In Manchester City's late night, too many people are destined to be unable to fall asleep for a long time.

Even for the team players and players participating in this year's World Finals in major competitions, although the entire high-intensity training competition during the day had consumed most of their physical strength, and the teams held meetings and reviews at night to squeeze out their remaining energy, but after returning to the room and taking a shower and lying on the bed, they tossed and turned on the bed and couldn't sleep.

Some people are thinking about their performance in one training match today, trying to recall whether they have made many mistakes, and after reviewing, they are determined to perform better tomorrow.

Some people are thinking about the heavy battle between God and SSK tomorrow morning, and they are analyzing and guessing what the collision between the No. 1 seeds in the two major competition areas will be like. They may even sit up from the bed and pull their teammates in the same room to discuss.

The coaches, team leaders and analysts of various clubs were unable to rest.

Even if they pulled their team members to hold the review meeting and let the team members go back, they still had to continue the meeting, and their faces could not hide their fatigue, but they still tried hard to discuss the issues listed in their notebooks one by one.

There is only one final in the year.

Work harder and harder, it's okay.

As long as their team can achieve good results in this S event, all the efforts will definitely be worth it.

The 11th floor of the Hilton Hotel.

By the floor-to-ceiling window in the room, No. 1 leaned leisurely and comfortably on the sofa. The phone beside him rang, picked it up and opened the screen and looked at it. It seemed as if he saw something interesting. He smiled, while No. 2, who was standing in front of the window with his hands behind his back, turned his head to look at it when he heard the sound:

"how?"

No. 1's mouth slightly raised:

"It's okay, I just heard something interesting."

No. 2 frowned: "Interesting?"

No. 1 shrugged: "The fourth brother was pulled to the training room downstairs by Xiao Feng. This guy is miserable enough. He has been busy all day and has no time to spare. Now he is helping the kid watch the video for review and analysis."

Video recording?

No. 2 reacted:

"Video of the boy surnamed Han?"

No. 1 smiled: "Apart from that little guy, who else can make Xiao Feng stop sleeping at night and even pull the fourth brother to help?"

Very acknowledged this statement, No. 2 nodded, showing a rare look of praise:

"It should have been like this long ago."

As a senior, among the few companions, No. 2 always has the highest standards for Lin Feng and others, and the strictest attitude, especially in his opinion, someone is the inheritor of the companion in front of him at this moment. There is no doubt that it is not too much to use the strictest standards to make the demands.

But he, as his fellow master, didn't seem to be like a master, which made him quite dissatisfied, not to mention that after knowing the current strength of the inherited inheritor of Lee Do-jae in Korea, the sense of crisis began to become stronger.

"If that kid doesn't work harder, he won't even be able to see the back of the boy named Han."

No. 2 commented in a cold tone:

"At that time... he is embarrassing to be an apprentice, and you, a master, may not be very glorious."

However, No. 1 seemed to care about his companion's statement, shrugged his shoulders and looked relaxed:

"Not to it."

"Besides, the master is the master's apprentice and the apprentice. Even if the young guy named Han is at a high level in the future, he is only his own achievements, and it has nothing to do with that old guy Li Daozai."

"It's enough that he didn't beat me back then."

No. 2 sneered: "You think so, but Lee Daozai may not think so. Anyway, I can't stand that guy's proud and arrogant face. I feel disgusted once."

No. 1 couldn't help laughing:

"Your temper...you will never change your whole life."

"However, I can look forward to it tomorrow. When that guy knows the truth, the expression on his face will probably be very exciting, right?"

He casually mentioned something big about tomorrow, and No. 2 also showed a happier look on his face:

"certainly."

"If it weren't for this, would you think I would have promised you to help so well?"

Number One laughs:

"Is that so? It's rare that we have the same hobby, so tomorrow... I'm looking forward to it too. I guess that guy Li Daozai hasn't slept yet. He is full of confidence and thinking about his plan tomorrow~"

No. 1, who said this, paused, with a look of regret on his face: "But I'm a little sorry for that guy M. This time, he has to lose some face."

After all, compared to Lee Do-jae, he always has a lot of appreciation for the other legendary opponent with a gentle and low-key personality in the previous generation of South Korea.

No. 2's expression is indifferent and emotionally commented:

"This time, it has risen to the level of the competition area and even the country, and personal personal relationships are not worth mentioning."

No. 1 was silent for a moment and nodded:

“That’s right.”

His eyes looked out the window and narrowed slightly:

"It's over here."

"It's still the incident that people took the initiative to cause it."

"Then... let's have fun with them."

...

When I walked to the terrace outside the hotel floor to breathe, M unexpectedly discovered that his old friend happened to be there:

"I haven't fallen asleep yet?"

The night wind was cool, and Lee Do-jae was wearing a black windbreaker, and her whole body seemed to be about to blend into the night. When she heard M's inquiry, she turned to look at him:

"Aren't you?"

M smiled gently: "I've gotten older and I'm used to going to bed early and getting up early, but I'm not very used to it when I got to Manchester City. Maybe the jet lag has not been adjusted properly. I lay in bed for a while but couldn't fall asleep."

Lee Daozai said "yes" and turned his head and looked back at the night in the distance.

M held up the old black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose:

"Thinking about tomorrow?"

Lee Daozai nodded and glanced at his old friend again: "The time and place are sent to you with messages, don't be late."

M Xiaoxiao: "Don't worry, this rare official occasion... I will never forget."

And as he said that this top legend of the previous generation of South Korea seemed to have some thoughts aroused, and he sighed:

"It's rare to get all of us old guys together... it's been a long time ago."

Time has changed and changed, and a generation has passed.

Even the legends like stars shining in the night sky of e-sports back then are actually scattered now. It is rare to cherish and distant occasions where almost everyone can gather together like tomorrow.

It's a pity

In such a grand and rare occasion, the people participating came with their own "weapons".

It is destined to be a warm and happy reminiscence.

There is a destined breath of gunpowder.

"When can we just sit down and chat?" M sighed a little.

This is really his greatest wish now.

Lee Daozai was silent for a moment and coldly responded to his old friend:

"OK."

"if only……"

"When China's e-sports will never be able to turn over."

I have been busy all day and I am so tired that my waist is almost broken when I go on a business trip. I will try to see if I can recover from stability tomorrow.
Chapter completed!