Chapter 1654
The eSports King's Crush
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Chapter 1654: Feng nai heard it ...
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âA clown.â Little demon Bo adjusted her Little chefâs hat. Even her gaze was calm.
Feng Yi was surprised. He lowered his head to look at the little person beside him. He seemed to have seen the personâs shadow, but it was smaller.
After so many years, he would still occasionally dream of that group of people winning the championship.
That person stood in the middle, wearing the national flag, like a clear breeze and bright moon.
Back then, he had single-handedly supported the entire Supreme Alliance. Not only had he fulfilled his dream, but he had also created the youth of a generation.
Feng Yi had never thought that he would be standing in this place with his son again.
After all, everyone knew that the little devil Bo Zhizhiâs surname wasnât Qin.
âUncle Feng? What are you looking at?â Little demon Bo glanced sideways. He was so elegant and polite that he didnât seem like someone of his age.
Feng Yi smiled.âNothing, Iâm just curious. Why did you come to Milan and even agree to join the youth team? I thought you didnât want to play games?â
âSister bey is here.â The little demon Bo only said this sentence.
Feng Yi lowered his head to look at him. This was undoubtedly the youngest person in history to enter the youth training team. No one would believe him even if he told them.
This was the real secret weapon.
Last year, he went to the Qin familyâs house at the CHF.
The little demon Bo was already a special talent.
The meaning of the SF Bureau was to let someone lead him on the right path.
After all, the people of the Qin family had always been double-edged swords, especially in their hearts ...
âSplit personality.â âWhat are the chances of recovery?â Feng Yi finally asked.
Little demon Bo raised her head and her gaze stopped.âUncle Feng, you know?â
âYouâre here not only to accompany the youth training team, but also to be a counselor. â âIsnât my cocky nephew the one with the most serious psychological problems?âFeng Yi patted his head.
The little demon Bo didnât hide anything.âIndeed, psychological instability can easily affect the competition. In addition, his psychological defense has reached a perverted level. Itâs hard to find the cause of the trigger. So, maybe uncle Feng also knows that heâs in danger.â
âIs there no other way?â Feng Yi took off his glasses and stood there, fatigue evident on his face-an emotion only family members would have.
Little demon Bo looked out of the window, stretching her small shoulders.âMaybe itâs possible to make some people disappear. Big sister bei was forced to withdraw from the competition that year, and it became a knot in his heart. Itâs impossible for him not to be resentful. My suggestion is that heâs not suitable to compete again, but big sister bei doesnât think so.â
Feng Yiâs eyes darkened.
The little demon Bo raised her short legs and retreated.âUncle Feng, thereâs one thing I donât understand. Back then, it was those people who forced big sister bei to withdraw from the competition. Why didnât you blame them at all? you even came to the competition to win them glory.â
âIâm not trying to bring them glory. â Feng Yi glanced sideways and squatted down, his eyes leveled with little demon Bo âs.âYour father should have told you that as long as a professional player wears the uniform, they are here to try their best to win the championship. In the process, some people will like it and some people will hate it. There is glory and slander. We are here to play the game so that the national flag can once again float over Milan it is also for those who canât come, such as your brother Nan.â
âYour big sister bei used one hand to exchange for a place in the competition. Do you think she did it because she was resentful? She knows better than anyone else that all of this will only have meaning if she wins ...â
Feng Yiâs words echoed in the long corridor.
At the corner of the corridor, Feng nai, who had just come out to relieve himself, was standing there with one hand in his pocket and his back against the wall. His figure was slender, and his eyes were looking out the window, so deep that the bottom couldnât be seen ...