When a certain someone hurriedly carried his schoolbag and pulled his suitcase out of the door, causing a commotion in the corridor, as the noise outside gradually dissipated, the atmosphere in the office finally quieted down.
Only the two big shots of the Shanghai TV Industry Association branch were left in the room.
Looking at Fang Hao in front of him, after a certain someone finally left, Chu Fang Nan could not help but frown slightly.
"Brother Fang, you just …"
Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Fang Hao gently shaking his head.
"You think what I said is a little harsh, don't you?"
Chu Fang Nan choked slightly and then fell silent.
Yes.
He really thought so.
The words just now … were really a little too harsh. Even standing on the side listening, he could not help but feel his eyelids twitch a little. Because he did not expect that the boss and brother in front of him, who he respected very much, would rarely say such harsh words to someone else.
And the target was Lin Feng.
And more importantly, what puzzled him even more was that he had already told Fang Hao about what happened in Manchester, England, on the other side of the ocean, so the latter should be very clear about a certain someone's current mood and the reason why he was in a hurry to go to Manchester this time.
Then, in this case, when he spoke to a certain someone, he had to carefully weigh his words, for fear of touching a certain sensitive nerve again. Then with Fang Hao's calm and appropriate style of handling things, he should not directly say such harsh words to a certain someone —
"I hope that no matter what happens, you can try not to be affected."
"Don't let any other factors interfere and hinder your path forward."
These words.
Logically speaking, every sentence was correct.
But …
The timing was not right.
But it was in the case of knowing that the timing was not right, Fang Hao still said these to a certain person, and even made a certain degree of statement in an extremely tough manner.
This kind of method … was completely different from the style of his brother and boss that Chu Fang Nan was familiar with.
So.
What was going on?
As if feeling Chu Fang Nan's confusion, Fang Hao did not directly explain. Instead, he turned and looked out of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the scenery of the entire Shanghai bathed in the morning light, and sighed.
"Because … time waits for no one."
He sighed without rhyme or reason.
Hearing this, Chu Fang Nan was slightly startled. Then, he suddenly reacted and raised his head to look at Fang Hao again: "Just now … Brother Fang, what was the meeting you had?"
Fang Hao nodded slowly.
"I met with the people from the General Administration of Sport."
"We talked about that."
These two simple sentences were like lightning streaking across the sky, suddenly dispersing all the fog. After Chu Fangnan came to his senses, his expression suddenly changed, "What … what's the situation?"
Of course, he knew what "that thing" referred to.
He could also clearly understand the meaning of the "higher level" that Fang Hao mentioned when he was talking to a certain someone just now.
Yes.
Even compared to this year's World Finals, the importance of "that matter" was definitely far above the former.
It was something that would change the entire domestic eSports industry!
If something were to happen to that matter.
The impact and the severity of the blow to China's eSports was so severe that even if the Chinese server won the World Championship Trophy, it would not be able to make up for the most painful loss.
And from Fang Hao's tone, it seemed that … something had happened!?
All of a sudden, Chu Fangnan could not help but feel a little anxious.
Fortunately, Fang Hao waved his hand:
"It's not that serious, but …"
He paused and his expression became a little dignified again, "But someone from the General Administration revealed a piece of news. I heard that the higher-ups have a lot of disputes about the original motion."
"Some of the people who were originally neutral probably changed their positions after being persuaded."
"The voices of opposition … have increased."
"Fortunately, there are still a few people who have always supported us and have been helping to mediate and put in good words. This time, the people from the General Administration also came to pass on the words of those big shots who support us."
"They said that they want us to make some achievements as soon as possible to suppress those voices of opposition."
Chu Fangnan was a little confused when he heard this.
"As soon as possible?"
"How can we be as soon as possible? Isn't it next year?"
Next year, the World Finals would be moved to the home ground of China's LPL division. This was also their original plan.
Hearing that, Fang Hao gave a wry smile. "What the higher-ups mean is … they hope that we can get something out of this year."
"This year?!"
Chu Fangnan suddenly took a deep breath and the next sentence almost blurted out, "How is it possible this year?!"
Yes.
Even if several teams in the LPL division had made great progress this year and were in better condition and stronger than any previous season, to play something this year and fight for the World Championship …
It was not realistic at all!
Fang Hao nodded somewhat heavily. "Number One mentioned the estimated results of this year's finals when he called me before … But the big shots above don't understand these things. The orders were directly passed down anyway, so I can't explain more."
"Then, then what should we do …" Chu Fangnan was a little out of ideas and muttered, "If we can't achieve that kind of result this year, then … this matter will be ruined?"
Fang Hao took a deep breath:
"Try to hold on to one last glimmer of hope. If our three teams in the LPL can really create a miracle this year, then it naturally couldn't be better."
"But if it's difficult to go against the trend …"
"Even those who support us above will also be under great opposition pressure in the General Administration."
Chu Fangnan looked at Fang Hao. "So?"
Fang Hao nodded slowly. "So, if we lose this year, then the entire season next year will be our last hope."
"It won't just be S7's home championship."
"That's too late."
"We might not be able to hold on until then."
"We need to be faster and more decisive."
Chu Fangnan revealed a somewhat confused expression, but Fang Hao had already continued to answer and explain.
"The message from the Telecommunications Association is that when the season starts next year, we need to be more proactive in finding as many international competitions as possible to play."
"It's not limited to the conventional concept of MSI and S-League."
"Everything else."
"All the international competitions that can be played."
"All of them."
"And … all of them must be won!"
This kind of news was like a bomb, exploding Chu Fangnan until his head was spinning. "This … isn't this …"
"Yes."
Fang Hao said in a low voice:
"Next year will be the year we burn our boats."
"Our LPL division …"
"We have to declare war on the world."
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