It was getting late.
The moon was high up in the sky.
The silvery white light shone on the ground, reflecting off the buildings of the University of Finance and Economics.
They took a bus back to school, and after waving goodbye to the guys from Room 514 in front of the dormitory building, Kamimiya Saka turned around and walked towards her female dormitory.
As she walked, she took out her cell phone from her pocket and dialed a number.
Soon, a respectful Japanese male voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Miss."
Kamimiya Saka nodded and said,
"Aota-kun, have you booked the plane tickets and hotel?"
On the other end of the line, the man with the surname Qingtian replied quickly and respectfully, "Yes, according to the original arrangement, Miss and a few others who will be accompanying us, the plane tickets and hotel have all been prepared."
"Well, the schedule for the others remains the same. Help me change the plane tickets to two days later."
As soon as she said this, Aota-kun was stunned, "Change the plane tickets?"
Kamimiya Saka brushed her hair and smiled, "Yes, is there anything wrong?"
Aota-kun was in a difficult position, "But … according to the company's arrangements, we have already contacted some people in Europe. Miss, you are in charge of the meeting, if you are late —"
Before he could finish, Kamimiya Saka interrupted him,
"Since I am in charge, then I have the final say, right?"
"This —" Aota-kun choked on the other end of the phone, stammering for a long time before he could give an answer.
Kamimiya Saka's tone had turned slightly cold,
"What, I haven't been home for so long that I can't even make this kind of decision, and want others to question me?"
Even through the phone, just listening to her cold voice seemed to be able to make people feel an oppressive pressure.
Aota-kun was startled and immediately shook his head,
"No, no, no! Of course not! "
"Since Miss said so, then I will immediately deal with it!"
There was even a hint of fear in his voice.
After getting a satisfactory answer, Kamimiya Saka's expression finally relaxed a little. Aota-kun on the other end of the phone was after all a loyal and reliable subordinate of hers, so naturally, it was not good for her to be too forceful. She immediately smiled and said,
"Don't worry, I have my own considerations."
"The matter in Europe … Of course, we'll handle it well, but we can't be too impatient. This is a fair cooperation that benefits both sides. If we appear to be too impatient, the other party will have the intention to take advantage of us, right?"
Enlightened by these words, QingTian-kun immediately nodded in agreement, "Yes yes yes, Young Miss is indeed thoughtful!"
Kamiya Saka paused for a moment, as if she had thought of something, and her lips curled up slightly.
"Besides —"
"It's just a small matter of changing the date."
"It's a pretty good reward."
QingTian-kun was taken aback for a moment, then he cautiously asked, "Miss, you mean …"
Standing under the soft light of a street lamp, Kamimiya Saka gracefully stretched her seductive figure. She looked up at the bright crescent moon in the sky with a hint of playfulness and interest in her eyes.
"Yes."
"It's very easy … to earn a favor."
…
Thousands of miles away, there were people standing under the same sky, admiring the bright moon.
Korea, Seoul.
SSK Team Club Training Base.
Han Shihao walked out of the training room and went to the balcony on the second floor of the base. He looked up at the sky and the bright moon that was half-hidden in the clouds. He breathed in the slightly cold and fresh air of the night and let out a sigh of relief. He closed his eyes and looked slightly relaxed.
The finals were around the corner.
Even for SSK, the publicly acknowledged strongest team in the world, they couldn't afford to relax at all.
In fact, as the publicly acknowledged number one in the world, there were countless halos and titles above his head, but whether it was Han Shihao or the entire SSK team, they never slacked off for even a moment.
Training intensity.
Training duration.
It was almost exaggerated to the point that other ordinary professional clubs would be shocked speechless.
Only in this way could they firmly occupy the top position of the pyramid in the world of professional esports, where the strong were as numerous as clouds and the old and the new were constantly being replaced.
Esports was always fair.
The one who put in the most wasn't necessarily the strongest, but the strongest was the one who put in the most.
A voice suddenly rang out from behind Han Shihao, breaking the rare quiet atmosphere on the balcony. It was a calm and composed male voice. There was a hint of a smile in his gentle voice, which made people subconsciously feel close to him even if they didn't see him.
"You're slacking off by yourself?"
Normal people wouldn't dare to make such a joke to Han Shihao.
But as if he had already guessed who the person behind him was, Han Shihao wasn't angry at being disturbed. He turned around and greeted, "Senpai."
His tone was as calm and indifferent as ever.
But those who were observant would be able to tell that this was a rare hint of respect for Han Shihao.
Standing in front of Han Shihao was a man.
He was about thirty-one or thirty-two years old, dressed in plain, old-fashioned black attire. He wore square, black-rimmed glasses, and under the lenses was an extremely ordinary face with a gentle smile that made people feel close to him.
In terms of seniority.
In the new generation of professional esports, taking Han Shihao as an example, he had entered the esports circle since Season S1. Nowadays, it was almost impossible to find a player with more experience than him. Even among the players of the same generation, there were very few.
Those who could be referred to as "Senpai" could only be the earliest batch of professional esports players from the previous generation.
And in terms of achievements, even among the older generation of Korean professional esports players, there was almost no one who could reach Han Shihao's current level, so there was naturally no need to talk about "respect" in his tone.
In the current Korean esports circle, there were only two people who could truly meet all the requirements.
One was naturally the recognized king of esports in the previous generation, and also the holder of the first "F" title, Lee Dao-jae, who had a master-disciple relationship with Han Shihao.
The person in front of him was obviously not him.
And the other person —
It just so happened that he had recently been exposed in the major gaming media in Korea and even in the world, shocking the entire esports circle.
He was from the same generation as Lee Dao-jae, and was the only Korean legend who could almost compete with Lee Dao-jae.
Therefore, if the scene on the balcony was known to the outside world, the entire esports circle, including all the major news media, would instantly be in an uproar.
Wasn't this man supposed to be in the Fate Team Club, guiding and coaching the team members?
How …
Suddenly appearing in the training base of Team SSK!?
What did this mean?
Not only was China's LPL preparing for the unprecedented training of the three teams, but even Korea's LCK division was secretly cooperating with each other?!
As if he didn't know or care about the huge storm in the esports circle that he could cause at any time, the man, whose achievements and status were on par with Lee Dao-jae, had a gentle and calm expression as he smiled at the most outstanding junior of the new generation in Korea.
"What's wrong, something on your mind?"
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