The stage is still the same stage.

There are no cool lights, and no crowds full of friends.

There were no enthusiastic cheers, no teammates standing nearby.

In the dark gymnasium, there were only two lonely people left.

Su Baiyu stepped onto the stage step by step.

Sit cross-legged on the ground.

Lie down on your back.

At this moment, he felt that he was alive.

The body and the dream are inextricably linked.

Ji Jiu looked condescendingly at the tears in the corners of his eyes.

I shook my hand and didn't say anything.

Quietly accompany him.

At this time, a thousand words are just a quiet companion.

Ji Jiu seemed to catch a glimpse of a person standing in a corner watching them quietly, and was startled.

It's that girl.

The one who went against Su Baiyu on stage.

Lin Shiyu actually didn't expect to meet Su Baiyu and them here, and she had to arrive one step earlier.

As for why it's here.

It's all because of the arrogance in my heart that I was defeated, and I couldn't accept the reality that I was alone, and I came back here after leaving the team.

Su Baiyu is the king and has an undefeated record.

She wasn't, but now she was stained.

Lost to Su Baiyu.

It was her first time competing in a global tournament, and she had a stellar record all the way to now, losing her first global final.

At this age, little girls also have their own little pride.

It is useless to comfort them in the dark.

There are some things that you have to figure out for yourself.

The girl who lost the game was sullen and could not accept the reality, so she could only heal herself alone.

It's just fate to bump into it.

Lin Shiyu's thin body appeared on the stage step by step from the shadows.

Su Baiyu looked at her sideways.

It didn't seem too strange that she was here.

"Why retire?"

"Tired, why are you crying?"

"I didn't cry, which eye of yours saw me crying." Lin Shiyu raised his voice with red eyes and argued for himself. Tears that don't fall are not crying.

Su Baiyu sneered. "It's so hard to lose a game?"

"You know what. It was the first game I lost. ”

"Then you should feel honored, it was me who lost."

Lin Shiyu: ???

"So, you shouldn't retire, I won't have an opponent next year. It's me who loses, and you don't lose. ”

Su Baiyu stood up from the ground, his tall body and Lin Shiyu's thin body were in stark contrast. "Little bean sprouts, what do you know?"

Lin Shiyu, who was suddenly called a small bean sprout, didn't react and blinked. He went on.

"You only see me win, but you don't see how many games I lose in training."

No matter how much he is called a genius, it is not a little bit of accumulated experience.

Approaching the other party step by step, Su Baiyu bent down and met Lin Shiyu's line of sight. "It's been a long time since I've seen such clear eyes in this circle, you're amazing. Really, the future of esports depends on people like you. It's too difficult and too difficult to stick to your original intention. You say you lost the game, do you know that you lost the game and I lost my teammates. ”

A name he has not been able to face.

He hated Mo Hanchuan's ruthlessness more than anyone else, and he felt more sorry for the man who left the man without any explanation.

For a few months, he told the other party with his actual actions.

Even without him Mo Hanchuan, Su Baiyu can still lead [SLTR] to win the world championship.