Chapter 117 The Old Man

In the backstage of the competition venue, there is a corridor for the internal personnel of the competition, from which the fierce quarrel comes from here.

"What on earth are you playing? The sponsors don't pay for you to lose the game. You don't understand how difficult our situation is now - we have lost five games in a row, not to mention advancing to the playoffs. If you are eliminated, everyone is ready to get out of here!"

In fact, there is only one roar from beginning to end, and there is also a small rebuttal, which is almost inaudible in the sound of angry waves.

After

, it was the figure of the DND manager who left with anger.

Qin Hansheng sighed at his figure and turned his head to comfort the young generals who were almost in tears. He knew that it was not the fault of the children in front of him that lost. He could also understand the difficulties of the manager - under the eaves of this building, no one's life is having a hard time. This is not, only I can take the lead in the middle and relieve everyone's mood.

"Let's go, get in the car. Everyone has worked hard. Take a shower tonight and have a good sleep." Qin Hansheng patted the player beside him on the shoulder.

The thin shoulders touched by the hand reminding Qin Hansheng how young the young generals are. Most of them are newcomers who have just passed the selection, and most of them are also between 15 and 19 years old. The game chips that dominates the interests of the victory of the league are all pressed on this group of children. It's too harsh on the body.

DND is not as rich as other club teams. Naturally, the newcomers selected are also mixed. Of course, Qin Hansheng, as the captain, can't think so.

Let's wait for a while...

He can only say this to himself.

Suddenly, a staff member with a tag on his chest came over and said to Qin Hansheng, "There is a gentleman over there who asked me to give this to you."

Qin Hansheng looked at the staff, reached out his hand, and took a note.

There is only an ugly graffiti on it. A creature that looks like a cat and doesn't look like a cat holds a crown that can barely recognize its shape.

If others see it, they will definitely think it's a prank, but Qin Hansheng's expression has changed.

"Where is the person who handed this to you?" He asked.

The staff couldn't help smiling when they saw the grotesque graffiti, but after looking at Qin Hansheng's urgent reaction, he straightened his face and stretched out his hand and pointed, "He said he was waiting at the door over there."

Qin Hansheng watched several young generals staring at him, and just dealt with a few words slightly to let them take the club's car and leave first.

At the exit of the corridor, Qin Hansheng saw Chu Yun smoking against the wall.

"You haven't changed much for so many years, and the things you draw are still so ugly." For many years, the teenager in his memory has grown into this appearance, but Qin Hansheng still recognized him at a glance.

Chu Yun smiled and said, "Brother Sheng, you are getting old."

"Yes, I'm old." Qin Hansheng took a breath, but turned into a sigh of time and ran away.

Chu Yun looked in his eyes and slowly spit out a puff of smoke.

"I just watched your game."

"Are you disappointed?"

Chu Yun did not reply. He took out a cigarette and handed it to Qin Hansheng.

Qin Hansheng hesitated for a moment and took it over.

Chu Yun lit his fire.

Qin Hansheng took a sip and casually walked out a few steps. There was no moonlight today, and the weather was a little shady.

He looked up and said, "How have you been these years?"

"It's just a mixed life." Chu Yun smiled bitterly.

"It's a pity." Qin Hansheng said a headless sentence, but Chu Yun understood what he meant.

Chu Yun didn't say anything. After a dull moment, he said, "I didn't expect that Brother Sheng, you were still in this circle."

"I can't let it go, I can't let it go, in fact, I understand..." Qin Hansheng stretched out his hand and looked at his blue veins intertwined knuckles, which were full of callousings. "I shouldn't appear on this stage at my age, just like Lao Dong, Heizi, Brother Zeng, but I can never be as free and easy as you. I think this It's not just my interest. It's not just a profession or an honor. It has become a part of my soul and even my life.

"You call this team DND. Did you build it?"

"Yes, there were Lao Dong and others at the beginning."

"..." Chu Yun looked a little gloomy.

"Some things have passed, and I won't ask you again. It's just that you came to see my game today. Are you still playing games now?" Qin Hansheng asked.

"Hero Century? Yes." Chu Yun answered honestly.

Qin Hansheng's eyes lit up. He was about to open his mouth when he saw Chu Yun shaking his head.

"I can't help you." Chu Yun said.

Qin Hansheng is silent.

"I'm 27 years old this year." Chu Yun said again, "And I have promised others to go first."

Qin Hansheng nodded: "I understand."

"Brother Sheng, for so many years, to be honest, have you ever hated me?"

"What do you hate or not, gathering and separation is such a sparse and ordinary thing, and Lao Dong and others also know in their hearts that you have your hardships, but if..."

"If?"

"If you were at that time, you would definitely be able to do what we didn't do--" Qin Han looked up to the sky and exhaled a long puff of smoke.

The time for the two to say goodbye has passed another 40 minutes since the end of the game.

Chu Yun didn't stand up from the stone bench until the tobacco in his hand was burned.

Isn't life supported by dreams alone?

But who can laugh at those who work hard for their dreams?

Chu Yun originally wanted to persuade Qin Hansheng, but from beginning to end, he couldn't say a word to persuade him to give up.

He stepped on the cigarette butts on the ground and got up and walked back.

The neon flashes at night, and the stadium has already been empty. Chu Yun silently turned back along the path of the stone path, hoping to find an empty one who could take a taxi back.

At this time, the headlights suddenly flashed in front of him, and Chu Yun recognized the car and the people in the car.

"Didn't you go back first?" Chu Yun looked at Lin Ruoxi with an unhappy face.

"Hmm." The little girl only answered that one word.

"Why did you turn it back again?"

"How can there be so many crooked ones? You don't drive this road. I'm free to come and go - and, whether you get on the bus or not, I can go if I don't get on the bus!"

Chu Yun didn't dare to delay. He smiled and sat in the co-driver's seat.

"What did you say to him?" Lin Ruoxi's beautiful eyes turned white and Chu Yun, who was hurriedly fastening her seat belt.

Chu Yun was slightly stunned and then laughed.

"See you in the game!"