The doubles on the court have begun.

Lin Chentao actually didn't expect that he would appear, so he paused when wearing headphones.

It seemed to see his nervousness.

Rao Rong tilted his head and held the mouse with one hand, his lips were light: "Are you worried?"

"Yes." Lin Chentao did not deny it. He really felt a little overwhelmed.

Rao Rong looked at him, reached out with his other hand and straightened his headphones: "Why are you worried about with me? Isn't it said that if you only work as a team controller, you can play the game with confidence? Or do you don't believe in my skills?"

Even if Lin Chentao didn't look sideways, he could see the face close to him.

He waited for a year to wait for this man to come back.

One year, in such a team.

Even if this person comes back, it seems that all his talents are covered with dust.

He had thought about being able to participate in the Asian Championships.

Even if he is unwilling to give up, he is already considering retirement.

If it weren't for him, he said, "Follow me and have another fight."

He might have packed his things and returned to his hometown.

His hometown is a small county town where even the name is spoken but no one knows it.

It is impossible to get people there to accept his profession.

He has no platform and no matter how many fans he has, he cannot do large-scale live broadcasts after retirement.

It seems that it is the same in any industry, and there are very few people who can come out.

In addition to competition, it is more about survival.

But for some reason, he didn't want to appear in front of fans in that image.

Start live broadcasts and earn rewards.

If you are still in the team, it's nothing.

But after retiring, I felt a little awkward.

Actually, I want to do more.

Even I can't hide my truest thoughts.

Anyone has a heroic dream in his heart.

Regardless of men and women.

I want to stand in the most dazzling place and win glory for my country.

If that person would still be standing beside him at that time.

Probably, there will be no regrets in this life.

Some people can say it out loud.

He won't, because he chose to follow when that person is there.

"Have you calmed down?" Rao Rong raised his eyebrows.

Lin Chentao clicked,

Rao Rong smiled and took out his cell phone: "I'm pretty stupid. Before the game, I'll give you a gift."

"Gift?" Lin Chentao looked confused.

Rao Rong called out the text message and asked him to look at the page of his mobile phone: "Uncle said he would not send WeChat messages and could not talk to you in a voice message, so he would tell you in the form of a text message."

When Lin Chentao heard this, his eyes shook heavily. When his eyes fell on the page, his eyes were rosy.

Maybe people from my parents’ era would not express themselves.

But it is because of this that it looks real.

There are three text messages.

"I heard from your friend."

"Your mother and I don't know how to use the computer. We will ask Xiaolin, who is next door to our house, to call your aunt and others to watch your game together in our hometown. In fact, we have watched your game before, but we have never told you."

"Son, fight well, no matter what you win or lose, remember to go home after the fight."

Lin Chentao's throat moved and he carried his face over. After so many years, has he finally been admitted by his father?

"My dad has a bad temper." Lin Chentao said in a silence: "I came out and insisted on playing games. He told me not to go back in my life, now..."
Chapter completed!