Come against the wind, exchange your glory

Chapter 1009 Taking Mr. Han to watch an e-sports match

Tired of playing!

Bingci and Mr. Han, who was smiling with ruffled faces, walked out of the video game city.

Seeing that the leisure chairs and flower beds in the square were full of people, the two of them didn't pay attention to details and sat on the stairs casually.

Mr. Han took off his coat in a hurry and rolled up the sleeves to his forearm, revealing the Patek Philippe Perpetual Calendar Chronograph watch on his right wrist, as well as a bracelet on his left hand and a monotonous ring on his thumb.

It was already noon, when the sun was at its most dazzling.

The two people sat on the stairs and squinted their eyes under the glare of the sun.

The sounds around him were very noisy, and Mr. Han could only speak at the top of his voice, shouting, "It's fun, but it's too hot. I'm a little thirsty."

"Thirsty?" Bingci gave him a look that reassured him, and then continued to sit.

Although he was confused, Mr. Han didn't ask any more questions.

After a while, a delivery man wearing a blue vest came and handed her a handbag with complicated packaging.

Master Han watched her open it curiously, and then took the drink from her.

This drink is tightly packaged, and you can’t tell what it is.

Bingci held another bottle of warm fruit drink, inserted a straw into it and motioned for him to have a taste.

He took a small sip with doubt in his mind.

Mr. Han was silenced again. He looked at the words on the drink cup with complicated eyes. He couldn't say anything and his eyes filled with tears. He was probably thinking about the life he had lived in the first half of his life.

After drinking a cup of hot fruit, the two of them replenished their energy. Bingci took Mr. Han to the sports arena in Licheng, where a friendly match happened to be held today.

When checking the tickets, Bingci put on a mask and symbolically asked Mr. Han if he needed it. Mr. Han waved his hand and said no.

When he sat in the auditorium, he probably knew why Bingci brought him here.

In my ears I can hear the crazy shouting fans cheering for their favorite team.

The brightly colored lights are so dazzling.

This was the first time he had been so close to what his favorite grandson was doing.

He couldn't understand the game, but he could understand the commentary. Throughout the whole process, there were expectations from the fans, and disappointment after the expectations. In the end, the disappointment turned into slander and accusation. Different from the disappointment here, the audience on the other side was filled with applause and praise.

With mixed feelings in his heart, he waited until the audience was almost gone before he asked Bingci with a heavy heart.

"Have you ever lost before?"

"Lost." Bing's words were concise and to the point.

His expression remained unchanged and he asked again: "Have you been criticized and slandered after losing?"

"Well, a lot, and those accusations and slanders will always be there." Bingci also paused for a long time before speaking, with an incomprehensible smile on his lips, and then concluded: "The more praise you receive, the more you need." The more slander you will bear, the greater it will be.”

Hearing this, Mr. Han sighed heavily, "Wu'er, he didn't have to suffer this."

Yes, Bingci thought so in his heart.

Suddenly, Mr. Han looked at Bingci with a serious expression and said, "I signed a gentleman's agreement with Wu'er. This is his last year of playing e-sports. No matter what the result is, he will return to the Han family." Han My family has always been about politics and business, and the water is very deep and there are too many things involved. I want him to come back soon, am I too harsh on him?"

With his heart clenched hard, Bingci opened his mouth, but said nothing.

I only heard Mr. Han talking about himself.

"He is the most outstanding child of this generation of the Han family. I have placed high hopes on him since he was a child and have always instilled in him the idea of ​​responsibility. So, I don't know what he really wants. Sometimes, I feel He was like a living dead man.”

Bingci listened silently, her hand already clenched on the phone.

At the end, Mr. Han stood up and said as if he breathed a sigh of relief: "Perhaps more than the future of the Han family, I want the descendants of the Han family to live as they please, so be it!"

Mr. Han walked out of the venue with a smile, and Bingci followed him, feeling very good.

However, with Bingci's current popularity, people would still recognize her even if she was wearing a mask.

Photos of an old man, a young man, and a young man walking out of the stadium one after another were taken and uploaded to the Internet.

For a time, all kinds of malicious speculations and malicious slanders came one after another.

(End of this chapter)