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"Season [-], the championship, Team Hundred Blossoms!"

Something exploded in my ears, and immediately, it was like a ball of cotton was covered, buzzing, and I couldn't hear it clearly.

An Nian subconsciously looked to her side, because she knew that Zhang Jiale would always be by her side, no matter what time it was.

Then, she saw Zhang Jiale's smiling face, which was brighter than she had ever seen before. Tears were still shining in his eyes, what a crybaby. When that person left two years ago, he secretly shed tears.

From the second season to the seventh season, from teenagers to youths, we finally won the championship and realized our dreams.

An Nian looked at the audience, not only Zhang Jiale was crying, but many of them were also crying.

Many fans of our team and everyone in the guild cried.

We missed the championship twice, and Sun Zheping was injured and retired. After so much, we finally won the championship.

We are very happy to have won the championship.

Even though the scene was very lively and deafening, I clearly heard someone asking me: "Are you really happy?"

Happy, of course happy, the boring contact day after day, the tactical inventory again and again, for so many years, isn't this what it is for?How many people want this championship, how could they be unhappy?

"Really?" the voice asked firmly, "So, do you still love Glory?"

Faced with this question, An Nian couldn't answer quickly.

Do I still love Glory?

She thought about it for a long time, I don't know, maybe...

She looked at Zhang Jiale, it was so lively, but Zhang Jiale could still feel her gaze, and looked over accurately, as if he had a heart.

Maybe I can't accompany you anymore, because I don't love Glory anymore.

She clearly saw that the corners of Zhang Jiale's mouth froze, he understood.

Then, he raised the corner of his mouth again. The scene just now seemed to be a hallucination, but Anian knew it was not a hallucination. The soft feeling on his head told her that he understood.

The awards ceremony was going on, and people were watching, but he focused on stroking her head. He had touched her head countless times before, but this time, his movements were extremely gentle and slow, with nostalgia and comfort .

She seemed to hear him saying: "It's okay, it's okay, I'll be fine, don't worry."

I'm sorry, Zhang Jiale.

Thank you, Zhang Jiale.

Suddenly, all the lights dimmed, and there was silence around her, as if An Nian was the only one left.

An Nian was a little afraid, but gradually, she became less afraid. Without training, without the expectations of others, and the pressure of becoming a champion, she felt very relaxed.

She fell asleep, maybe because she was tired, she always went to the first one to train, and she had to practice until late at night, because what she was carrying was Sun Zheping's unwillingness, and Zhang Jiale's desire for victory, once she fell , Zhang Jiale will be alone and helpless, so he must be strong.

When she woke up, she found herself lying on a piece of grass, and she covered her eyes with her hands.

The sun was dazzling but not warm, the blue sky and white clouds were clean and clear as if washed, and the breeze was blowing gently, shaking her hair.

Just lying there quietly, as if there were no worries.

"Look where this is?" The voice rang again.

Anian stood up. In the distance, there were low wooden houses and golden wheat fields. A sparkling small river was flowing quietly, feeding everything here.

For some reason, An Nian felt a strange sense of familiarity, even though she was sure that she had never been here before.

She walked towards one of the rooms, intending to inquire about the situation.

"Son, you're back." It was an old woman who said this. Her old face was full of ditches and filled with vicissitudes, but her brows and eyes were full of gentleness, and her smile was full of tolerance.

do i know herWhy is her tone so familiar?

Thinking of this, she asked, "Excuse me, do you know me?"

"Of course, I remember every child who came here." She stretched out her hand and touched An Nian's head. "You were a child at that time, and now you are almost an adult."

"I'm already an adult, I'm already 24." Maybe it was because the woman's behavior was too gentle, An Nian was acting coquettish unconsciously, and then was taken aback, how many years has it been since she acted coquettishly?Is it because there is no one to act like a baby?

"Yes, yes, my lord, my lord," the other party's tone was full of indulgence, "Ten years have passed in a flash."

ten years?

An Nian suddenly knew where this place was.

The old woman smiled and nodded, "Yes, this is the place, the very beginning."

An Nian looked back at the scenery behind him, and then at the old woman in front of him. Yes, ten years ago, he entered the world of glory for the first time and came here.

At that time, I was also standing in this place, receiving the novice task from this old lady. At that time, how did I feel?

In a trance, she seemed to see her 14-year-old self, with excitement and excitement on her immature face. Everything in Glory World was so charming, the scenery was so beautiful, and the sound effects were so realistic, as if it were a real world.

Playing dungeons, robbing bosses, and even tasks that others think are boring, she also finds them very interesting. She also meets many interesting teammates, joins the guild, and forgets to eat and sleep for the guild's construction together. Watching the guild's growth is extremely gratifying.

An Nian had to admit that she missed those days very much. At that time, someone asked her, "Do you like this game?"

"Of course I do, I love Glory." There was no need to think about this question at all.

And now, she doesn't know.

The old woman recalled: "For so many years, countless people have come here, then left, and then new people have come here. I have never seen anyone come back. Son, why did you come back?"

"Are you looking for something?" The old woman's eyes flashed with wisdom.

Seeing An Nian's dazed look, she smiled again: "It's okay, you will always know the answer, I hope you can find it."

Saying goodbye to the old woman, An Nian walked into the distance, just like ten years ago, vaguely, An Nian felt that he might know what he was looking for.

It must be the love for Glory, but can you find it back?

The old woman stayed where she was for ten years, watching others leave again, with the same blessing in her heart.

Suddenly, her gaze narrowed slightly, it was...

Great, after waiting for so long, you finally got her.

The old woman wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, maybe she just came back to look for you, that's great.

"You're finally back, the old enemy of my fate." Anian looked at this one who only reached his waist, and looked very weak. It was the most inconspicuous little monster, and he had been silent for a long time.

"Do you still remember me? Hmph, how could you forget me? This uncle was the first big monster you defeated. Although it was because of this uncle's carelessness, but this uncle recognizes your strength. Only you can fight against me." One battle." Immediately, a passing player lightly hit it, and it fell down.

An Nian: "..."

It looked at the back of that person leaving: "Huh, this is also a master." It shouted at the other party: "My uncle recognizes your strength."

Immediately, the other party continued to raise his head tenaciously, and said to Anian: "You must be very happy when you finally defeated my uncle, right?"

Sorry, I don't really feel anything about killing one of the weakest mobs.

However, it is indeed very happy to play the book with your companions, upgrade together, and kill stronger monsters, which is more gratifying than the success of one person.

Even the simplest copy, the lowest level boss, everyone talked and laughed, and recalling it, An Nian couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

There are also those times when they fought for the benefit of the guild and for the honor of the guild. It turned out that it was not that important anymore, but the feeling of fighting side by side and sharing weal and woe still makes people excited when recalling it.

Especially when there was no professional league. At that time, the guild had no organization and no complete system. Everyone gathered together by fate, and robbing bosses was more for fun and fun. It's okay, just be happy.

It's time to let some things go and go back to where we started, like a long, long time ago, playing this game purely for the joy of it.

Give it a try, start from scratch, play this game again, play this game with the initial mentality, and see what I can gain this time.

Some anticipation and strong interest slowly rose in An Nian's heart. What interesting people and fun things will he meet this time?

What An Nian didn't know was that only those who love Glory could enter this place. It was precisely because An Nian loved Glory so much that she couldn't bear to give it up that she entered here. She has always loved Glory.