Glory

Lu Feng's suite has three bedrooms and one living room.

The master bedroom was reserved for Wei Xiao, the study was to the south, and the other was the guest room.

Lu Feng and Wei Xiao said goodnight, but instead of going back to the guest room, they went straight to the study.

The weather in May is cool at night.

The room has the damp feeling after the rain, sticking to the skin and making it hard to breathe.

Lu Feng pulled down his neckline, and pulled down the round-neck T-shirt, revealing half of his cold white collarbone. Unfortunately, he couldn't relieve his boredom.

There is a small countdown on the lit computer screen.

Every team will have this kind of thing, similar to the countdown to the college entrance examination, every minute and every second is towards the end of the season.

It ended in loneliness, but it was still glorious.

Looking forward to hiding in the numbers, embedded in the heart.

Lu Feng looked away, hooked his finger lightly, and opened the unlocked drawer next to it, and a document was neatly placed there.

He leaned forward slightly, took out the black-bound document, and held it in his hand.

The white back of the hand and the black file are in sharp contrast.

With a bang, the file was opened.

Lu Feng lowered his eyes and looked at the words he had memorized by heart.

This is a VAM agreement signed three years ago by Lu Feng and Qing Lei.

When Lu Feng returned home, he had a showdown with Lu Mingze, hoping that he could buy FTW and that he could help him.

From childhood to adulthood, Lu Feng has never begged anyone, especially his own parents.

Nothing to ask for.

What Lu Mingze wants most every day is to have another child who has nothing to do with Qing Lei, but unfortunately no matter how hard he tries, it will be in vain.

Qing Lei hated Lu Mingze, and even hated Lu Feng, who looked very similar to Lu Mingze, and even threw the young Lu Feng abroad for three or four years for her own benefit.

When he was six or seven years old, Lu Feng knew very well that he had no home.

There is no family where there is a father and a mother.

Lu Feng's home has nothing to do with the home written in the book.

Strangers who are related by blood, this is Lu Feng's definition for them.

But that year, facing the fragmentation of FTW, Lu Feng could only think of them.

He and Lu Mingze talked about the e-sports industry, the huge profits after investment, and the club's prospects and future.

What Lu Mingze returned to him was a baseball bat.

It hit him hard on the shoulder, really wanting to cripple his arm.

Cold sweat broke out on Lu Feng's forehead, but he didn't feel much pain.

The shoulders are numb, the heart is numb, and the last cluster of flames is extinguished.

Lu Mingze beat him like crazy, Lu Feng didn't hide or leave and didn't cry.

Until Lu Mingze got tired, called him "trash", and slammed the door away.

Lu Feng stood in the magnificent living room, and stood there all night.

Lu Mingze didn't come back, and Qing Lei came down from the second floor after ten o'clock in the morning the next day.

On the spiral staircase paved with white marble, there is a tall woman who does not appear to be over middle-aged. She seems to be frozen at 25, packaging her cold beauty with money and selfishness.

Qing Lei stopped on the third step and looked down at him: "I can help you."

Lu Feng raised his head abruptly.

Qing Lei's bright lips seemed to be full of blood: "You know, I never trade at a loss."

Lu Feng whispered: "I can run the club well."

Qing Lei chuckled: "Three times."

Lu Feng's heart sank: "Time."

Qing Lei: "You are 18 years old now, maybe 21 years old."

Lu Feng didn't make a sound.

Qing Lei glanced at him, and continued: "There is one more condition..." She leaned closer to Lu Feng, and whispered in his ear, "If you can't win the world championship at the age of 21, get out and be an obedient dog."

Qing Lei is a businessman, and she would never just talk about it, even if it was her only son.

In the agreement drawn up by the lawyer, every article and paragraph has been implemented.

Investment amount, rate of return, distribution of income...all kinds of terms are all clear

Anyone who looks at this agreement will find it ridiculous.

What Qing Lei gave Lu Feng was a piece of driftwood soaked in poison, which caused him to suffer corrosion and torture in order not to sink into the bottom of the sea.

to 21 years old.

Lu Feng won three world singles championships, but the agreement says it is the team championship.

Lu Feng's birthday is in December, and this year's Global Championship is his last chance.

If he can't win the championship, he... More than just retiring, he might not even be able to protect Wei Xiao.

Lu Feng leaned back in the chair, his eyes showed a rare tiredness.

To be Qing Lei's obedient dog, what qualifications does he have to be with Wei Xiao.

dong dong dong.

Along with the knock on the door, there was a young man's clear voice: "Captain?"

Lu Feng threw the file into the drawer, got up and sorted out his mood: "Haven't slept yet?"

After the words fell, Wei Xiao had already opened the door and came in.

Seeing his red eyes, Lu Feng felt anxious: "What's wrong?"

This is obviously the appearance of crying.

Wei Xiao threw himself into his arms and hugged him tightly.

Lu Feng was a little at a loss: "Don't cry, what happened."

Wei Xiao likes to be funny on weekdays, he dares to say anything, and he likes to pretend to cry, but Lu Feng understands it.

I can tell whether he is really uncomfortable or just kidding.

Wei Xiao buried himself between his shoulders and neck, and said with a trembling voice: "Your shoulder..."

Lu Feng patted him on the back: "Didn't you read the treatment report? It's all right now."

Wei Xiao shook his head: "Did you get beaten by Lu Mingze?"

Lu Feng froze his hands.

