slightly, but no sound came out; only hot tears streamed down his face silently, falling onto the soil at his feet.

"Brother Chengyu, I finally... got... my first medal..."

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Chang Bo remained silent, only gently patting his back with his hand.

The midday sun poured down, casting long shadows of the two people, like two tear streaks.

"Han Tian, ​​you have been admitted to our school to study Business English. Please come to the school to register with this notice."

"Holy crap!! Wow! I never knew Han Tian had this trick up his sleeve?!"

"Damn it... being handsome is one thing, but being this good at games is another. And to top it all off, you're also incredibly good at studying!!"

"You really need to treat me to meals for a month!! Otherwise, jealousy will make me subconsciously attack you."

In early August, the sweltering heat was coming to an end, although the afternoon sun still made the windowsills scorching hot.

However, compared to the scorching heat of July, it has subtly lost some of its venomous edge.

Orange Team Training Room.

Under Ike's relentless questioning, Han Tian finally gave up and showed him a picture of his acceptance letter from his phone.

The admission notice arrived yesterday at noon, which made my mother extremely happy. She took the afternoon off to take Han Tian out to buy him a new outfit.

She then started having a long phone conversation with her colleague, casually steer the conversation toward her child's school admission.

"My son didn't do so well on the college entrance exam... he only got into a 211 university. It's a pity, he was aiming for Haidong University. He's hiding in his room heartbroken right now..."

Han Tian, ​​who was secretly playing on his computer in his room: "??? How come you didn't know I was very sad?"

Hearing her colleague's somewhat insincere blessing, the mother laughed heartily.

"Hey! It's okay. If your kid takes another year, he'll definitely get into a better school than our Tian Tian."

Thinking of the woman who had toiled for him for seventeen years, and seeing the slight relaxation on her face, Han Tian still sighed.

"outside!"

Ike waved his five fingers in front of Han Tian's eyes.

"Don't try to pretend you didn't hear me. You're buying me breakfast for a month!!"

"A month's worth of breakfasts is no problem...but..."

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Han Tian extended a long, slender hand towards Ike. "Where's the college entrance exam bonus?"

"Huh... there are such things?"

Ike was shocked and quickly reached into all ten or so pockets on his body.

After searching for a while, he finally found something, and then placed it in Han Tian's palm with a grin.

"A lollipop? Is that all you have left?"

Ike nodded, his face as thick as a city wall, beaming with pride. "How about it? It's lychee flavored!"

"Um... okay then..."

Although he couldn't figure out what made lychee-flavored lollipops so special, Han Tian knew from his observations that Ike hadn't eaten breakfast for many days.

Every day at noon, as soon as the chef on the second floor arrived, he would rush up to him like a mosquito seeing blood, urging him to hurry up and cook.

"I'm fine with buying you breakfast, but what about your salary? It's all gone so quickly?!"

"Um... well, a few days ago my sister's... my nephew was born, and I was so happy that I sent her a big red envelope..."

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"But you can't possibly give away all your money, can you? You have to keep some for yourself to live on, right?"

Unexpectedly, when Han Tian casually asked a question out of curiosity, Ike started stammering... unable to utter a single word for a long time.

"If you really encounter any difficulties... why don't you tell the captain? At least let him get an advance on his salary to tide you over."

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"No! Don't tell Boss Du..."

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Ike was a little flustered. He seemed to have really encountered some difficulties, but he didn't want Captain Dussinian to know.

"Sigh... Never mind... I'm only telling you this, so don't tell anyone else... That's how it is..."

Seeing that only Han Tian and he were in the training room, Ike tried to lower his voice.

"I have a former teammate... he recently touched something he shouldn't have..."

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