Rise

The eight games of the second day of the group stage ended. The time came in the evening. The sky in Manchester City outside the stadium was covered with intoxicating gorgeous sunset.

In the stadium, the audience in the auditorium stood up and prepared to leave. The players and members of each club team gathered a little later, greeted by their coaches and team leaders, and then took the bus back to the hotel.

After playing the game tonight, you will have to hold another meeting to review the game, analyze the gains and losses, formulate tactics, and study the format of tomorrow's game. The teams that just came to watch the game today cannot really be idle. They will also have to hold a meeting later to review the game and study today's game. The team's various tactical styles are used to prepare in advance for possible encounters next.

Everyone from the SSK club arrived at the hotel by bus. It wasn't until they got off the bus and walked through the glass revolving door into the hotel lobby that Park Chanyeol had a serious chance to meet Han Shihao alone after today's game.

The young general supervisor just raised his eyes and looked at the absolute core captain of his team in front of him, and the corners of his mouth curved into a half-smile:

"today?"

The question was concise, and the answer was equally straightforward:

"I know."

Park Chanyeol seemed unfazed by such an answer, and nodded happily:

"It's good to have a few."

Just saying this, the young general manager paused for a moment, his eyes fell on the face of his team's world's number one mid laner in front of him, and suddenly he smiled again:

"However, it's best not to worry too late."

"I always have dark circles under my eyes, which makes me look too conspicuous. I don't know how many reporters from the media outside are rushing to interview and ask about the situation——"

Han Shihao paused after hearing this, and then continued with an expressionless and indifferent attitude:

"Just be responsible for blocking it."

"I'm not interested in taking it."

According to common sense, this is definitely not the attitude that a club contract player should have towards his general manager. However, Park Chanyeol still just shrugged indifferently:

"clear."

"As the general supervisor, I'm just here to clean up your mess.

"

There should have been a bit of self-deprecation in his tone, but looking at the beautiful smiling face of the young general manager of SSK, it seemed that these words were completely devoid of ridicule and came from sincerity without any grudge.

Han Shihao nodded indifferently, turned and left.

But before he took a step forward, he was unexpectedly stopped again by Park Chanyeol behind him:

"Preferably as soon as possible."

Leng Buding said this with almost no clue.

Han Shihao turned his head and looked at Park Chanyeol with a dull gaze. The latter still had that standard and warm smile on his face that looked like facial makeup, making it impossible to see through the real thoughts behind this smile.

So Han Shihao was silent for a moment, and finally gave his reply slowly:

"good."

…

As the general manager of the SSK club, Park Chanyeol, with a few words, seemed to have solved the problem of Han Shihao, the captain of his team's mid laner, with his performance in today's game.

But if this matter falls elsewhere, on other people, it will not be so easy.

Same night.

Just when the SSK players returned to the hotel and had just finished a simple regular meeting, an unexpected uninvited guest suddenly walked directly into the conference room.

Everyone in the SSK club subconsciously looked up. As soon as they saw the person coming, they all stood up in a hurry and greeted each other:

"senior!"

"Your Excellency Daozai——"

"Your Excellency M——"

Li Daozai, who came directly to the door with his old friends without being polite, didn't care about the flustered and respectful greetings from everyone around him, and his eyes had already fallen on Han Shihao:

"Come with me."

There was a majesty in his tone that could not be denied.

Surrounded by a group of teammates who subconsciously looked at him with worried eyes, Han Shihao seemed to have been prepared for this. He stood up calmly, followed his seniors and walked out of the conference room.

Then it was in the SSK exclusive internal training room next door.

With M alone as the audience, two kings of the old and new generations of Korean e-sports had a solo game.

The process or even the result is not important.

But after such a solo, Li Dozai in front of the computer screen frowned tightly. After a long time, he gradually relaxed. He raised his head and looked deeply at the person opposite him who admired him the most and personally entrusted the inheritance to him. The junior glanced at him and nodded slowly:

"good."

Just one word.

But the emotions involved are incredibly complex.

There is a feeling of relief and satisfaction.

But there is also a trace of loss that is extremely difficult for people to detect.

Han Shihao stood up, bowed politely and respectfully to the two seniors in front of him, and then left the training room.

Only these two legends from Korea's previous generation are left in the training room.

Walking to his old friend and looking at the training room door that had been closed by Han Shihao before leaving, M spoke with relief and admiration:

"We old guys..."

"In the future, I might really be able to retire."

Li Dozai remained silent.

It wasn't until a long while later that he nodded, then shook his head:

"It's not yet time."

"Not even close."

…

"It's still a little short of heat."

Compared with the two old rivals from the previous generation in Korea, there is no such direct and convenient way to confirm. However, several legends from the previous generation in Europe who also returned to the hotel that night also directly called up the first of the three games of the SSK team during the day. He watched the first-hand video material repeatedly. After watching it, Crow was silent for a long time and slowly gave his own evaluation and judgment.

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the whole room suddenly relaxed.

Several other European legends from the past generation next to him showed relieved and relaxed expressions.

But J still frowned and looked at Crow:

"So, he has found his way?"

Crow was silent again, his eyes falling on the laptop screen in front of him. The faint fluorescence reflected from the screen illuminated the face of the European legendary number one at that time, which was a bit uncertain:

"Yes."

And this admission made the atmosphere in the room slightly solidify again.

Arrow next to him had a look of disbelief on his face:

"How can it be--"

"This guy named Han..."

“Isn’t it really just a decline in condition?”

When he said the last sentence, he looked at Crow with some reluctance, as if hoping to get recognition of his opinion from the latter.

But J had already looked at Arrow coldly and said unceremoniously:

"Do you also believe in something that only most idiots would believe?"

"How do you have the nerve to say such a lucky idea?"

Choking on J's words, he blushed a little, but he didn't dare to retaliate directly. Arrow still couldn't help but argued for himself in embarrassment:

"But--"

"If it is true, isn't it too exaggerated? How could it be so easy..."

"Besides, just three games like this, how much can be seen."

At the end of the sentence, his voice gradually weakened as Crow looked at him.

Looking calmly at the companion in front of him, seeing that the other party couldn't help lowering his head under his gaze, Crow showed a somewhat disappointed look in his eyes:

"so."

"Compared to Bullet, you are indeed far behind."

Arrow suddenly raised his head after hearing this, with an unconvinced and angry look on his face again:

"Why——"

J next to him answered coldly:

"Just based on what you can't see, if it falls in his eyes, it is definitely enough to make the same judgment as me and Crow."

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