He Can Go Pro, I'm Not Jealous At All!

When they truly saw 259 send a youth training invitation, the viewers in the live room were all confused.

Although they were mentally prepared after the earlier show's effect, seeing the concrete news still felt a bit too surreal.

Going from C+ to youth training in just over a month, this seemed too outrageous no matter how you looked at it!

Even though CNCS's results weren't great, those were still professional players!

This was the ultimate goal for every gamer!

[Suddenly I feel what the gap in talent is like...]

[What kind of pill did the streamer eat to suddenly have an epiphany! I have a friend who wants to know!]

[I get it, the streamer had Old Man Yao absorbing talent before, and now that Old Man Yao is awake, he's suddenly improving so fast!]

[Good heavens, Battle Through the Heavens CSGO, huh! All that's missing is a fiancée coming to break off the engagement.]

[Go for it! Strive to enter youth training and become a starter! CNCS is counting on you! (cries)]

[Although I've only watched the live stream for a few hours, I'm still a bit reluctant to see you go! The three of you have great chemistry on stream, it's a bit of a waste to go pro, but still, go for it!]

When Su Zhe saw "Do you want to join youth training," he immediately clicked on 259's homepage. When he saw the words "Pro Certification," a surge of excitement instantly flooded his heart!

Happiness came too suddenly!

His original plan was to continue solidifying his foundation, slowly accumulate game experience, and after about a month, reach Diamond S before asking Leon Kai for a recommendation.

Unexpectedly, after encountering a pro player from NIP a few days ago, the gears of his fate began to turn!

He excitedly typed a quick reply, "Okay!" The two also agreed to a tryout the day after tomorrow.

"YES!" After closing the chat window, Su Zhe clenched his fist and shouted to release the excitement in his heart.

Xiao Guang, who was beside him, had been stunned the entire time and only slowly reacted now: "I still can't quite believe it, Zhe, you're really going to play professionally!"

The two of them were just good buddies duo-queueing over a month ago, both struggling to rank up to the B Division.

In the blink of an eye, he was still struggling in C+, while Su Zhe had already received an invitation for youth training.

Fat Brother also found it hard to accept at first, but after recalling Su Zhe's efforts over the past month, he felt a sense of relief.

Even if he had the talent to play professionally, without anyone supervising him, he couldn't achieve the same self-discipline as Su Zhe. In his heart, he still treated CSGO as just a game.

He heavily placed his hand on Su Zhe's shoulder and encouraged him: "Go for it! Strive to pass the tryout!"

Su Zhe nodded seriously in response.

After a brief interlude, the three of them continued their live stream.

Although his streaming career, which had only lasted a single day, might be ending soon, Fat Brother and Xiao Guang, driven by their curiosity and sense of responsibility towards the profession, intended to finish this stream properly.

Su Zhe, as usual, immersed his attention in the game. After his previous match against Danking, he now understood that there were still many areas where he needed to improve.

10 PM.

The stream continued.

11 PM.

The stream continued.

12 AM.

Xiao Guang: I'm going to sleep first. You two continue, don't mind me. I'll fall asleep as soon as I lie down.

1 AM.

Fat Brother: I can't hold on any longer either. Stream by yourself. As long as the noise isn't too loud, it won't affect me.

1:30 AM.

Su Zhe stretched and yawned.

Audience: Holy crap! Are you finally going to end the stream! You're such a workhorse! You haven't rested at all except for eating and going to the bathroom?

After seeing the bullet screen comments, Su Zhe replied softly, "I have to wait a bit longer. I haven't completed my training tasks for today yet."

Audience: ?????

Ever since reaching S Division, Su Zhe had scheduled his daily training, such as pre-aiming and deathmatches, for after his ladder matches. The main reason was that matches in the S Division were too draining.

If he completed his training tasks beforehand, he would inevitably encounter problems with concentration during subsequent ladder matches.

A person's energy was limited, so he chose to play ladder matches first before completing his tasks.

In any case, these were mechanical actions, and the main purpose was to train his muscle memory.

By 2 AM, most of the viewers had left the live room, with only about two hundred people remaining scattered about.

