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The old man stood there, his eyes scanning the stadium cheering for the Korean team.

In fact, I am not sorry that the Chinese team did not win. He led the entire Olympic team. In every event, a Chinese player defeated the Korean scumbag. In many events, the Korean players could not even touch the heels of the Chinese players. , the strength is not at the same level at all.

For China as a whole, Lao Wan doesn’t feel it’s a pity to lose an e-sports game. What he pity is the group of young e-sports people who have paid more tears to participate in the world Olympics than other sports. lads.

Seeing their expressions of extreme dissatisfaction with themselves when they stood up from the competition stage, and seeing their frustration because they lost everyone's expectations in their first important Olympics, I really felt sorry for them.

"I'm afraid this is the only chance for you young people in e-sports to prove yourselves to the world... You may still have such persistence in the past few years, but you will regret it for your whole life for this meaningless persistence. The price!" The old man looked at Zhao Tinghua and said angrily.

Zhao Tinghua remained silent.

The old man was silent for a while, watching the players slowly disperse, and finally said: "That's all I have to say, think about it yourself, come here when you want to fight like a man, like a Chinese man Find me...hopefully before meeting the Korean team next time."

The old man and the young diplomat turned and left.

In the old man's opinion, there is only so much he can do for this group of young e-sports people. He hopes that the stubborn-looking Zhao Tinghua he is scolding is not a coward!

…

"Old Director, do you think he will play?" the young diplomat asked.

The loss to the South Korean team this time is indeed very disappointing. This is the first time that Chinese e-sports has entered the World Olympics. It is very disappointing to start with a loss.

"I don't know. But... losing this time is not a bad thing." The old man said.

"Why?" The young diplomat didn't understand why losing was not a bad thing. In this round, the Korean team took away 28 points from China in one go. It would be very difficult to recover this.

"This Zhao Tinghua is actually very strong, and he is very dissatisfied with Yu Luosheng... If he defends this game, then Zhao Tinghua will feel that the Chinese team may not actually need him. Anyway, the Chinese national team can handle it. But if he loses, Zhao Tinghua will He must really want to come forward, because he is confident that he can change everything, and this change is what he wants to prove, to prove his own strength, to prove that it is not because of you Yu Luosheng that he can win against the Koreans. I, Zhao Tinghua, also Okay!" said the old naughty man.

"It's true what you said. After losing the game just now, the expression on Zhao Tinghua's face was also very lost. This shows that he is actually very important in the outcome between China and South Korea." The young diplomat said.

"Well, so I said, if losing can get this guy to join the team, losing is a gain!" said the old nugget.

"Hey, the old director is still wise, but what about the list?"

"You don't have to worry about this, as long as he is willing to fight..."

…

Zhao Tinghua always stood there in the arena, and the building was empty.

The players have left, the audience has left, including many staff members.

He didn't know why, but at the moment of losing, he felt that the frustration and disappointment on the faces of all e-sports fans made him feel more guilty.

"Hello, where are you?" Suddenly, a deep voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Right at the venue." Zhao Tinghua replied.

"Where is the venue?"

"Look up." Zhao Tinghua continued.

Five minutes later, the venue became even quieter, with only a few staff members left cleaning.

In a huge stadium with 6,000 seats and empty seats, a tall man with a dark face walked out of the shadows of the aisle. It could be seen from his face that he was in a very bad mood at this time.

The two stood there in silence for a long time.

"Just think of it as helping me once..." Suddenly, Zhou Yan spoke slowly.

"What?" Zhao Tinghua asked in confusion.

"Put aside your grievances with him for the time being and take over from me as China's jungler." Zhou Yan stared at the empty arena and said with extremely complicated words.

"Why do you want to join the national team if you have so little confidence in yourself?" Zhao Tinghua replied.

"Because before you are ready to come in, the national team must have a jungler." Zhou Yan said.

This time Zhao Tinghua was silent.

"You have also seen this game. I am no match for Lu and Li Yuexin. In a normal game, I don't even know what I am going to do. I was thinking about the whole game, if I also had your keen jungle ability, Everything wouldn't have turned out like this." Zhou Yan's tone was as quiet as a mosquito. It was the first time that he, who had always been a man of few words in the team, revealed his inner thoughts like this.

Seeing that Zhao Tinghua was indifferent, Zhou Yan continued: "I know that my strength is ultimately no match for Lu. No matter how much training I do, it will be useless. There are some things that I just don't have..."

Zhou Yan has always been the most diligent person in the team. He has no other hobbies. He plays ranked after training and opens custom contacts after ranking. He repeats this day after day. He has never been tired of it. I have never seen him agitated.

He understands that he is not as talented as many people, so he needs to pay more.

At this World Olympics, Zhou Yan really felt powerless and helpless.

As the jungler of the national team, no matter how hard he works, he can never be matched by others, but he is not willing to let this happen. There is one thing he can do...

That is to use all possible methods to convince the jungler Zhao Tinghua who is more capable than him!

"You are not suitable for playing in the jungle, I have already told you." Zhao Tinghua said coldly.

"Return to the team, just think of me as begging you..." Zhou Yan said with a slightly trembling voice.

Zhao Tinghua turned his head and suddenly found that Zhou Yan's eyes were red with his head half lowered, and there was obviously something unwilling to roll around.

Zhao Tinghua was stunned. This was the first time he saw tears in Zhou Yan's eyes. He clearly remembered that the last time Zhou Yan looked like this was the days after he learned that his parents had left and entered the orphanage!

How guilty does he feel at this time, how upset is he about his incompetence, and how unwilling is he to have no sense of existence in front of the Korean team, so that he shows such an appearance? ?

"Why act like this in a game you know you're going to lose." Zhao Tinghua's tone was a little loose.

"We can win, as long as you Blood Eagle returns to the team!" Zhou Yan said.

Zhao Tinghua remained silent again.

Zhou Yan took a deep breath and finally said: "Lin Dong and I have agreed that this will be the last game of our careers."

"What! Are you going to retire??" Zhao Tinghua was stunned.

At this moment, Zhao Tinghua felt his heart twitch violently...

God, how fast does time fly? Yesterday, everyone was practicing DOTA on five computers in a dilapidated private house, vowing to defeat China. In the blink of an eye, two of them have already retired?

Even though he is no longer a teammate, how can he forget the first feelings of those green years? When the words "retirement" are uttered, an endless sadness rushes into my heart crazily, which is hard to accept!