"Chen Yang, your hand injury has seriously affected your performance in the game. After careful consideration, the club has decided to terminate your contract." The team manager's cold words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Chen Yang's heart hard.
Chen Yang sat blankly on the chair, looking at his slightly trembling right hand. The hand that once performed like a nimble dancer on the keyboard has now become the end of his career. He wanted to argue, to say that he could still hold on, but his throat seemed to be choked by something and he couldn't make a sound.
