Rise Chapter 1897: OK

? The eight games on the second day of the group stage were all over. It was the evening, and the sky outside the stadium was covered with an intoxicating gorgeous sunset.

In the stadium, the spectators in the off-field spectators stood up and prepared to leave, while the players from the various clubs and teams gathered a little later, greeted by their coaches and team leaders, and then returned to the hotel by bus together .

After playing the game tonight, I have to have a meeting to review the game, analyze the gains and losses, and formulate tactics to study the format of tomorrow’s game; the team that just came to watch the game today cannot really be idle, and you have to have a meeting to review the game when you come back. Study the various tactics and styles of the team on the field today, and make advance preparations for the next possible encounter.

The people of the SSK club arrived at the hotel by bus. It wasn't until the time they got out of the car and walked into the hotel lobby through the glass revolving door, that Park Chanyeol had a separate chance to meet Han Shihao after today's game.

The young chief supervisor just raised his eyes to look at the absolute core captain of his own team in front of him, and the corners of his mouth evoked an arc of laughter but not laughter:

"Today?"

The question is concise, and the answer is also straightforward:

"I have a count."

As if indifferent to such an answer, Park Chanyeol nodded happily:

"Just a few."

It's just that the young chief supervisor here paused for a while, his gaze fell on the face of the world's number one mid laner in front of his own team, and he suddenly laughed again:

"However, it is better not to toss too late."

"Always wore dark circles under the eyes, it was too eye-catching. I don't know how many journalists from the media are rushing to collect interviews--"

Han Shihao can't hear it, and then he still has a blank and indifferent attitude:

"You are responsible for blocking it."

"I am not interested in picking up."

According to common sense, this is definitely not the attitude that a club signing player should have towards his own chief supervisor, but Park Chanyeol still shrugs his shoulders indifferently:

"Understood."

"I'm the chief supervisor, isn't it just to wipe your **** for your aftermath."

The tone should have a bit of self-mockery, but looking at the good-looking smiling face of the young SSK chief supervisor, it seems that these words are completely without the slightest meaning of sarcasm, but from the sincerity. A little bit grudge.

Han Shihao nodded indifferently and turned to leave.

Before he took a step, he was unexpectedly stopped by Park Chanyeol behind him again:

"It is best to do it as soon as possible."

There was hardly any clueless words like this.

Han Shihao turned his head, his gaze was a little bit bright and fixed to look at Park Canyeol, whose face still had the standard and gentle smile like a facial makeup, making it impossible to see through the true thoughts behind this smiley face.

So Han Shihao was silent for a moment, and finally gave his own reply slowly:

"Good."

……

Park Chanyeol, who is the general supervisor of the SSK club, has revealed the question of how Han Shihao, who is the mid-single captain of his own team, played in the game today.

But this matter falls elsewhere, on other people, but it won’t pass so easily.

The same night.

It was also when a group of SSK players returned to the hotel, and just after a brief regular meeting, suddenly unexpected guests walked directly into the meeting room.

Everyone in the SSK club looked up subconsciously, and the first time they saw the visitors, they all rushed to greet each other:

"Senior!"

"Your Excellency Dojae——"

"Your Excellency M——"

Lee Dojae, who came directly to the door with his former old friend, didn’t pay much attention to the panic and respectful greetings from everyone around him, and his gaze fell on Han Shihao’s body:

"Come with me."

There was a majesty in his tone that couldn't be denied.

A group of teammates subconsciously looked at him with worrying eyes, but Han Shihao seemed to be prepared for this, and still stood up calmly, followed his predecessors and walked outside the meeting room.

Then it was in the exclusive internal training room of SSK next door.

With only M alone as the audience, two kings of the new and old generations of the Korean e-sports circle played a solo match.

The process and even the result are not important.

But after such a solo was over, Lee Do-jae frowned in front of the computer screen, and it took a long time to gradually unfold it, raising his head and looking deeply at the other person who most admired him and had **** with him. Taking a look at the younger generation of inheritance, he nodded slowly:

"Good."

Just a word.

But the emotions contained in it are incredibly complex.

With emotion and gratification and satisfaction.

But there is also a trace of disappointment that is extremely difficult to detect.

Han Shihao got up, bowed respectfully to the two seniors in front of him, and then left the training room.

Only these two legends from the previous generations of Korea are left in the training room.

Walking to the side of his old friend, looking at the door of the training room that Han Shihao had closed before he left, M said with comfort and admiration:

"We old guys..."

"In the future, I might really be able to retire."

Lee Dojae was silent.

It wasn't until a long while later that he nodded, but shook his head again:

"Not yet time."

"It's almost."

……

"It's getting a little hotter."

Compared to the two old opponents of the previous generation in South Korea, there is no such direct and convenient way to confirm, but several legends of the previous generation in Europe who also returned to the hotel residence that night also directly called out the three games of the SSK team during the day. I watched the first-hand video of the game repeatedly. After watching it, Crow was silent for a long time and slowly gave his own evaluation and judgment.

As soon as this statement was made, the atmosphere in the entire room suddenly relaxed and eased.

The other European legends of the previous generations next to them all showed a relaxed look of relief.

But J still frowned and looked at Crow:

"So, has he found his way?"

Crow was silent again, his eyes fell on the screen of the laptop in front of him, and the faint fluorescence reflected from the screen illuminates the face of the first European legend that year:

"Yes."

And the acknowledgment of this sentence made the atmosphere in the room solidify again.

The face of Arrow next to him has an incredible look:

"How is it possible—"

"Just this kid surnamed Han..."

"Isn't it a mere decline in status?"

When he said the last sentence, he looked at Crow a little unwillingly, as if he hoped that he could get approval from the latter.

But J looked at Arrow coldly, and spoke unceremoniously:

"Things that only most idiots believe, do you think so together?"

"How did you embarrass yourself to say such a fluke idea?"

I was a little blushing with J's words, but he didn't dare to retaliate and fight back. Arrow still couldn't help but argue for himself with shame:

"But--"

"If it is true, isn't it too exaggerated, how could it be so easy..."

"Besides, just three games like this, how many things can be seen."

At the end, his voice faded as Crow looked at him.

Looking calmly at the companion in front of you~IndoMTL.com~Looking at the other person who couldn’t help lowering his head under his own gaze, Crow’s eyes showed a disappointed look:

"So I said."

"Compared with Bullet, you are indeed a little worse."

Arrow suddenly raised his head as he heard it, his face showed an angry look of dissatisfaction again:

"Why—"

J coldly talks next to him:

"On the basis of what you can't see, if it falls in his eyes, it is definitely enough to make the same judgment as me and Crow."

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