Chapter 62

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After a dazed moment, Zhou Huo nodded hurriedly, “Okay, okay, you guys talk. We’ll go.”

Chen Huo gloated, “His condition’s been off since this morning. He deserves to get detention!”

Puppy threw Chen Huo an annoyed look and pushed him out. “You can shut up.”

They made a lot of noise as they exited the lounge. Zhou Huo closed the door for them on his way out.

Shi Luo took a deep breath. He was in the wrong. There was nothing he could say.

His condition in the game today was indeed not good. If it weren’t for ROD, this completely unlucky guy, it would be him who’d be scolded by all the players for his awful performance.

If he were still in IAC, Zhao Feng would have talked to him for sure. Free’s situation, though, was special. The club didn’t have a ‘management layer’ and Zhou Huo wouldn’t dare discipline them. If something crops up among the players, they only had Yu Sui who could deal with it.

Shi Luo would rather be cursed and scolded by Zhou Huo than let Yu Sui come to admonish him. He felt extremely upset and wanted to have a smoke. But smoking while being lectured seemed a bit too provocative; it could easily intensify conflicts. It would seem like he didn’t have the proper attitude. Shi Luo’s brows furrowed. He sat on the table and took out a box of bubble gum. He shook out a few pieces and threw them into his mouth. He kept silent and chewed gum while waiting.

Shi Luo hung his head, feeling extremely vexed. He didn’t want to wait for Yu Sui to lecture him so he took the initiative to admit his mistakes. He said, face calm but tone stiff, “I knew I’d be affected but I still went and looked at the forums. Sure enough, I was affected by what they were saying.  It felt like the one they’d be insulting next was….was me. Seeing ROD mentally collapse during the game, I felt like that might be me next time. The worse his condition was, the more affected I was. There were several times in the middle of the game that I let my mind wander and then…”

Shi Luo clutched at his hair in frustration, “Then my play turned out like this.”

Shi Luo bowed his head, waiting to be scolded.

But even after half a minute, Yu Sui still did not speak.

Shi Luo was most afraid when Yu Sui said nothing. He braced himself and glanced at Yu Sui. Unexpectedly, he found that there was a little smile on the corner of Yu Sui’s lips.

Shi Luo dazedly looked at Yu Sui, “You…”

Shi Luo said, embarrassed, “Aren’t you going to say anything?”

“You already know what the problem is. What else do I have to say?” Yu Sui said in a relaxed tone. “In the first place, this was a very simple matter and now, you’ve even analyzed it. This happened because you couldn’t resist the pressure. Your mental state suffered a bit. That’s it.”

Of course Shi Luo understood it, but he still felt embarrassed when Yu Sui said it so bluntly. He whispered, “That…”

Yu Sui said simply, “Adjust your own condition.”

Shi Luo was startled.

“It’s not your first day in the industry. I don’t have to teach you step by step how to adjust your condition when you encounter something unexpected. This also isn’t your first time.” Yu Sui calmly looked at Shi Luo, “When I betrayed the local division, you were able to bear that wave of criticism. Don’t tell me you can’t handle this?”

Shi Luo pursed his lips and said uneasily, “Of course I…”

“I want nothing more than to treat you like a newcomer. Like two years ago, I’d explain to you all the details and lead you step by step, but…” regret flashed in Yu Sui’s eyes, and he continued. “You’re not a newcomer anymore. You’re now a pro-player who’s been in the industry for two years and has resisted so many big issues. How could I possibly underestimate you?”

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