The old stubborn stood there, his eyes scanning the arena cheering for the Korean team.

In fact, Lao Nau is not sorry for the Chinese team not to win, he leads the entire Olympic national team, and there is a Chinese player who beats the Korean scum in each event, and even the Korean player in many events can't even touch the heel of the Chinese player, and the strength is not at the same level at all.

For China as a whole, Lao Naught feels that there is nothing to regret about losing an e-sports match, but he regrets that the group of young e-sports boys who have paid more tears than other sports to participate in the World Olympics.

Seeing the look on their faces as they stood up from the stage, and the frustration they felt when they lost their expectations in their first major Olympics, the old man was really sorry for them.

"This is probably the only chance you young esports players will have to prove yourself to the world...... You may still have such attachment in the past few years, but you have to pay the price of a lifetime of regret for your meaningless attachment! The old man looked at Zhao Tinghua and said angrily.

Zhao Tinghua remained silent.

The old man was also silent for a while, watching the contestants slowly disperse, and finally said: "That's all I said, think about it yourself, and come to me when you want to fight like a man or a Chinese man...... Hopefully, before the next encounter with the Korean team. ”

The old and young diplomats turned and left.

In the eyes of the old man, there is only so much he can do for this group of young e-sports people, I hope that the stubborn-looking Zhao Tinghua who was scolded by himself is not a coward!

……

"Old Director, do you think he's going to play?" The young diplomat asked.

This loss to the South Korean team is really uncomfortable, this is the first time that Chinese e-sports has entered the World Olympics, and it is chilling to start with losing.

"I don't know. But...... It's not a bad thing to lose this time. The old stubborn said.

"Why?" The young diplomat didn't understand why it wasn't a bad thing to lose, the South Korean team took 28 points from China in one go, and it was very difficult to recover it.

"This Zhao Tinghua is actually very strong, and he is also very dissatisfied with Yu Luosheng...... If this game is defended, then Zhao Tinghua will feel that the Chinese team may not actually need him, anyway, the Chinese national team can still handle it. But if he loses, he Zhao Tinghua must want to come forward, because he is confident that he can change all this, and this change is what he wants to prove, prove his own strength, and prove that it is not you Yu Luosheng who can win the Koreans, and I Zhao Tinghua can too! The old stubborn said.

"It's true that you said this, after losing the game just now, the expression on Zhao Tinghua's face was also very depressed, which shows that he is actually very concerned about the victory or defeat between China and South Korea." said the young diplomat.

"Well, that's why I said, if you lose, you can get this guy into the team, and if you lose, you will earn!" The old stubborn said.

"Hehe, it's still the old director's wisdom, but what about the list?"

"You don't have to worry about this, as long as he is willing to fight ......"

……

Zhao Tinghua always stood in the arena, and the building was empty.

The contestants have left, the spectators have left, including many of the staff.

I don't know why, the moment he lost, he felt that the frustration and disappointment on the faces of all esports fans made him feel guilty again.

"Hey, where are you?" Suddenly, a deep voice came from the other end of the phone.

"It's right in the venue." Zhao Tinghua replied.

"Where's the venue?"

"Look up." Zhao Tinghua continued.

After five minutes, the venue became even quieter, with only a few staff members left to clean there.

In the huge arena, six thousand seats, empty seats in Central Asia, a tall, black-faced man walked out of the shadows of the passage, and it could be seen from his face that he was in a very bad mood at this time.

The two stood there and were silent for a long time.

"Just think of it as a ...... for me" Suddenly, Zhou Yan spoke slowly.

"What?" Zhao Tinghua asked puzzled.

"Put aside the grievances with him for the time being, and take over from me as a jungler in China." Zhou Yan stared at the empty arena, and said with extremely complicated words.

"Why do you want to join the national team when you are so unconfident in yourself." Zhao Tinghua replied.

"Because before you're ready to come in, the national team has to have a jungler." Zhou Yan said.

This time, Zhao Tinghua was silent.

"You also watched this game, I am not the opponent of Lu and Li Yuexin at all, I don't even know what I have to do in a normal game, I was thinking about the whole game, if I also have a keen jungler ability like you, everything will not be like this." Zhou Yan's tone was as thin as a mosquito, and it was the first time that he had always spoken little in the team to confide in his inner thoughts like this.

Seeing that Zhao Tinghua was indifferent, Zhou Yan continued: "I know that my strength is no match for Lu after all, no matter how much training I do on it, it is useless, there are some things that I don't have is not ......"

Zhou Yan has always been the most diligent person in the team, he doesn't have any other hobbies, after training to play ranking, after qualifying to open a custom contact, day after day this repeated, never saw him tired of it, never saw him irritable.

He understands that he is not as talented as many people, so he needs to give more.

This time in the World Olympics, Zhou Yan really felt very powerless.

As a jungler of the national team, no matter how hard he tries, he is no match for others, but he is not willing to be like this, he can do one thing......

That is to use all methods to persuade the jungler Zhao Tinghua, whose ability is above himself!

"You're not meant to be a jungler, I've already said it." Zhao Tinghua said coldly.

"Come back, I'll beg you......" Zhou Yan said with a slightly trembling voice.

Zhao Tinghua turned his head, and suddenly found that Zhou Yan's eyes were flushed with his head half-bowed, and there was obviously something unwilling to roll.

Zhao Tinghua was stunned, this was the first time he saw tears in Zhou Yan's eyes, he clearly remembered that the last time Zhou Yan looked like this was in the days when he knew that his parents had left and entered the orphanage!

At this time, how guilty he is, how annoyed by his incompetence, and how unwilling he is to have no sense of existence in front of the Korean team, so that he will show this appearance? ?

"A game you know you're going to lose, so why do it." Zhao Tinghua's tone was a little loose.

"We can win, as long as you return to the team!" Zhou Yan said.

Zhao Tinghua remained silent again.

Zhou Yan took a deep breath, and finally said: "I have discussed with Lin Dong, this will be the last match of our career." ”

"What! You're going to retire?? Zhao Tinghua was stunned.

At this moment, Zhao Tinghua felt his heart twitch violently......

Oh my God, how fast does time fly, yesterday everyone was still practicing Dota on five computers in a dilapidated house, vowing to play China, and in a blink of an eye, two of them are already going to retire?

Even if he is not a teammate for a long time, how can he forget the initial feelings of the green years, when the word "retirement" is spit out, an endless sadness and madness pour into his heart, which is unacceptable!

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(Battlefield Literature)