The storm that happened in the conference room of the Manchester City branch of the World Telecommunications Association this morning, or rather, the soul-stirring confrontation that unfolded at the conference table, although it seemed that Number One and the others had calmly and steadily won, and everything seemed to have been resolved into nothingness again …
But.
Only on the surface.
It was just that there were no more ups and downs on the surface.
But the surging in the dark had already begun to slowly brew.
The crisis had not really been resolved.
Everything was about to happen.
It was just that they seemed to be the final winner at that conference table, but the final winner was far from being decided.
For Number One and the others, that storm did not really have no impact on them at all.
At least —
Including the meeting and conversation with the China exchange student in the reception hall of the World Telecommunications Association branch, as well as the confrontation with the other old rivals from the previous generation in that conference room, it finally made them, led by Number One, really make some real changes in their thinking.
They had a new understanding and awareness.
That was, perhaps they were still too lazy and arrogant in the past.
In such a brand-new era, no one had the right to be alone.
The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.
This principle applied to every legend in the previous generation of the Chinese esports circle, and in turn … it should also apply to every junior that they favored and valued.
So perhaps before today, for Number One, there were some things that only he and his old teammates needed to deal with. There was no need to let the grudges of the previous generation involve the younger generation of the new generation.
But now —
Their thinking changed.
Some things should be left to their juniors to gradually understand and come into contact with.
Some burdens, it was time for their juniors to try to accept and bear.
So there was this conversation that was about to unfold in this hotel room tonight. There was a meeting document that was not intended to be released to anyone, but it was lightly tossed in front of someone.
"Take a look."
When someone subconsciously reached out to take the stack of documents, Number One's voice also floated over, as if he was still calm and casual.
"Everything you want to know is all in here."
Number Three in the corner let out a strange laugh.
"Just don't regret it after reading it."
Number Two snorted coldly.
"It's too late for regrets."
Lin Feng: "… …"
He already felt that the atmosphere was not quite right. Now, as he listened to the conversation between the seniors, he felt that the stack of documents in his hand had suddenly become extremely heavy and even a little hot. His instincts warned him of danger, and he almost wanted to throw the papers away.
In the end, he took a deep breath and forced himself to look at the first page of the document.
A few lines of printed text came into view.
The moment the content entered his eyes —
Someone's hands that were holding the document suddenly froze.
Then, almost immediately, he snapped out of his trance and looked up at the seniors to ask the questions in his heart. However, he was met with Number One's calm and composed gaze.
"Don't worry."
"Look down."
…
Thus, he took another deep breath, suppressed the emotions that were clearly beginning to shake violently in his heart, and continued reading.
Then slowly.
The expression on his face changed from surprise to anger.
Then, it turned into uncontrollable rage.
Until the end.
When he flipped to the last page of the document and saw the shocking words on the last motion, a certain someone's body trembled violently.
It was just a thin stack of documents.
The translation of the three languages should have been effortless to read.
But just reading such a stack of documents seemed to exhaust all the reader's energy.
Closing the document, Lin Feng raised his head and looked at the seniors in front of him. When he opened his mouth to speak, he found that his throat was a little dry and hoarse.
"Seniors."
"These are —"
Even with his careless personality, after reading such a document, his voice actually trembled slightly.
Because there was no need for other professionals to help him analyze and explain. Just by reading it, he clearly understood that if all of the contents in this stack of documents, or even if only one of them was approved, the impact on the professional esports circle would be almost on the level of an earthquake.
Not to mention —
If all of the contents were approved.
It could almost be said that the future of the professional esports server would be cut off by more than half.
It would be a truly terrifying and fatal blow.
Seeing the shocked and panicked expression on Lin Feng's face, Number One smiled and casually waved his hand.
"Don't worry.
"These things have all been rejected."
Lin Feng was stunned when he heard that.
Then, he suddenly let out a long sigh as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders. He lay down on the sofa as if all the energy had been sucked out of him.
"That's … that's good …"
Then, he tried his best to sit up straight and looked at the seniors with sincere gratitude in his eyes.
"Seniors —"
"You've worked hard!"
Even if he wasn't there, even if the elders in front of him didn't mention the specifics of the meeting in the morning, Lin Feng could imagine how dangerous and treacherous the situation was at that time, and how thrilling it was from the documents in his hands.
At this moment, it seemed that Number One had just casually said a few words.
But within this …
How much effort and effort had been hidden?
One could imagine.
However, Lin Feng's words of gratitude only made the seniors raise their eyebrows slightly and look at each other. Then, he heard Number Three's lazy voice from the corner of the wall again.
"Don't thank us so quickly.
"Kid, you still haven't understood this material."
"Look again."
"Use your brain and think carefully."
Lin Feng was a little stunned again.
He vaguely sensed something from Number Three's tone that he seemed to have overlooked.
Then, he lowered his head and carefully read the document in his hand again. This time, he read it even more attentively and seriously. So, slowly, he seemed to see some problems between the lines. Lin Feng's expression gradually became dignified and serious again.
After reading it for the second time, he raised his head and looked at the seniors again.
This time, Number One smiled.
"You can see it?"
Someone was silent for a moment, then slowly nodded.
Number One's tone was still casual.
"There are nine motions, and there are about three or four battles to be fought in them."
"That's what we old fellows have to do," the old man said.
"But when it comes to you …"
"There are a total of nine battles, and not a single one can be missed."
As he spoke, Number One's gaze fell on Lin Feng. He continued to speak unhurriedly.
"Also."
"You have to win every battle."
Number Four next to him sighed softly. "These burdens shouldn't be placed on you so early …"
Number Two said coldly.
"But now, you have to take it."
Number Three looked at Lin Feng with a playful gaze. There was a faint smile on his face. "How is it? Do you feel pressured?"
Lin Feng nodded.
Number Three raised his eyebrows.
"Can you handle it?"
Lin Feng took a deep breath. "Even if I can't, I have to."
Number Two sneered. "Don't be mistaken. There is no chance that you can't handle it. You have to handle it!"
His words were like a cold and sharp blade that came straight at him.
Lin Feng closed his eyes.
Then, he opened them again.
At this moment, his aura seemed to change. He suddenly became quiet and solemn. He looked at the seniors in front of him seriously.
"I can handle it."
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