"Faith?"

Li Mu pondered for a moment: "If I didn't have the confidence to fight, then I wouldn't be standing on this stage." ”

There is a difference between fighting and winning.

In the face of SKT, Li Mu did not have any confidence in his heart.

If ssnay is described as a reckless man, then Ma Run is the wise man among reckless men.

He really plays games with his brain.

And the whole of SKT is equivalent to the combination of brain and strength.

So far, Li Mu has not thought of how to deal with SKT.

Or rather, he never thought about it.

"Rookie, you faced Faker in the final, what do you think of Faker?"

The host looked at the broiler again.

"He's ...... Only...... It's a senior, I feel very strong, I shouldn't be able to beat, and then it depends on the state and performance of the day. ”

The broiler was hesitant and said very shyly.

This is the end of the interview.

After returning to the hotel, the group packed up and prepared to leave for Berlin.

At the same time, in the training room of the hotel of SKT.

Kkomn turned it off and rubbed his sour eyes.

This information is very detailed, so detailed that even he is a little outrageous.

Kkomn was suddenly a little glad, glad that this mask was their South Korean tactical analyst, if this analyst really dissected their SKT so thoroughly, and then handed over the information to IG, it was really hard to say who would die.

In fact, there are many things in the data, which their SKT analysts have analyzed.

But the difference is that the depth of the analysis is different.

In this regard, SKT's team of analysts is hard to match.

"This software is really a good thing, it shouldn't have been developed by the mask himself."

Kkomn was thoughtful.

The mask is mysterious.

Because he wears a mask all day, at least that's the case with the rest of the team when they talk to him about the invitation.

And as an analyst, he has his own team, albeit only one in the team.

Kkomn knew that Mask's ability to gain a foothold in the analyst's field, and even rise out on top, was inextricably linked to his own strong understanding of the game, but also to a piece of software at his disposal.

This software is self-compiling, the compiler is unknown, but it has the ability to calculate data more accurately than other software.

KKOMN doesn't know exactly how much, but it is certain that the data analyzed must be accurate.

For now, at least, the data analyzed by the mask has never been wrong.

"I hope it works."

Exhaling slowly, the mask walked straight in the direction of the SKT analyst team.

……

Incheon International Airport, Seoul, South Korea.

Two figures appeared in the security check area of the airport, attracting many people's side eyes.

"Hello sir, please take off your mask."

The airport staff looked at the strange-looking man in front of them, and frowned slightly.

"No, uncle's face is ......"

The mask hadn't said anything, but the young man beside him was in a hurry.

"Little tree."

The man with the mask on his face shook his head slightly, and then under the gaze of the staff, he reached out and gently removed the corner of the mask, revealing half of his face.

Seeing the cheeks that were full of scars, as if they had been seriously injured, the staff was taken aback and hurriedly said, "Sorry sir, it's okay." ”

The mask's hand paused slightly, and he smiled: "Thank you." ”

Passing through the security area, the young man beside him turned his head and took a deep look at the sky outside through the glass of the hall.

"Reluctant?"

The mask asked suddenly.

It is worth mentioning that this time, he said.

"No, it's just ...... It's been so long too. ”

The young man hesitated, then responded in the same way.

"yes, after staying for so long, it's time to go back."

The mask patted the young man on the shoulder: "Xiaoshu, if you want to stay here, I'll help you contact the people over there in SKT, they will need talents like you very much." ”

As soon as the mask finished speaking, the young man's head shook like a rattle, and he hurriedly refused: "Uncle, I still follow you." ”

"Why?"

"Because...... Because you're so nice, uncle...... ...... again"

The young man pondered.

"Okay, I won't ask, let's go."

The mask interrupted the young man with a smile, and immediately walked towards the boarding gate.

The young man hurriedly followed, and then asked, "Uncle, what are we going to do when we go back?" ”

"After three years as an analyst in South Korea, how much money did we save?"

Instead of answering the young man's words directly, the mask asked rhetorically.

"40.5 billion ...... Won. ”

The young man thought for a moment and replied.

"What about the conversion into RMB?"

"Twenty-four million seven million."

"Is it enough for a lifetime?"

"This ...... It should be enough. ”

"Isn't that enough, if you can live a comfortable life for the rest of your life, do you still want to do something?"

Mask asked with a smile.

"But ......"

Youth is silent.

Collecting 4 billion in three years, although it is won in South Korea, it is also quite remarkable.

You must know that the total annual income of a South Korean family of three is about 100 million won, which is about 600,000 yuan.

As one of the top analysts in South Korea, any team's details can be traded as long as you bid enough.

And the clubs that accepted the deal were not willing to talk about it, and there seemed to be a tacit understanding between the clubs.

The last transaction at SKT alone is quite terrifying.

This kind of speed of gold absorption is not comparable to any analyst or even a team of analysts.

"Let's go, Xiaoshu, why don't you go?"

The mask took two steps forward, only to find that the youth behind him had not followed.

The young man mustered up his courage and finally said: "Uncle has been in Korea for so many years, not just to make money and then return to China to live. ”

The mask paused, then chuckled.

"Why not? I think Koreans make money really well. ”

The young man was silent, his eyes stubborn, staring at the mask's only exposed eye.

Those eyes, although I could vaguely see a hideous scar at the corner of the eye, were still clear and bright.

Time seems to stand still in this moment.

Until the tone for boarding sounds in the lobby.

The mask walked towards the youth step by step.

"Okay, let's go, I'll arrange it when I go back."

Looking at the young man in front of him, the mask's gaze seemed to be in a trance, and he reached out and took the shoulder bag in the young man's hand.

The stubbornness of the young man reminded him of the young man who knocked on the door and held a lunch box with a smile on his face when he was very depressed in South Korea and huddled in a cramped rental house.

"Uncle, my name is Dou Shusen, you can call me Xiaoshu or Xiaosen."

After getting along for a while......

"I think it's better for me to call you Little Wood."