When facing an incurable hand injury, Li Jin also looked like this water drop.

Water moistens all things, and tolerance is great.

He was calm, searching for all the ways to treat his hand injury; He is tough and will not give up even if the chance is slim; He is gentle. Even if he is scarred, he tries his best to be the captain's responsibility and supervise everyone's training

However, what he admired most was Li Jin's tolerance, soberness and magnanimity.

"It's raining heavily..."

Chen Yan smiled bitterly again.

Neither of them spoke and quietly looked at the torrential rain outside the window.

Li Qinian stood outside the door, leaned against the wall and looked up at the ceiling.

The rain pattered, the wind roared, and the three were silent until the rain completely stopped.

"The rain stopped."

Chen Yan put out his cigarette butts and looked at the tall buildings in the distance. The emotion in his heart seemed to be washed away by the rain and became quiet and peaceful.

He seemed to see the SOG team stumble all the way.

A group of young people with young smiles raised the golden trophy for the first time, dressed in a red flag, surrounded by flowers and glory, proudly told everyone——

We are SOG team from China. Our glory belongs to China!

Teenagers playing video games have hot blood and the wind is always blowing in their bones.

With this momentum, they won the world championship for the second year at one fell swoop, slapped those who despised China, and stood on the podium in high spirits.

They have always been high spirited teenagers, carrying the breeze, the moon and the grass on their shoulders, but with the sun, the moon, the stars and the family, the country and the world in their eyes.

Wear a red flag and glory on your shoulders.

They don't like spring breeze, summer cicadas, wealth and laziness, and face all injustice and discrimination because they are teenagers.

"Well, the rain stopped."

Li Jin said faintly.

Chen Yan lights himself another cigarette:

"Well, no matter how heavy the rain is, it will always stop. I should think about how to release the news of your retirement so that the fans can respond less fiercely..."

It is the most difficult to understand the youth dream. Once the sorghum turns, it becomes empty.

Those glorious years at the top are like this rain. They are fleeting and always have to stop.

Li Jin: "hard work."

Chen Yan raised his hand and hit Li Jin hard: "I've got your salary for so long. This time, I have to do something serious."

Before Li Jin could speak, he sighed heavily, with some emotion:

"In fact, you and I also know that China is not the country of China ten years ago, and E-sports is not the e-sports of ten years ago. More and more fresh blood is being explored and cultivated. As the trend of the trend, the e-sports industry in the future will only grow into a towering tree and can not be shaken..."

Predecessors planted trees and later generations enjoyed the cool, which is also the significance of their pioneers.

Li Jin didn't speak. He stood silent for a long time. When all the cigarettes in Chen Yan's hand went out, he slowly opened his mouth:

"Let's go."

"Well, then go back to training. After going to the bathroom for so long, Lao Bai probably thought we fell into the pit..."

Chen Yan put his pocket in and walked towards the door.

Li Qinian hurried downstairs. At the moment when Li Jin stepped out of the toilet, he just dodged from his sight.

When they left, Li Qinian didn't hurry back. He leaned against the wall and bowed his head, thinking about something.

"Xiao Niannian, Li Jin seems to have accepted the fact that his hand injury can't be cured. Do we still have to help him?"

438 whispered opening.