Han Shihao was brought by the coach to the young general manager of his club.


    Fenglin and No. 5 followed her to room one.


    Then the two leaders left each other, leaving a space for solitude.


    Park canlie looks at Han Shihao with a good-looking smile that seems harmless as usual:


    "not sleepy yet?"


    No.1 looks at Lin Feng and raises her eyebrows. Her words are more directly related to the theme:


    "has it been the fourth day?"


    This question, of course, is not about the duration of the finals.


    Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, grabbed his hair, and finally nodded honestly:


    "well."


    "This evening is the fifth day."


    Park canlie nodded slightly and looked at the captain of the core trump card of his club in front of him with great interest:


    "it''s the same sentence, I just ask and interfere in your affairs, not the specific situation."


    "But in the end, there are still a lot of reactions and opinions given to me. Everyone in the club is worried Therefore, I, the general supervisor, always have to give some reassurance to the people below. "


    Han Shihao frowned: "what do you want to say?"


    No. 1 smiles and looks up and down at Lin Feng in front of her. She looks at someone and feels uncomfortable and numb. Then she speaks leisurely and leisurely:


    "it''s nothing."


    "Speaking of it, haven''t we been fighting for a long time?"


    Ah?


    Lin Feng listened again.


    However, when Park canlie looks at Han Shihao with a smile, he still gives his own solution:


    "the best way is to compete with you solo, which is the most direct and intuitive way - but this kind of thing is still too difficult for me."


    "So, if you don''t mind, let me have a look at it."


    So a solo confrontation and a single row of passers-by started in two rooms on different floors of the hotel.


    Two laptops were placed face to face.


    No. 1''s face was relaxed and relaxed:


    "let go of the fight."


    "How to fight these days? Let me have my horse."


    "It''s been a while. Let me see how much progress you''ve made now."


    Park canlie took a notebook and pulled a chair to sit behind Han Shihao. He tilted his legs leisurely and laid the notebook on his knee. Then he looked up at Han Shihao and said with a smile:


    "has it been a while?"


    "We''re doing this one-on-one analysis."


    "The last time I did this was years ago."


    Han Shihao''s face showed indifference and still gave the answer:


    "four years."


    Park canlie nodded, as if with some emotion: "time flies. At the beginning of those days, my memory is a little fuzzy, but in retrospect, it should be very substantial, isn''t it?"


    What he got was a cold response from Han Shihao:


    "it''s just that you don''t continue to be an analyst and coach now."


    "If you haven''t done it for several years, how much insight and ability can you still have?"


    The tone is full of irony and slight provocation.


    At the same time, in the room on the other floor, Lin Feng rubbed his hands and looked at the elder No. 1 sitting opposite him:


    "senior, I''m not polite --"


    Park canlie laughed:


    "don''t worry, I haven''t done it for several years. I''m not new to this skill."


    No. 1 mouth slightly raised:


    "Stinky boy --"


    "if there is nothing that can satisfy me, you can wait to suffer."


    ……


    One row.


    Solo had three rounds.


    None of them seems to be satisfactory.


    But Han Shihao''s expression is still indifferent.


    Someone has the cheek to keep his face.


    Park canlie looks down at his Notepad which has been filled with a whole page. No.1 looks at the picture of the computer screen in front of him.


    Then they both looked up:


    "continue."


    "Come again."


    It''s a single row game again.


    Three rounds of solo again.


    The response is still the same, continue and come back.


    After more than an hour, park finally put away his notebook, and No. 1 released his mouse and keyboard in front of him.


    Han Shihao looked up at the general supervisor in front of him:


    "enough?"


    The young chief supervisor pondered for a moment and then laughed:


    "that''s enough."


    Lin Feng gazed at the elder sitting opposite"Master, is that all right?"


    No. 1 waved casually, as if to drive away flies:


    "OK, let''s go."


    Han Shihao gets up and pushes the door away. Someone comes to the door and looks at his elder carefully. He closes the door and leaves.


    The atmosphere is quiet in different rooms on two floors of the hotel.


    After a long time, park canlie looked through his notebook again, as if carefully studying the content of the analysis record that he had just written down a few pages, and took out his mobile phone to dial a series of numbers.


    At the end of the receiver came a cool and dignified voice:


    "how is it?"


    Park canlie laughed: "let Shihao play three single platoons for me."


    "So, your opinion is --"


    Park Chan lie pauses slightly, as if giving an easy answer:


    "yes."


    There was a moment''s silence on the other end of the phone, and after a long time, the voice came again slowly:


    "if you judge like that, let him continue."


    No. 1 got up and went to the French window in the room.


    But I don''t know when the door was gently pushed open again. The fifth came in to see her fiance in front of the French window:


    "so, what''s the result?"


    No. 1 looked out of the window at night, leisurely and casually:


    "not bad."


    No. 5 laughs: "yesterday, when facing No. 2 and No. 3, they seemed to have enough confidence. Now it seems that some people are not completely confident either."


    A rare joke about his fiance.


    No. 1 turned to look at his beautiful fiancee and laughed:


    "after all, you have to confirm it in person before you can rest assured."


    "Now There''s a bottom. "


    "The rest, let these two little guys play by themselves."


    ……


    Late at night.


    The lights in the training room on the sixth floor of the hotel are on again.


    It''s just a little later than the days before.


    The two people who arrived in the training room looked at each other, but there was still no more communication, and no one was going to mention the reason for being late. It was still just a simple word to end the conversation:


    "open."


    The group stage came to the fifth day.


    In the morning, the two matches in group C were the first to open today''s schedule.


    Speedwater is finally up against MLG.


    After a thrilling battle, the match time was locked in the 35th minute. The blue side''s fast water team regretted the defeat, which attracted a burst of sigh from the Chinese players in the audience.


    Sure enough.


    As the third seed in the LPL division, it participated in the world finals for the first time this year. The strength of speedwater is inferior to MLG, which is the number one seed in this year''s European division.


    When the second game ended with thunder beating wild card.


    Group D goes to war.


    Today''s first game is God versus fate.


    36 minutes.


    The game is over.


    There was a stir frying in the hall, with screams, whistles and applause almost toppling over the ceiling of the stadium.


    God the hand of God defeats fate.


    Won the third group game.


    Three wins in a row!


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