Zhang Yang nestled aggrievedly at the end of the conference table, saw Nian Yuan surrounded by the stars holding the moon, and then saw Zhang Shu's kind attitude towards her.

The already bad mood is even worse.

Zhang Shu's attitude towards himself is no different from that towards others.

But for Nian Yuan, it is particularly good.

Zhang Yang entered the e-sports industry, on the one hand, he wanted to prove himself, and on the other hand, he wanted to be recognized by his father.

Zhang Shu was very strict with him.

It can even be said that it is outrageously harsh.

Now seeing Zhang Shu's praise and encouragement to Nian Yuan again, Zhang Yang really began to wonder if he was really not Zhang Shu's biological son.

Otherwise.

Why is Zhang Shu so cold to himself?

Sitting at the conference table for so long, not to mention caring about his recent situation, he didn't even bother to give alms.

Grievance, anger, jealousy, unwillingness, powerlessness......

Zhang Yang's mood is very complicated.

It was like being punched by something, and my internal organs ached, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

He couldn't stand the picture of Nian Yuan and Zhang Shu talking.

He was the first to get up from his chair and walked out of the conference room angrily in the mixed eyes of everyone, either pity or gloating.

It's like venting frustration.

Zhang Yang gripped the doorknob heavily, using all his strength.

There was a loud bang.

Door, shut.

Many people in the conference room were frightened by the sound of Zhang Yang venting his grievances, and the atmosphere was instantly quiet, and they looked at each other and did not dare to speak.

Nian Yuan didn't seem to be affected at all.

She stood up and nonchalantly brushed the cuffs of her uniform.

Turning around and walking out the front door out of the conference room.

Everyone in the conference room was about to finish, and Zhang Shu stopped the manager and the coach of the first team, saying that they had something to discuss.

The meeting room was quickly emptied.

There is no one else, Zhang Shu asked, "Nian Yuan hasn't agreed to the contract?" ”

"Nope."

The manager and coach shook their heads.

Zhang Shu pursed his lips and was silent for a few seconds, propped his hands on the conference table, and his gaze became grim.

"Is there a backup contract? Bring one for tomorrow's finals. ”

The manager and coach instantly understood what he meant, and quickly nodded, "We understand." ”

Nian Yuan came out of the conference room.

With my teammates, I played a few more training games.

After the training, it was already more than ten o'clock in the evening, and the teammates and coaches went back to their rooms to rest one after another.

This time period is closed.

It's a bit too early for esports pros.

But.

In order to ensure that the finals tomorrow afternoon are full of energy, in recent days, all the players of the first team have gone to bed early with a healthy health.

After all.

Even if it is the finals, you can block zero opponents.

PUB is full of calculations, but also to tense up and play four games.

Hours on end with a high level of concentration.

For the players, it is really physically and energetically draining.

Not to mention.

Tomorrow, PUB will play against BTG, the unstoppable dark horse of this season.

Therefore, it is all the more necessary to be prepared for a protracted war.

Inside the training room.

Everyone is gone, quietly, only Nian Yuan is left.

She sat in her training chair, quietly looked at the rows of trophies on the wall, turned off the lights in the training room, and turned away.

Mid-June, afternoon.

The long-awaited KPL Spring Finals, in the countdown to the LED electronic screen, is about to begin.

The winner will receive the supreme glory.

The loser, on the other hand, has nothing but to leave the game.

Success and defeat are all in one fell swoop.

Nian Yuan stood in the waiting area, his hands lazily in his pockets, looked at the crowded audience, hooked his lips and smiled lightly.