Chapter Seventy-Three: Let Me Cry for a While
"Finals? Aunt Sun, I don't really understand. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" Yang Qianye bent his head and said a little mischievously.
"It's the aunt who didn't make it clear, the aunt's meaning is very simple, that is, I hope that the wolf totem will lose the qualification in the group stage at this stage, or in the next stage of the group stage, it will fail and quit."
Sun Yao spoke very warmly and peacefully, like an aunt who loves juniors, but her words made Yang Qianye's heart cold.
Why? Yang Qianye couldn't think of the reason, the only thing he could think of was the contact with Zhang Yifan, could it be a lobbyist invited by the professional league?
Yes, the conspiracy of checking information can only be used once, and they are afraid that they will lose too badly, and they plan to use these conspiracies.
"Aunt Sun, if you are here to let the wolf totem let go of the professional league, then please go back, nothing can make me, let the wolf totem give up!"
Yang Qianye stood up, walked over and opened the door to the room.
Sun Yao looked at Yang Qianye by the door, a little incredible.
She knew that the first negotiation between her and Yang Qianye did not come to the same line, and it was obvious that Yang Qianye had misunderstood her intentions.
However, although Yang Qianye obviously misunderstood, what Yang Qianye said still touched the result that Sun Yao wanted. Although the result that Sun Yao wants is not this, the fight between the wolf totem and the professional league is also a result that Sun Yao and the General Administration of E-sports cannot afford.
Judging from the recent performance of the professional league and the recent performance of the wolf totem, once the professional league is against the wolf totem, as long as the wolf totem is willing, it is very likely that the professional league will be abused by the blood.
At this point, the negotiations can be said to have broken down.
Sun Yao felt that what he was thinking was too simple, it was obvious that something was happening or had already happened between the wolf totem and the professional alliance, and this incident misled Yang Qianye's judgment and distorted this negotiation.
"Xiao Yang, Auntie didn't mean that, so let's wait until the next time we meet, I hope we can talk calmly." Sun Yao said goodbye and left.
Yang Qianye closed the door, he felt so tired and tired.
Was it really wrong not to sign that professional league contract in the first place?
Yang Qianye wanted to shout that it was the world that was wrong. But he couldn't, he sat by the window, just like he had in his previous life, by the door.
Yang Qianye picked up the bedside phone and asked the front desk for a lot of wine, a lot of wine.
He kept drinking, drinking, until about seven o'clock in the evening, and he was still drinking.
There were a dense number of empty wine bottles around him, and there was no place to stay, and the trash cans around him were almost crowded with spit out wine.
Yang Qianye sat on the ground and leaned on the edge of the bed, his head resting on the edge of the bed, holding a half-full wine bottle in his hand, looking at the night scene outside the window, it was beautiful, but it didn't belong to him.
When Sun Yao came out of the hotel, she made a phone call to her secretary.
"I need to know the things between the Pro League only wolf totems, all! Immediately! Right away! ”
At this moment, a stack of materials was placed in Sun Yao's study.
"The Wolf Totem team did not sign a private contract with the professional league, and during the Asian Theater Qualifiers, the professional league disqualified the Wolf Totem on the pretext that the team information was not complete. Wolf Totem then moved to the Glory War Zone and qualified for the finals. ”
"During the first round of the group stage of the second stage of the finals, the professional league received a commission from the board of directors of the Liberty American Lady of Liberty team to keep the captain of the Wolf Totem team in China for the same reason, and the rest of the starters of the Wolf Totem were also transferred from the finals site, leaving only five substitute players who had never participated in the competition."
Sun Yao closed the information, and she felt that her head hurt.
Originally, Xu Zhi told him to do harm, and it was absolutely easy to let the Wolf Totem team voluntarily withdraw from the game. However, what the professional league did to the wolf totem was mixed with personal grievances in the pure stakes.
From interests, it has been upgraded to people's hearts.
What's even more troublesome is that the party Yang Qianye is still a child, a child who grew up in an orphanage.
With the anchor's net worth of more than one billion, money no longer has any attraction for him.
With the strength of the team, it is easy to get an ideal result, and the glory seems to be within reach.
Coupled with this kind of thing, Sun Yao even thought of a picture where Yang Qianye killed the professional league with a machete, and sighed that the revenge was revenge after seven in and seven out.
Sun Yao only hopes that Yang Qianye, a poor child, can have his own universal values, be able to understand losses, and know how to advance and retreat. Don't force the General Administration of Esports to use a last resort that no one wants to see.
Yang Qianye looked at the night scene outside the window, the alcohol completely numbed his originally sensitive nerves, he was chaotic, and he was not afraid of anything.
Whether in his previous life or in his present life, as a professional player, he hardly drinks or smokes, and these two things affect the nervous response.
In his previous life, he drank it once and crossed over.
In this life, he thought that maybe when he was old, he would take out a bottle of precious wine and pour a glass with his friend. But he was wrong, so he was drunk.
Yang Qianye staggered to pick up the half-full wine bottle, poured it into his mouth, and most of it flowed onto the bed and clothes.
"You guys! Come on! I! Yang Chiba! I'm not afraid of you! ”
Yang Qianye pointed the wine bottle at the window, looked at the night scene outside the window, looked at the reflection on the window, and shouted loudly.
A night of hangover, no words and no dreams.
On the sixth day, under Qian Buzhi's very ugly face, Yang Qianye got on the flight to Mao Zisu with a cold face.
When they came to the accommodation area of the wolf totem team, they found Li Zheng, Zhang Kai, Li Yuling and Yu Changfei, who were already in the training room, training with the five wolf cubs without saying a word.
"Boss?"
Yu Yumo asked Yang Qianye with concern. Keenly, she noticed that something was wrong with Yang Qianye, her eyes, her face, Yu Yumo couldn't tell what was wrong, but her intuition told her that something must have happened.
"It's nothing, what about Meng Meng?" Yang Qianye denied it with an unchanged expression and asked about Meng Meng.
"Yes, in my room."
"I'll take a look."
Yang Qianye came to Yu Yumeng's room, Yu Yumeng, who was wearing pure white pajamas, quietly painted an oil painting, the painting was ugly, but the picture of the whole room was suffocating.
Yang Qianye hugged Yu Yumeng from behind, Yu Yumeng was startled, turned her head and saw Yang Qianye's face, saw Yang Qianye's sadness, and big drops of tears.
"Brother Chiba, what's wrong?"
"No, it's nothing, let me cry for a while, okay?"
Yang Qianye hugged Yu Yumeng, felt the warmth in her arms, and felt the fragrance of Yiren.
The various things in the previous life began to fade away, and Yang Qianye at this moment was just a child.