FOG [e-sports]

After the game officially ended, Saint's staff went to the commentary booth, and temporarily notified a few commentators and directors, please give them a few minutes, and give old A a time to say goodbye to retirement.

During the commentary and the astonished expressions of all the audience, Old A took the microphone with his right hand trembling slightly, and calmly introduced his career time with no highlights but hard work in the past seven years, and thanked him for playing since the youth training. All the staff of the Saint team thanked their previous teammates, thanked Angel Sword for their companionship and mutual support for several years, and wished the local competition area, and hoped that everyone can have a good result in this year's World Championship.

"A lot of people...maybe it was because I retired that they knew I was in the league. Although I didn't leave any traces, I fought in the league for several years just like everyone else, and I didn't dare to work harder than others. Because of my talent, I have not been understood by many people, this is what I should do, I always only look at the results in the game, all I can do is never slack, let myself have a clear conscience." Old A turned to his team The teammates waved their hands, and finally said, "The honor is too little. I only blame my own lack of ability. There is nothing wrong with it. I am lucky enough. I am honored to be able to compete with this group of shining people. The club with such a good atmosphere has spent the most important seven years of my life happily. Since last year, it actually played the starting lineup of our team, and finally completed the retirement ceremony in such a large game. This is all because of..."

Old A had tears in his eyes. He paused for half a minute before continuing, "Because our club's owner, management...and my teammates didn't give up on me. They all knew that my right shoulder was about to be crippled, so they still didn't give up. I……"

Old A wiped his tears and continued, "They won't give up on me, and I can't give up on the team either. I have limited abilities, and I dare not stay on the team and join the coaching team to delay everyone, but after retiring, I will join our team's training team and try my best. Repay the team, I have been a substitute for so many years, I am really good at sparring, I will try my best to help the starters of my team, please rest assured my fans, I will never leave Saint for the rest of my life, Saint come on, everyone come on.”

Old A bowed deeply and handed the microphone back to the host.

Yu Sui and Shi Luo were in the field, and they could clearly see the Saint players, coaching staff, and their boss waiting for Old A. After Old A left the stage, everyone embraced for a long time.

Shi Luo tried her best to hold back her tears, and took a few photos for them from a distance.

Yu Sui looked at Shi Luo, "This is the first time you've seen someone retire?"

"This is the first time I watched it live." Shi Luo sent the photos he took to Angel Sword, and said in a low voice, "Old Qiao recorded a video when he retired, and it was all clichés. It took less than 3 minutes, and I felt blocked when I saw it at the time, it’s not so...so direct.”

Shi Luo glanced sideways at Yu Sui, Yu Sui's expression remained the same as before the match.

Shi Luo asked, "How many times have you seen it?"

"That's too much. After all, I've been playing professionally for so many years, I can't count them all." Yu Sui pretended not to see Shi Luo, rubbing the corners of his eyes, and said softly, "Don't be afraid of embarrassment, it's the first time I saw my teammate...not Ji Yanhan, it's too early, a player you have never heard of is also an assaulter."

Yu Sui continued, "The first time I saw my teammate retire, although I didn't cry...but I changed my game ID and avatar to his, played more than 30 games in a row, didn't eat, drink or sleep. She is also young, 15 or [-] years old, much more emotional than now."

"You..." Shi Luo frowned, "He retired, what are you doing to yourself?"

"Because I thought it was my fault at the time." Yu Sui calmly looked at the Saint team who was still embracing in the distance, "I thought it was because I wasn't C enough that he couldn't continue playing. I can't accept it."

Yu Sui turned to look at Shi Luo and smiled, "Who doesn't have a bad history, right?"

"What kind of black history is this..." Shi Luo was not surprised by this reason, Shi Luo looked at the angel sword in the distance, and said in a low voice, "You medical practitioners are all like this... Then what if it was me?"

The audience in the venue had already left one after another, and it became more and more noisy. Yu Sui couldn't hear what Shi Luo said clearly, "What are you?"

Shi Luo felt hypocritical when he opened his mouth, and he hesitated for a while before continuing, "Then what will happen to you if I retire?"

"Shi Shen, there's no need to eat this old vinegar, and..." The corner of Yu Sui's mouth twitched, "Isn't it hard to say which one of us will retreat in front of the other?"

It's really hard to say who will retreat in front of whom. Neither of them has any injuries. Although Yu Sui is two years older than Shi Luo, the profession of a medical doctor does not consume so much for the players. The more important thing is to eat consciousness and reaction. Yu Sui He is only 21 this year, and all levels are at their peak, and his ability to control the battle situation has even increased year by year. There is really no point of decline in his various competitive abilities.

It is an indisputable fact that Shi Luo's professional life will be shortened after he becomes an assaulter, but he is better than young and in good health, and his talent is also extremely high.

It's really hard to say who will retire first.

"Let's go." Except for Saint's die-hard fans, Shi Luo rubbed his forehead, "Let's go, let's go..."

Yu Sui called the driver, and was two steps behind. After telling the driver, the two of them would pass by immediately. After changing the ID for more than 30 hours, I changed it back, if you retire in front of me... I will change my game ID to yours, and I will not change it until I retire, okay?"

"I'm not jealous." Shi Luo's possessiveness towards Yu Sui was too strong. He himself couldn't tell if he was jealous or not. He didn't have any other thoughts just now. He was infected by old A's retirement. "Look at them I'm not feeling well, oh..."

