Mo Bei looked at him, stretched out his hand to hold him, and met Hu Leng's eyes with a faint expression: "Leng Shen, you should have heard."
Huan Leng watched this scene for a long time, then pressed the hat on his head: "You can rest assured."
This sentence has several meanings.
With Feng Nai's current state, it was impossible for anyone to feel at ease.
The airport was too noisy, so the organizing committee had to consider it.
After all, after so many years, China has finally been shortlisted for the World Series again, and it can't be explained to Milan in the first game.
Feng Nai's situation, now all e-sports fans know that they can't deal with it so coldly.
Even if there are old people around.
"I think it's better not to let King play." The person who made the suggestion, when he said this, carefully glanced at the white-haired old man sitting in the middle of the conference room.
It can be seen that it is really respectful.
But he always has to worry about the overall situation.
"Right now, there are people making trouble at the gate of the organizing committee every day, and the voices on the Internet have never stopped. The players also know what is going on with King. No one wants to see something like this happen to the team captain. It will also have an impact on the players' psychology. Based on this consideration, we all believe that it is better to let king be quiet for a while. "
These words are reasonable.
Especially in the current situation, it is indeed a good solution.
The old man looked around.
Some hesitated to speak, while others nodded.
After all, there is no objection.
The old man sighed and looked far away: "Recently, I always think about when we won the volleyball championship, the gymnastics championship, and the Huaxia team won the Milan competition. At that time, the streets and alleys were full of joy. Now, no matter how old we are It seems that the glory is not as good as some gossip."
Having said that, the old man paused, as if he had aged a lot all of a sudden.
"Times have changed. My apprentice, let him be a substitute. It's really... For so many years, he has reached the finals alone. He can clearly win the championship, but because the team's total points are not enough, he can only stop in the top ten. This year is not good. Yi Huaxia is qualified, but he can't play."
The two managers on the opposite side looked at each other, then raised their eyes to the director.
No one wants to see the old man like this, after all, he is wearing meritorious service.
But still that sentence, they must give an explanation to the outside world.
"We understand your mood."
"King has given us peace of mind for so many years. I believe he should also know that the overall situation is the most important thing right now, and he doesn't want to see his teammates ruin the entire game because of his own defeat..."
boom!
Suddenly!
The door of the conference room was forcibly pushed open from the outside.
This noise also interrupted the director's words.
Everyone looked towards the door.
At the intersection of light and shadow, a slender and dignified figure walked towards the long table, his posture was very casual, his legs were long, he didn't look like he was here for a meeting, but he seemed to be walking a runway.
But it was this person who, standing in front of the table, made the director's face change without needing to speak.
"Burn what? Director Xu, I didn't hear clearly just now, you can continue your topic."
The visitor was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with a raised nose bridge, fair complexion, gentle and noble, no different from when he was a teenager.
If you have to say it is different, it is probably that it is more oppressive.
Even if he took off his glasses, it's still the same...
(end of this chapter)