Chapter 1638: career
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The eSports King’s Crush
- Warring Young Seven
- 638 characters
- 2022-01-03 09:24:25
Chapter 1638 Career
Feng Yi:…………
Did An An hear what he said?
The thin little demon is an activist. While muttering, he started to look down at the check-in information.
Feng Yi raised his hand and pressed his forehead, this...
On the other side, wait until Feng Nai appears at the table again.
Adolf has changed the subject: "God bey, our captain should have no shortcomings, he is..."
"Endurance." Before Mo Bei could answer, Feng Nai took the conversation, with a lazy voice: "Your captain, the endurance is average."
Adolf refused: "Although Heiyan has a deep grievance with our team, we often hammer each other, but the old K, our captain has played singles like you, his strength, you can't deny it."
"When did I say that he was not strong enough?" Feng Nai sat down casually, took off the glasses from the bridge of his nose, leaned back, his legs were too long.
Adolf still wants to say something.
Calling Leng over there suddenly opened his mouth: "He is right, bey should have seen it too, so I will continue to fight against K."
"Captain?" Adolf's eyes widened. He had never thought that a godlike existence in his mind would deny himself in this way.
Huan Leng looked at him with a calm tone: "There are some things I haven't said, because there is no one in the team who can take over, and the team cannot change me, but the operation will have operational considerations."
"Operation?" Adolf clenched his hand: "What does this mean?"
Huan Leng put down the tableware: "It's what you think, the team has plans for the team."
"You are the strongest law thorn in the country!" Adolf stood up all of a sudden: "What plans does the team want!"
The cat and bear listening next to him stretched out his hand and pulled Adolf.
Adolf's eyes are red.
Huan Leng also stood up, pressing his hand on his shoulder, applying a slight force.
Adolf turned away: "I don't understand."
"Last year's Star Game, I made a mistake." Huan Leng's tone seemed to be stating a fact: "A professional player's career is measured by age in addition to commercial value, even if I adjust it soon. Yes, but the lack of stamina is a fact. In more than a month, I will be 23. The golden age of professional e-sports players is your age."
Adolf's throat moved: "K is also more than 20, and your commercial value is a little bit short of him, he..."
"He is recognized in the world and ranked first in the kill list. He used a single person to raise the points of all of us. I am not." Huan Leng moved his wrist: "After last year, I can clearly feel it. My shortcomings are magnified, and even when there are playoffs, I will make frequent mistakes. The people above have talked to me. After the star game, they have discovered new people. Compared with the old future that can see the head at a glance, whether it is a team The club still needs fresh blood to promote, not to mention that my skills are indeed declining with age. The club has already made plans. After Milan, if my performance remains the same as before, the team has the right to follow the contract. Resell me."
"Resale?!" Adolf's red eyes were filled with anger: "If there is no captain for you, the club would not be like it is now. How many people come to this team, originally for you, we are players, not commodities! They are! Why!"
Huan Leng's throat moved, because the truth was too cruel, so he chose to remain silent.
"Why!" Adolf yelled out loud.
Mo Bei, who has not spoken all the time, raised his eyes and looked at him: "Most of the clubs are used to make money. Why do you think?"
(End of this chapter)