"I understand." Yu Sui said softly, "He retired, and we only know that Saint has survived this season under tremendous pressure from the beginning to the end, and no team has come here smoothly."

Shi Luo nodded, "That's what it means... go home."

The two originally planned to date outside for a whole day, and then go to dinner and watch a movie after the game, but now they are not in that mood anymore. Shi Luo thinks about the last game just now, and the more he thinks about it, the more he feels satisfied, the more satisfied he is. I feel that the neat teammates are so cute one by one, my home base is so fucking warm, and the chefs outside, no matter how many stars they are, are not as good as the food cooked by my aunt.

However, he was worried that Yu Sui's precious stomach would ache from hunger, so before returning home, Shi Luo asked the driver to stop at a porridge shop near the venue, and went down to buy a hot porridge for Yu Sui himself.

"The stomach bleeding before... It hurt my bones." Shi Luo handed the packed porridge to Yu Sui, brooding, "I don't know how many months of professional life wasted."

Yu Sui blew on the porridge slowly, and reminded, "Shishen, when you went to buy porridge, it seemed that you were photographed again."

Shi Luo closed the car door, "Shoot as much as you like."

Shi Luo originally thought that after watching a retirement scene, he, a weakling with no life experience, would have the biggest impact and be the most hypocritical. He didn't want to go back to the base, but before he even entered the door, he heard Old Qiao's howling.

"Huh? You two... came back at lunch time?" Zhou Huo was on the first floor, looking at Yu Sui Shiluo unexpectedly, angrily, "It's so hard to make an appointment, who are you two? So Save money to live? Come back to eat?"

Shi Luo rubbed his ears and frowned, "What about Old Qiao?"

"From watching the game to the retirement ceremony to the post-match interview..." Zhou Huo had a headache, "I couldn't be more moved after I was substituted in, and I felt more real than the Saint team. I cried from the beginning to the end."

Before it was time for dinner, Yu Sui and Shi Luo went upstairs to change and took a look at Old Qiao who was silently crying in the training room.

In the training room, Chen Huo and Old Qiao were watching the retirement video of Old A repeatedly. Old Qiao's eyes were red, he couldn't help wiping the corners of his eyes, and choked up, "This is a successful retirement, this is the happy ending! Teammates are by my side, it’s an honor to lose the game…”

"Even if old A has no grades, what's the matter? He has teammates! He has an angel sword! It's worth it! I'm also an assaulter, I understand! It feels so warm that your medical staff are desperately trying to protect you!" Chen Chen Leaning on Shi Luo's cushion, holding Shi Luo's paper, Huo quickly pulled out a tissue and handed it to Old Qiao, and chimed in with self-pity, "What about me? I'm going to be out of control in the future and I'm going to retire. Who will turn into an angel to protect me?" Me? Who can I count on? Yu Sui? Can I rely on this scumbag?!"

Puppy with a numb face saw Yu Sui and Shi Luo, spread his hands together, "It's been more than an hour, these two people have been moved by their team, especially Old Qiao, they can't get out."

Shi Luo knocked on the door of the training room expressionlessly.

Old Qiao didn't feel ashamed when he saw that it was his own family when he turned around. He pressed the video playback button and choked up his own tears while watching the video. Teacher, no teammates, nothing..."

Chen Huo also glanced at Yu Sui who had a natural expression, and asked, "Yu Sui, do you have any heart? During the game, the director cut the scene for you, and your eyes didn't even turn red! You're not as good as Shi Luo! Look at it!" Angel Sword, look at you again!"

Yu Sui was scolded inexplicably, "This is the first time Shi Luo has seen someone being affected by his retirement. I've seen it too much... I really don't have friendship with old A, so it's strange that I didn't react too much?"

Old Qiao gave Yu Sui a reproachful look, and continued to cry.

"You just have no heart." Chen Huo sternly said, "If it were me, would you protect me so desperately?! Would you rush to me without thinking about your own safety?"

Yu Sui: "..."

Yu Sui felt numb from Chen Huo's question, and asked earnestly, "I threw myself in front of you...are you going to die?"

Old Qiao wanted to cry but also wanted to laugh a little bit. He was helpless, so he had to wipe his face with a piece of paper.

Puppy said coolly, "Can you be more rational and face up to the cold friendship of our team, stop dreaming? We are not on the path of warmth."

Chen Huo stopped Old Qiao's shoulder, patted Old Qiao while sighing, "You have no heart."

"If you have this kind of dream, then let me say hello to you in advance." Yu Sui sat down and said lazily, "I won't jump in front of you, and it may even be when you are about to take the last blood of your career." ...has habitually grabbed your head."

"Pfft." Old Qiao finally couldn't help it, "The last head was robbed..."

Yu Sui glanced at Old Qiao, and said slowly, "I am this kind of person, you already knew that."

When Shi Luo realized later, she realized that Yu Suichen and Puppy were teasing Old Qiao so that he would no longer worry about his sloppy retirement ceremony.

Sure enough, the old Qiao who was robbed of the last blood was inexplicably poked at the point of laughter. He couldn't cry anymore. He rubbed his face and finally turned off the old A's retirement video. He said helplessly, "It's pretty good." Okay...Old A is too sad, I may not be able to bear it, it's fine to retire quietly."

Old Qiao quickly collected his emotions, got up and urged, "Eat and eat, after training, we are going to play semi-finals. Saint didn't hold back at all when he played a few days ago. They just didn't say it, but in fact it was in the Give us training, don't disappoint others, we will play well in the World Championships."