There are still 20 minutes left before the official start of the press conference.

Li Huaiyu waited quite impatiently, and he didn't like the hot eyes of the group of girls around him.

"Oh, by the way, I brought you something." Chu Xiaoxi saw that he was bored waiting, so he took out a book from the white bag he was carrying and handed it to Li Huaiyu.

Li Huaiyu glanced sideways, and the cover of the book "Ancient Chinese Literary Theory".

Chu Xiaoxi's voice was slightly hoarse, and said: "Your master's degree is about to graduate, and you have to read a lot of literary classics for your graduate thesis. Ahem... Helping you learn anytime, anywhere. ”

Li Huaiyu raised his eyebrows: "Why is your voice getting dumber and dumber?" ”

Chu Xiaoxi took two sips of hot milk and shrugged: "My throat is hoarse when I have a cold, it's normal." Your tutor is urging you to hurry up and read the book, don't delay your studies. ”

Li Huaiyu took a deep look at her, took the half-thick book, and turned a page with his long fingers in a noisy environment, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised.

"After you graduated with a master's degree, do you still want to play professionally?" Chu Xiaoxi looked at the big screen of the retirement press conference, and couldn't help but think that Li Huaiyu's age seemed to be on the verge of retirement.

However, Li Huaiyu has always been arrogant, thinking that he can stand on the KPL stage at the age of 30 and crush the group of cubs who don't know the height of the sky.

Li Huaiyu turned the page and said in a light tone: "After graduating with a master's degree, I still have to study." ”

Chu Xiaoxi: ???

Li Huaiyu's tone was quite helpless, and he turned another page of the book: "The master's grades are too good, Professor Lu helped me apply for a doctorate in literature, and I still have to study for a few years for a doctorate." ”

Chu Xiaoxi: ...

In the era when literati were light, Professor Lu really spent a lot of effort in order to retain his beloved apprentices - to study for graduate school, Ph.D., and maybe to study for a postdoctoral degree in the future...

Li Huaiyu is probably the one with the best academic performance among the entire KPL professional players.

It's really admirable to play games and juggle your studies at the same time.

Chu Xiaoxi couldn't help but give him a thumbs up, uncle, you are so awesome...

"Don't talk to me, I want to read quietly." Li Huaiyu pried open his red lips and said lazily. Chu Xiaoxi's voice is hoarse, so it's best to shut up and drink water obediently.

Chu Xiaoxi shrugged and quieted down.

Twenty minutes later, Ye Shen's retirement press conference officially began.

A lot of reporters from Kyoto came, with nearly 1,000 fans on the scene, and everyone got a autographed photo of Ye Shen.

Chu Xiaoxi opened the signed photo: Ye Shen was wearing a blue and white team uniform, with gentle and handsome eyebrows and resolute eyes. In the lower right corner, the word [Ye Shen] is written, and every stroke is very serious - Ye Shen is very serious in everything he does.

"Dear journalists, Ye Shen fans, welcome to the Mythology Training Base." The host is the mythical coach Dongxie, a handsome middle-aged man in his forties, and his tone is quite emotional.

"I have been coaching for many years, Ye Shen is the most talented, hardworking and kind professional player I have ever met, and I took him all the way from the Champions Cup to the KPL championship stage..."

The scene was quiet, only the voice of the East Evil Coach remained.

"Ye Shen has been in the KPL for five years, and he has accompanied the development and growth of the professional league all the way. The wind of the Grim Reaper spread throughout the King's Canyon. He is very courteous and professional, and I am honored to be his coach..."

Chu Xiaoxi looked at the rostrum, Ye Shen sat there quietly, his eyebrows were handsome and modest, a faint smile hung on the corner of his lips, and the stars under his eyes flickered.

After that, he will never be able to play professionally again...

For a professional player, the most declining and helpless moment is the moment when he announces his retirement.