A large portion of them had already fallen asleep, while some were stubborn, determined to see when this streamer would finally end his broadcast.

3 AM.

[Ding~ Rise Points +115]

Su Zhe stretched again.

Audience: Holy crap! Are you finally going to end the stream! I'm the champion of staying up late!

Su Zhe: No, I still have 500 BOT kills in Deathmatch that aren't completed.

Audience:?????

3:20 AM.

After hearing the system's voice again, Su Zhe exited the game and quietly told his audience in the Live Room that he was going offline.

The long-silent Live Room finally began to stir.

[Finally know why you can improve so fast]

[Bro! I really don't envy you if you go pro! Too hardworking!]

[I calculated the time. From noon until now, not counting meal and rest times, the streamer has been playing for 14 hours.]

[Such a long time can no longer be called "playing." It's almost like my work!]

[To be honest, it's much more tiring than working. You can slack off at work, but playing Ladder requires full concentration the entire time!]

[If you train this hard in a youth training program, CNCS will definitely have a place for you in the future!]

[.]

Su Zhe didn't say much as he looked at the Bullet Screen. He just waved goodbye to his audience softly and then clicked to go offline.

Normally, Su Zhe would fall asleep as soon as he turned off his computer and got into bed. But today, he was sleepless. Too many chaotic thoughts were swirling in his mind.

He recalled his life from memory until now, over a decade. Since childhood, he had never had a real life goal.

In elementary school, he studied well and smoothly entered a good junior high school.

In junior high, influenced by classmates, he started to go astray, and his grades suffered, leading him to a regular high school.

He completely fell by the wayside in high school. He originally wanted to drop out and work after graduation, but under his parents' persuasion, he ended up attending a Cram School, planning to just get through four years.

Not a single thing was his own idea. He had drifted along, influenced by others, until now.

Although it was comfortable, it was also unbearable.

If he only had dreams and the positive feedback from the system, he wouldn't have been able to push himself so hard.

It was just the first time he had his own life goal, wanting to try his best to see how far he could go.

The night was still deep, and drowsiness gradually crept in.

The next day, Su Zhe went to the office to ask his counselor for leave.

His counselor was a female undergraduate student who had graduated just two years ago. When the counselor heard that Su Zhe wanted to take a week off, her brows furrowed.

"This leave request cannot be approved. It's only been a few months since the semester started, and you're asking for such a long leave, especially when we just had National Day off last month."

Su Zhe: .

He completely did not expect his tryout plan to be stalled at the leave application stage. Although he had already planned his future, what if?

Missing five days of classes was no small matter. If his parents found out, they would definitely beat him soundly.

Before he had everything arranged, he wouldn't tell his parents about his desire to become a professional player.

Firstly, he feared their opposition, and secondly, he feared their worry and disappointment.

After more than ten minutes of back-and-forth, seeing that the counselor was still unwilling to budge, Su Zhe had to use his trump card.

"Teacher... Actually, I feel like I've been suffering from Depression recently... I sometimes have thoughts of going to the school rooftop and jumping off..."

"I originally wanted to go to the hospital to get it checked, but if I can't get leave, it's fine. But can you help me, teacher? I really don't want to live anymore!"

"Please, teacher! Help me! I'm in so much pain!"

Su Zhe tightly gripped the counselor's hand, recalling all the sad things in his life, tears streaming down his face.

The young counselor had never seen such a situation before. He panicked immediately and approved the leave. Before Su Zhe left, he even said that if the time wasn't enough, he could call to extend it.

Su Zhe, walking out of the office, wiped away the tears he had forced out.

Hehe! It worked!

That night, Fat Brother tossed and turned, unable to sleep. He looked up and saw Xiao Guang also awake, illuminated by his phone screen.

Xiao Guang sensed Fat Brother's movement and asked doubtfully, "You can't sleep either?"

Fat Brother sighed, "I just feel strange, like something is missing... You know that weird feeling..."

Xiao Guang: ... How about we turn on our computers and leave a game running in the background?

Fat Brother: Good idea!

In the silent dormitory, the sound of computer fans whirring could be heard. Within ten minutes, both of them were sound asleep.