When Luo Juerao saw Tan Heming packing his luggage, he felt extremely anxious and sad.
But he didn't dare show it.
He knew that Tan Heming felt more uncomfortable than anyone else.
It's been two months since I lost my mental strength, and the association can't hold back anymore.
As soon as the quarrel with his teammates broke out, some people now want to ask Tan Heming to withdraw temporarily. It will definitely not be Tan Heming's turn in next year's competition.
But they all know that the biggest problem is not that, and it doesn't matter if they take a break from the competition for a year or two.
The serious question is whether He Ming is in that Xuanwu card.
Tan Heming didn't pause in packing his luggage. He curled his lips and said, "It's okay. Can he go back and rest temporarily?"
His tone seemed relaxed, but the fatigue hidden in his tone could still be heard.
Before Tan Heming, there were many stars holding the moon, but recently, I have become accustomed to the warmth and coldness of people.
He even received rebuke from someone outside the empire, accusing him of not accepting the Xuanwu card rashly in the first place.
The facts are indeed not his fault.
If he didn't accept Xuanwu cards, maybe things wouldn't be like that.
While they were talking, someone came in from outside.
The newly joined team member Duan Yuleng came in with his brother Ming Fuzhi, looked at Tan Heming who was packing his luggage, and said with a sneer: "Brother Tan, I'm sorry, the association's decision just came.
Fu Zhi will take my place in the competition next year. I hope Brother Tan can take a good rest after returning to Xiangdong and he will probably come back to participate in the competition next year."
Ming Fuzhi raised his eyebrows and looked at Tan Heming. Tan Heming deliberately lowered his head and said, "Brother Tan, I'm fine. Is he Ming Fuzhi?"
Of course Tan Heming knew who he was.
Every association will have a group of reserve players, and Mingfu's output selection is indeed excellent.
If he hadn't walked there, Ming Fu would not have had a chance to appear.
Now that something happened to him, it will be the best choice to find out whether he will be restored.
Luo Jue Rao's face was ashen and he sneered: "No, then I hope we can lead them to win the world championship next year."
Duan Yu Leng deliberately smiled exaggeratedly and said: "Brother Luo, what I said is, is it so easy to win the championship? Of course, if the Xuanwu card is in his legs, maybe he can achieve better results.
...Hey, who would have thought that something would happen to Brother Tan as soon as he got the leg?"
"I -" Luo Jue's face turned livid: "Duan Yuleng, this is a serious matter for all associations. I'd better pray that one day this matter won't fall into my lap."
"That's not possible." Duan Yuleng said lazily: "He shouldn't have offended them like Brother Tan did. Otherwise, why would he choose Brother Tan?"
Tan Heming kept listening, and his face turned slightly cold when he heard those words.
He has always had a good temper, and he had already received enough cold looks during that period, so it didn't hurt him that Duan Yu Leng's words were wrong.
His suitcase has been packed. He has lived there for so many years and has his own house, so he doesn't have a lot of things in the association dormitory, so he can just push the suitcase away.
When he raised his head, Tan Heming and Luo Juelao showed a reassuring smile: "He begged to leave, let's train well."
Luo Juerao saw Tan Heming's appearance, and for some reason his eyes turned red with sadness: "Brother Tan, he gave it to me."
He has been with Tan Heming since he joined the association, and is known as Tan Heming's best assistant. His game was also taught by Tan Heming.
In his heart, there is no difference between Tan Heming and his own brother.
Now that he saw Tan Heming leaving in such an aggrieved manner, the pain in his heart was no less than that of Tan Heming.
Tan Heming nodded. When he passed by Duan Yuleng, he heard Cuofang's strange tone: "Brother Tan, there is a Xuanwu card. The glory of the entire empire has been destroyed because of me. He looks at me."
He acted as if nothing was wrong, he is really thick-skinned."
"What the fuck-"
Luo Jue's eyes turned red as soon as he saw something.
He immediately grabbed Duan Yuleng's collar, with veins popping out on his forehead: "I'll give it a try if I have the ability!"
Duan Yuleng was afraid at all, and let Luo Juerao hold his collar, and said with a smile: "Why, he is the one who lost the card, which is very embarrassing? Or the empire has a good temper, please change it to the Holy Spirit
Don, someone like him will probably be sentenced, right?"
"damn it--"
Luo Jue Rao couldn't bear it anymore and was just about to punch him, when Tan Heming grabbed him from behind.
"Xiaojue, forget it."
Tan Heming was not angry, so he looked at Duan Yuleng coldly: "It's useless for me to stimulate him, but I want to stimulate Xiaojue? Even if he beats me tomorrow, he will be punished, but I will also
If I can’t eat and walk around, do I think I will be suspended directly before the game starts?”
"He knew that I wanted to get Xuanwu, but I begged to continue talking about going east. He swore that even if a new Xuanwu card came out, or other core emblem clam-level cards came out, he would never let me go.
I get it."
Duan Yuleng's face turned cold little by little.
Tan Heming also looked at him with cold eyes.
Ming Fuzhi's eyes shimmered, but he did not get involved in the dispute between the two.
Even if Tan Heming has lost his mental power now, his aura is still suppressive. After all, he has been the captain for so many years.
Luo Jueyao glared at Duan Yuleng and Ming Fuzhi, and left there with Tan Heming.
Duan Yuleng looked at Tan Heming's leaving figure and gently clicked his tongue: "You are a piece of trash who has lost your mental power."
There is no way to pay by mistake in the future.
Ming Fuzhi smiled and hugged his shoulder: "Forget it, let them go out to eat and just treat it as a celebration."
Duan Yuleng showed a proud smile: "Okay, celebrate well, the trash is gone, and I am coming in."
Luo Jue Rao left the door with a bit of reluctance: "Brother Ming, even if that happens, can I still do it in the Imperial City? I can very well serve as a coach to guide them."
Tan Heming has always had a good view of the overall situation. He is also the deputy commander of the team. Usually when encountering some strange teams, Tan Heming will take command.
Tan Heming pinched the bridge of his nose, "I see they are making such a fuss, I think even if he leaves Dong to take command, will they be able to obey him?"
He looked into the distance and sighed: "Xiao Jue, he knows that I am worried about him, but if something like that happened now, he wouldn't know what to do."
"He went back to his hometown and took some rest. He has never taken a break after playing games for so many years. He hasn't seen his parents for a long time. Maybe there is no chance."
"Teacher Gong told him that Xuanwu is not an ordinary SSR card. He knows that it has not disappeared. It has stayed in his mind. Maybe when he figures it out, he may have a chance to regain his mental power."
His few words and his relieved and helpless tone really brought Luo Jue Rao to tears.
