After everyone left, Yang Jingyu looked at Jiang Changhong.
Although Changhong also shares the surname Jiang, he has no relation to the big boss, Young Master Jiang.
If we have to draw a connection, they were probably from the same family about 500 years ago!
Yang Jingyu asked curiously, "Changhong, what do you want to say?"
Jiang Hongchang replied somewhat embarrassedly, "Jingyu, since I've decided to retire, it's no longer appropriate for me to stay at the club. I plan to move out and have already found a place to live."
When Changhong called Yang Jingyu's name, Yang Jingyu didn't react for a moment.
The main reason is that they're used to calling themselves coaches, and they're used to hearing it.
Yang Jingyu gave Jiang Changhong a deep look and said with some dissatisfaction, "Speak like a human being!"
Jiang Changhong replied somewhat shyly, "I'm in a relationship!"
Yang Jingyu was somewhat taken aback. He was in a relationship?
It's not that DMO doesn't allow its players to date. Besides, Changhong isn't a professional player anymore, so it's normal for him to date.
They're all in their mid-twenties, they can't always hide from their teammates and go to the bathroom to use their hands!
If this continues for a long time, it will also be a burden on the body.
What surprised Yang Jingyu was that when Chang Hong told him about this a while ago, he said that the girl wasn't paying much attention to him, he was at his wit's end and wanted to give up, so he asked Yang Jingyu for advice.
Yang Jingyu is known as a playboy and the Eddie Peng of the e-sports world. Although he has never been in a relationship, the saying goes, "To instruct others on how to date, do you need to date yourself?" Haha, that's just too ridiculous.
So Yang Jingyu gave Changhong some advice, but Yang Jingyu felt that his advice was probably useless.
Yang Jingyu casually asked, "How did you catch up with him?"
Changhong looked around cautiously and said, "Jingyu, you told me that the old folks always say that if you can't thread a needle, just lick it! I understood and went to do it. Apart from being a little fishy, there wasn't much else to it. It was just that the part in Jianshe's heart was a bit hard to bear!"
Yang Jingyu was dumbfounded upon hearing Chang Hong's words.
OS: No, the licking I meant is this kind of licking, not the licking of a simp!
You got an A right away! How did you do that? Can you teach me? I really want to learn!
Yang Jingyu coughed deliberately to cover up the complexity in his heart.
He patted Changhong on the shoulder and said, "Since you've decided to move out, then move out! The base gates are always open for you, and you can come back to visit anytime. Hmm, how about the 19th of next month? I'll personally organize your retirement ceremony!"
Jiang Changhong smiled and punched Yang Jingyu in the chest. Although they had taken turns playing together, there was really no major conflict between them.
Even when Yang Jingyu was playing professionally, he thought countless times that Changhong should just lose so he could take over the game.
But once you get to the coaching position, your mindset changes.
When you're a player, especially a substitute, you don't really want your team to win.
Because if he wins, he won't have the chance to play, nor will he have the possibility of becoming the savior.
It could be called selfish, but who wouldn't want to be a savior, to save the world from collapse, to rescue fans from dire straits, to wield power, and to become the brightest and most dazzling star on the stage?
Anyway, Yang Jingyu and Chang Hong have a really good relationship now.
He went to help Changhong pack his things. After he finished, Gala and the others stood at the door in slippers, staring blankly at Changhong.
Changhong hugged them one by one, including Ah Le who had just arrived.
At this moment, Changhong's eyes welled up with tears. He wiped his eyes and said, "I'm getting old and can't help the club or the game much anymore, but I will shine in another industry and will always support you. You must carry on with my efforts. Besides, it's not like I'm never coming back. Even though I've retired, when you make it to the playoffs, win the LPL championship, and go to the World Championship, I'll go with you."
As for the world championship, Changhong didn't dare to think about it, so he didn't say anything about it.
But becoming a world champion is the ultimate goal for every professional player.
The world champion mentioned here refers to the champion of the World Championship (S-series), not the champion of the Mid-Season Invitational (MSI).
Because three MSI championships cannot actually be combined to form a World Championship championship.
Everyone knows this, but no one will bring it up, and they even tacitly agree that the three MSI champions will be combined into one S-series champion.
People who find amusement like that are really annoying.
Changhong left without asking Gala and the others to see him off, and Gala and the others didn't go to see him off either.
After all, this was an agreement we all made; if someone wanted to leave first, we shouldn't see them off.
The path of esports has always been this cruel; some come and some go, and some go and some come.
People come and go, things change and evolve; this seems to be the norm in this industry, and even in the world.
No one can stop the tide of history, because it follows the flow of time.
From then on, Twila would have to sleep alone. Changhong would no longer wash his socks, lend him his underwear, or even fight with him for the toilet in the morning. No one would order takeout for him, and no one would chatter on about the messy things around them.
Fortunately, Twila isn't a male bronze, otherwise it would be too strange.
Zhang Sheng and Bai were waiting for Chang Hong at the door.
Changhong nodded with a smile, but as he entered the elevator and rode downstairs, he couldn't hold back his tears.
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