"I told you before that glory is not a game played by one person. Now, Sun Xiang... what do you think?"
A long sentence jumped out from the public channel. Xiao Shiqin's hands hanging on the keyboard suddenly clenched, and for a moment, he could only relax helplessly.
On the screen that was locked to a gray color, a second sentence that was unexpected but clearly made sense jumped out.
"Yes...Glory is not a one-person game..."
A year's hard work turned into nothing in the blink of an eye.
"Lieutenant, do you want to eat?"
Xiao Shiqin opened his mouth, but found that his throat was extremely dry and he couldn't make any sound.
He was shocked that he had only discovered this now - after losing the Excellent Era Challenge, he left the competition venue in a daze, attended the press conference in a daze, and then got on the bus back to the hotel in a daze, until
Now, not a grain of rice has been eaten, not a drop of water has been touched, and...not even a single word has been said.
"...Xiao Qiu," Xiao Shiqin reluctantly swallowed and moistened his throat so that he could speak: "You eat first. I... will watch the video for a while."
He turned to the screen again. The lights and shadows were still flashing, gunshots were fired, troops were divided, and dual tactics rushed out... Xiao Shiqin couldn't remember how long he had watched the battle video for just over half an hour. The review notes had already been recorded.
There were three full pages, and the cutting of key paragraphs had been completed. He still stubbornly sat in front of the computer, slowing down, dragging it back, switching perspectives...
It seems that if you keep looking at it like this, you can isolate the whole world and don't have to think about anything.
"no big deal!"
"no big deal!"
"Xiao Shiqin!"
Xiao Shiqin turned around in surprise. Sun Xiang was already standing next to him at some point. The tall man of 1.85 meters cast a heavy shadow on the table. He angrily shoved the lunch box in front of him, frowning:
"Have a meal!"
"...I'll watch the video for a while."
"Eat!" The young captain of Excellent Era yelled, and he wanted to say something else, but he suddenly choked on it, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down slowly. He slammed the lid of the lunch box open, and with a mixture of anger,
Looking down at Xiao Shiqin with an attitude of command and bravado, he roared with teeth and claws:
“Watching videos can’t fill your stomach! Let’s eat!”
Xiao Shiqin was silent. He lowered his head and dragged the lunch box over, mechanically stuffing it into his mouth with chopsticks one after another. Seeing him move, Sun Xiang took a few steps back and threw himself heavily onto the sofa next to him. He shouted
He huddled there silently, holding his head in his hands, like a cold and solid stone statue.
The last grain of rice in the lunch box disappeared. Xiao Shiqin clicked on the video again, and Sun Xiang, after sitting there for an unknown amount of time, suddenly stood up and strode out, slamming the door behind him.
From that day until they returned to Excellent Era, they had not spoken. In fact, Xiao Shiqin had hardly spoken to anyone in these days.
He just looks.
Watch videos, watch videos of the final game of the Challenger League, watch videos of every Challenger match played by Xingxin; watch the endless reports on the Internet, Ye Xiu’s past after he was forced to retire, the storage room of Xingxin Internet cafe, and interviews with professional players;
Look at the appeals and protests from fans outside the gate of Excellent Era...
Excellent Era entered a news silence... Excellent Era contacted Samsara... Excellent Era announced that it was put up for sale.
Xiao Shiqin watched without saying a word. For him, the summer break had already arrived, but he was like a wandering soul every day, staying at the three o'clock and one line in the club, eating, training, watching this season's games, and analyzing
Tactics...
The option of going home for the holidays didn't seem to exist at all for him.
Where else could he go back?
The phone vibrated again. Xiao Shiqin opened the phone absentmindedly and raised it to his ear.
"Hello, I'm the manager of the Howling Club."
"……Hello."
"...I understand."
"...Thank you very much. I will consider it."
"……Okay, bye."
Xiao Shiqin smiled bitterly. A golden generation, a master tactician, he seemed to have no worries about his future. In less than a month since the end of the challenge, more than one team has already extended an olive branch to him.
Whistling, Baihua, 301, and even Miracle who just entered the professional league...
Each one of them spoke sincerely and sincerely, just like Wuxiao. So far, this is the third time that she has contacted him directly.
It's not the best choice, but it's already a better choice. Xiao Shiqin said to himself silently.
Baihua Team, a former wealthy team, after Zhang Jiale and Tang Hao left one after another, a tactician master is a great reinforcement for them; Whistling Team, a vibrant new team, has the combat power of Tang Hao and Zhao Yuzhe
Not to be underestimated...
But no.
Xiao Shiqin found himself subconsciously picking on the shortcomings of these teams.
Team Hundred Blossoms has been guarding their bloody scene. As a mechanic, it is difficult for him to become the core, and his own tactical style will abruptly distort their style of play. In the end, both sides will lose.
The Whistling Team has been in conflict with their tactical styles this season. I may be able to reconstruct their tactical system, but for a master tactician to be effective, the first condition is to gain the trust and trust of his teammates. Failure to do so will result in disaster——
Speaking of which, isn't Ye Xiu himself the leader of the four major tacticians in the alliance?
And Tang Hao, that Tang Hao who was full of arrogance and overpowered his superiors, could he trust himself, like Han Wenqing trusted Zhang Xinjie, or Huang Shaotian trusted Yu Wenzhou?
Xiao Shiqin shook his head to himself. There are still 301, and magic...
However, he knew that the reason for rejection was not these. It was something else, something that could not be grasped or touched, but was really there, that prevented him from saying the word "good".
He lowered his head and glanced at the time on his phone, closed the screen, and walked into the door of the training center. He stopped as soon as he entered the door - several acquaintances came in front of him, one was Ye Xiu, and the other was Su Mu.
orange.
"You haven't left yet?"
"Um."
"What's the plan?"
"have no idea."
have no idea.
After nearly a month of silence, I held invitations from several teams and thought about it over and over again. When asked, there was only one answer that came out of my mouth.
have no idea.
"Why don't you come to Xingxin?"
"Happy?...What can I do if I go to Xingxin? Xingxin doesn't need me."
"...I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
They walked away from each other, gradually drifting away. Xingxin and the other three opened the door and walked into the sunshine; while Xiao Shiqin, without looking back, slowly stepped into the dark corridor.
Semifinals.
finals.
Reincarnation wins the championship again.
The summer transfer window opens, and the first big news is that Sun Xiang, One Autumn Leaf, is worth 28 million, and the transfer cycle is together.
When Sun Xiang left, Xiao Shiqin didn't go to see him off.
He is silently waiting for his outcome - although that outcome, as a free transfer player, is actually in his own hands.
Until the phone finally rang.
"Xiao Shiqin, you... come back, okay?"
With a strong and familiar Wuhan accent, Xiao Shiqin opened his mouth, but his throat seemed to be choked, and he was unable to make any sound for a moment.
There was a moment of silence. When the voice of the boss of Thunder came again, it sounded a little cautious on the phone:
"Life Destruction and I talked to Excellent Era about 9.5 million. An Wutianri sold 5 million, and He Ming and Wang Ze sold a total of 1.725 million... I have collected the rest in the past two days. If you want to come back, I will
Sign with Lao Tao?"
"……boss."
"I returned."
It turned out that with so many hesitations and so many analyses, he was actually just waiting subconsciously.