For this group of top legends of the previous generation, when they said goodbye to the professional arena due to age or various other reasons, they often care about the same thing the most—
That is to find a descendant of his own.
A person who can pass on his inheritance to the heirs who inherit it.
This point can be most intuitively and vividly reflected from Bullet's reaction performance tonight.
Although he had great hostility and repulsive disgust for No. 1 for whatever reason, when he heard that No. 1 could help him find a more suitable inheritor than Blade, he could even choose to let go of his hatred. No. 1 rejects hostility, is willing to come out to meet and promise at the end that if everything is true, even if he owes No. 1 a big favor.
It shows the importance of an ideal successor to him.
As almost the only existence of the same level that can stand side by side with Bullet in the past, No. 5 will be happy to find a suitable and ideal successor for his old friend and rival, but in contrast, he still thinks of his own inheritance. If there is no suitable candidate, the mood will naturally be a little sad.
Actually not never.
Because in someone's team that year, Zhou Mo, who played the ADC position, was actually No. 5's most favored and valued successor for cultivation.
Completely different from Tang Bingyao.
Not only in terms of style of play, Zhou Mo of that year almost perfectly matched No. 5's style of winning, calm and steady, but also in terms of personal strength and talent, Amer of that year had already reached a very high level. boundary.
It can even be said that at the beginning, it only needed another year and at most two years, and there was no reserve of No. 5 to teach it, then in today's world professional e-sports circle, there will not even be a seven-king-level ADC player.
Do not.
Far more than the Seven Kings.
Because the ID "Miaoyan" back then had far exceeded the realm of the Seven Kings.
Therefore, it should be said that given someone, the ADC partner teammate of the year, another year or two, there should be at least one more in the current e-sports circle who is comparable to the world's support god Autumn in the support field. God-level ADC player—
That is, the ADC who is stable above the threshold of the Four Emperors.
What kind of scene would that be like...
Unfortunately.
Reality does not allow for so many fantasies.
After the team of that year was separated, Zhou Mo and Mu Qiu went back to their hometown early and cut off contact with the entire e-sports circle and all the people they used to know. Naturally, No. 5 lost the most importance disciple.
This has to be said to be a huge regret that cannot be easily dispelled.
And the more important and more heavy point is-
This regret is now almost doomed to be unable to make up for it, because not long ago, No. 1 found out the whereabouts and situation of the two ADC partners and teammates of a certain team in the past through the relationship channel. Zhou Mo's sad news is almost completely unacceptable.
That is…
A tragic tragedy that manpower is doomed to be irreversible.
It was almost announced that a star that should have been the brightest in the world's professional e-sports arena has fallen.
No. 5 shook his head gently, his eyes were slightly red:
"I don't feel sorry for myself."
"It's just... I feel sorry for Xiao Mo."
No. 1 was silent for a while, and then smiled bitterly: "There is really no way to do this..."
Yes.
Even he had such a heavy moment when he had to admit that he had no choice.
Even when he was on the phone with Fang Hao before, it was difficult for him to tell the truth personally, because he could fully imagine how his old friend would react when he learned the bad news.
In fact, it's useless to tell anyone about it.
No one can do anything else.
Taking a deep breath, No. 1 slowly spoke again: "So... now I can only hope that the Manchester City issue can be resolved quickly, even if it is only temporarily - the rest... There are too many things to do. , Xiaofeng needs to face and solve it in person."
…
At this time, Lin Feng finally left St. Edinland Hospital.
In front of him, he was still thinking of staying in the hospital ward and chatting with the childhood sweetheart girl whom he hadn't seen in half a year, as if he could have endless topics and energy, just like this whole day The rushing and tiring did not bring him any tiredness at all.
But he also carefully noticed the faint tiredness on the face of the girl on the hospital bed when she was chatting with him with a smile.
Naturally so.
After all, you have just finished surgery and you are still a patient. How can you have so much energy
Still need more time to rest and recuperate.
So even if he was a little reluctant, someone made a decision on the spot to go back to the hotel first and give the girl a good rest.
Moreover…
Don't be in a hurry.
Anyway, he has already come to Manchester City, and confirmed that the girl is generally in good health, so there will always be a lot of time to continue getting along, and even before leaving the ward, the two made an appointment to meet again tomorrow morning, or An Xin himself took the initiative to propose. Yes, Lin Feng was a little hesitant when he heard it at the time, and felt that the former should take more rest, but the girl couldn't help but say it directly and made up her mind:
"Ok, deal."
"Meet you tomorrow morning, come over when you wake up, don't sleep late."
"Tomorrow I'll take you out for a good stroll!"
Going out... for a walk
Someone was a little confused: "Aren't you still in the hospital?"
The girl looked relaxed: "It's alright, it's not a big problem, just take a rest tonight and you'll be fine."
In just a few words, someone's concerns were directly forcibly dispelled, or it was useless to have concerns. In the relationship between the two, someone has always had no right to speak...
Moreover, from the bottom of his heart, someone himself is also looking forward to such an arrangement.
Taxi back to the hotel.
Take the elevator all the way upstairs.
Swipe the card to open the door and enter the room.
Then Lin Feng threw himself on the soft and comfortable big bed and tumbled twice, unable to hide his excitement.
This time...
It's really been completely relieved.
It turned out that the problem was really not as bad and terrible as he thought.
The buns are fine!
A little ailment was successfully cured by surgery.
Apart from the fact that Sister Xue, Sister Xiao Wu and a few seniors were so unscrupulously joking and pranking him to frighten him, everything else that came to Manchester City this time seemed to be very smooth and successful.
And Baozi also completely resolved the previous contradictions.
It's back to the same relationship as before.
In the next few days, you can relax and play in Manchester City. Maybe you can pull the buns and watch the first round of the S6 finals group match
Oh, by the way, Fatty will be here in two or two days, and neither of them have seen Baozi for a long time. They will definitely be very happy when they meet again.
One turned over on the bed and looked at the ceiling, someone thought happily.
All kinds of plans and arrangements popped up in my head.
The spirit is too good.
Can't sleep at all.
If he could, he would really like to share his excitement and joy at the moment with all the people he knows by sending a group message on WeChat.
Really are…
It feels like the whole person is so light and fluttering that he is so happy that he can fly!
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