Wei Xiao looked up at him: "How did you acquire FTW three years ago?"

In fact, before coming here, Wei Xiao thought a lot, thinking about being gentle, thinking about going around a bit, thinking about talking to the captain slowly.

But as soon as he entered the room and saw Lu Feng, all his plans failed. He just wanted to tell him what was in his heart, and even more wanted to accept all of Lu Feng's thoughts.

Don't hide, don't hide, don't cover up.

They trust each other.

Lu Feng let him go, a lot of words were squeezed into his throat, but he couldn't say them out.

Glancing at the drawer that had just been closed from the corner of the eye, what came to mind was the gambling agreement.

He wanted to show Wei Xiao, to tell Wei Xiao everything, to let him know.

But he can't.

Winning the championship is a very difficult thing.

The burden on Wei Xiao's shoulders is already heavy enough, adding this, will it overwhelm him?

He's tiny, only 19 years old.

But he felt guilty for hiding it from Wei Xiao.

After making so many promises, he turned out to be a complete liar.

Wei Xiao didn't let him avoid his eyes: "Tell me."

Lu Feng could only look into his eyes.

Wei Xiao had just cried, and his washed black eyes became brighter: "Tell me everything."

Lu Feng's thin lips trembled: "Sorry."

Wei Xiao was in a hurry: "Why are you modest? I love you!"

The three words hit Lu Feng's chest straight.

Wei Xiao looked at him without blinking: "I love you, so I want to know everything about you, I want to share the joy with you and even taste the pain with you, don't you?"

Lu Feng: "..."

"Don't you..."

Lu Feng took a light breath: "I love you."

Wei Xiao was a little shorter than him, and wanted to kiss his frowning brow, he had to stand on tiptoe.

Wei Xiao kissed him with firm eyes: "Tell me."

Lu Feng looked at him.

Wei Xiao waited patiently for him.

Lu Feng wavered: "Follow me."

Wei Xiao followed his footsteps closely, saw him open a drawer, and saw the lonely documents inside.

Lu Feng's fingers trembled slightly, and he handed the document to Wei Xiao: "I'm sorry, I lied to you."

Lied to you that I want to accompany you forever.

Lied to you that I want to walk with you forever.

Lie to you that I want to give you love, family and home.

But in fact, he has nothing, not even himself.

Wei Xiao lowered his head and flipped through the documents. He read very slowly, reading each word carefully.

Very written, full of official and rigid, this is an agreement without the slightest human touch.

In order to acquire FTW, Lu Feng promised Qing Lei all the difficult conditions.

Triple ROI.

Extremely excessive distribution of profits.

One amazing clause after another, if given to any club management, it would be jaw-dropping.

however……

Lu Fengquan did it.

The only one, and the deadliest one.

——Before the age of 22, win the world championship in the team competition, or retire and go home and obey Qing Lei.

Does Qing Lei love Lu Feng?

do not love.

Why did she give a 'helping hand'?

One is to take revenge on Lu Mingze, and the other is to control Lu Feng.

No matter what, she and Lu Mingze cannot divorce, and Lu Feng is Lu Mingze's sole heir, controlling Lu Feng, this magnificent business empire is still hers.

When Lu Feng signed this agreement, he betrayed himself.

It took Wei Xiao 10 minutes to read all the documents.

Although Lu Feng didn't glance at it, he remembered it clearly in his heart and knew what was written very clearly.

When Wei Xiao closed the document, Lu Feng's heart beat violently.

He lied to him.

He really lied to Wei Xiao.

Wei Xiao trusts him so much, but he...

Wei Xiao raised his head, his eyes did not show the slightest slump or disappointment, but were amazingly bright: "So, as long as you win the championship, it will be fine!"

Wei Xiao clutched the document tightly, his voice tense: "Your birthday is on December 12th, and there was only one World Championship before that."

Lu Feng froze for a moment: "Yes."

Wei Xiao suddenly held his hand and said excitedly, "If you win the championship, you will be free!"

Lu Feng was in a daze, Wei Xiao's eyes were full of excitement and joy, what he said was like a heavy hammer, breaking open the door of his closed heart.

Although Wei Xiao doesn't know much about club operations, he also knows that FTW has developed very well in recent years, and the sunspots even complained that Lu Feng would be better off being an honest businessman than playing any games.

Wei Xiao pointed to the terms of the agreement: "This, this, and this, have you done it all?"

Lu Feng nodded.

Wei Xiao asked: "Is there only the last team championship left?"

Lu Feng lowered his eyes: "Yes."

Wei Xiao took a breath and hugged him: "Great, this agreement is great!"

Lu Feng was stunned.

Wei Xiao kissed him forcefully: "I didn't get it wrong, did I? This is a gambling agreement!"

"If you can't meet the requirements in the agreement, then you have to retire and go home and obey Qing Lei."

"If you fulfill all the requirements in the agreement, then you can no longer listen to her!"

Gambling agreement.

No matter how harsh the terms are, both parties are bound.

Qing Lei gave Lu Feng such strict requirements, so that he could not achieve his goal and fell into her control.

But if Lu Feng did it, and achieved everything, then he would get rid of her completely!

Look at the problem from another angle.

Hell is nothing but a landscape along the way to heaven.

Lu Feng understood what Wei Xiao meant.

It took him a while to find his own voice: "But, the champion of the team competition..."

Wei Xiao bent his eyes and interlocked his fingers: "ForTheWin, this year's glory belongs to us!"