One thousand nine hundred and forty-three situation
The Imperial Alliance does have its drawbacks.!
But this drawback is not accidental.
When every team reaches its peak, its problems will arise.
This is even more true on the Emperor Alliance side.
Playing every game as the last game is not just about love, but also about the lifespan of the Imperial League team is not that long.
Don’t talk about Yin Wuyao’s age.
In addition, those who are playing e-sports are now 18, 19.
After 24 years old, your condition will get worse day by day. This is cruel but it is the most realistic.
It also means that the overall Imperial League team is aging.
Not only Yin Wuyao, but also Lin Feng, Yun Hu, and even Qin Mo.
Their professional e-sports career will last at most two years.
What's more, Lin Feng and Yun Hu had the idea of retiring long before the Asian Championship.
After the collapse of the Lin family, it was entirely up to the company to support it.
Lin Feng seems silly and sweet, but in fact he has a strong sense of responsibility.
When the Lin family was in good condition, he could just be his young master in the courtyard.
It seems different now.
Lin Feng can detect it from the treatment of people and things.
But on the surface, he didn't care.
In fact, Lin Feng would never take on that responsibility just because he was happy to play the game.
Including after winning the Asian Championship in the Imperial League, he immediately started running engineering outside.
Yun Hu made an appointment with him several times.
Of course not a separate appointment.
It is about people in the compound gathering together.
Lin Feng refused several times because he was busy.
Perhaps the people standing next to Yunhu saw something.
Several people were still in the teahouse, and one of them smiled: "Mr. Lin is really busy now. In this way, I called him and happened to talk to him about his cooperation."
As he said that, he dialed the phone in front of Yun Hu, and his purpose was to make Yun Hu happy.
Yun Hu held the tea bowl in his hand and didn't look at him.
But the man also understood a little bit that he couldn't hold back his energy and wanted to see people too much, otherwise he wouldn't have sold him this face at all.
Lin Feng didn't answer quickly. When the sound came, he still had a wind sound: "Jiahe, what's wrong?"
"No, I'll ask you to come out and gather together. You said we all grew up in the same yard. How long has it been gone? You played games before and said you should cherish your feathers. Now it's on holiday. It's nothing bad to be together." Song Jiahe said wisely: "Listen to me, I have more opportunities."
Lin Feng glanced at the wrist watch and paused: "Okay, where are you?"
"Old place, the teahouse we often came to in the past." After Song Jiahe finished speaking, he looked at Yun Hu.
Lin Feng talked less when driving, and after all, he was not in the team, so his personality became much more calm.
Not that much talk.
After all, this is the most taboo thing in the mall.
Say less and make mistakes less, say more and make more mistakes.
Because no matter what you say, as long as the other person is willing, he will pick out the problem from your voice.
That's why shopping malls pay attention to doing more and talking less.
If Bo Jiu had seen Lin Feng like this, he would probably be a little unimaginable.
However, it seems that people are.
The personality is multi-faceted and a layer of protective color is to better integrate into society.
When Lin Feng walked into the teahouse, the first thing he saw was Yun Hu on his left hand, and he couldn't help but pause...
Chapter completed!