From the most objective and impartial perspective.
Being elevated to godlike status by the officials was an unimaginable boon for any pro player.
To put it dramatically, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it could change his life.
After all, if the officials poured countless resources into building him into a star player, he'd never have to worry about money again.
But as someone who'd been through it himself, Factory Director knew all too well:
The more praise you received, the more criticism you had to endure...
He was a living example!
How glorious had he been just a few years ago?
And now?
He wasn't exactly a public enemy, but in the hearts of countless LPL viewers, aside from the handful of die-hard fans he had left, "4396" had become an indelible stain on his career.
If he hadn't been mentally tough, he probably would have fallen into depression long ago.
Xu Cheng had played just one regular-season match and was already being singled out. Was that really a good thing?
If he continued to perform well and lived up to the expectations of the officials and the audience, then fine.
But what if something went wrong...? What would happen then?
At that point, who would care about the feelings and troubles of a seventeen-year-old boy?
"sigh..."
Thinking of this, Factory Director let out a sigh.
Then his gaze hardened, and he made up his mind. "Since it's already been decided, then no matter what... I'll make sure your career stays on track."
"I can't help you much at international events, but in the LPL... I'll give it everything I've got to help you establish yourself."
He was the one who'd brought Xu Cheng into the Professional Arena.
Though the two of them often joked around, calling each