By the time they walked out of the arena, the elevator, and the mall entrance, it was already late. The streets were packed with cars, and there were tens of thousands of lights in the distance.
There were also a few students who had come to watch the match. They were about to flag down a car when they turned around and saw Lin Feng and the others. There was a small commotion as they looked over and whispered to each other, as if discussing something in low voices.
"Isn't that the guy from Shangcai?"
"Two commentators?"
"How did they end up together?"
"What an eye-opener for the third group today!"
Voices drifted over. Some were surprised, some were confused, and some were full of praise. Over at Lin Feng's side, Number One seemed to have thought of something. He turned to Lin Feng.
"Oh, right.
I saw a group of people around you when I got off the stage. What's going on? "
Lin Feng scratched his head.
"Oh, it's nothing."
Ceng Rui explained, "Lin Feng had a little conflict with the president of Shangcai. They came looking for trouble, but Lin Feng slapped them in the face and sent them packing."
"Looking for trouble?" Number One raised an eyebrow. "Who's looking for trouble?"
Number One knew his disciple's temper too well. He didn't think Lin Feng wasn't to blame for something like this.
Ceng Rui defended Lin Feng.
"It really isn't Lin Feng's fault. It's just that the president of Shangcai was too provocative."
As he spoke, he gave Number One a summary of the situation that had just happened.
Number One rubbed his chin.
"Oh, I see."
Then, he looked at Tang Bingyao, stretched his hand and patted Lin Feng's shoulder. He smiled and said, "You're so angry because of a beautiful woman. Not bad, little boy."
Tang Bingyao blushed. She lowered her head and didn't dare to say anything.
Lin Feng sneaked up to Number One and whispered, "That's not all.
Senior, it's not just that.
"Up ahead, that guy called Zou something has been sneaking glances at Xiao Wu."
His voice was very low.
Number Five, Tang Bingyao, and Ceng Rui didn't hear him.
But when Number One heard him, he narrowed his eyes. A dangerous glint flickered in his eyes.
"I didn't know that."
Then he looked at Lin Feng with satisfaction.
"Good job."
"That was a good rebuke, your Xiao Wu Jie didn't dote on you for nothing."
Not too far away, Number Five turned around in confusion. "What's wrong?"
However, Number One and Lin Feng, the master and disciple pair, instantly put on innocent expressions and shook their heads in unison.
"No!"
"I'm fine!"
By the time Number Five turned around to whisper something to Tang Bingyao, the master and disciple pair were already sneakily huddled together again.
"Shang Wai also entered the quarterfinals, right?"
"Yes."
"If you meet them next time, remember to be more ruthless."
"Senior, don't worry. I've talked to Bean. If we encounter any top teams, I'll go straight to the mid lane and fight against that Zou guy. I'll kill him."
"Yes, you can. Don't hold back. Kill them eight to ten times."
"Of course!"
…
While Lin Feng and Number One were secretly discussing something, Chu Fang Nan had already driven his car over from the parking lot of the shopping mall. It was a seven-seater commercial car, just big enough to fit everyone inside.
"Where are we going to eat?"
Chu Fang Nan asked from the driver's seat after everyone got in.
Number One didn't seem to care. "It's up to you. I haven't been back for a while. You decide."
Number Five smiled.
"It's best if we find a quiet place. It'll be easier to talk."
Chu Fang Nan thought for a moment, then nodded.
"Alright, I know what to do. I'll find a place."
The car sped along the way. Outside the window were the traffic and neon lights. The atmosphere inside the car was a little quiet. Tang Bingyao and Ceng Rui were a little nervous because of the presence of the legendary No.1 and No.5.
As if sensing the tension in the atmosphere, Number Five smiled and took the initiative to talk to Tang Bingyao first.
"Tang Tang, are you studying in Shanghai now?"
Tang Bingyao nodded nervously.
"Yeah."
"Not a bad school," Number Five praised with a smile. Tang Bingyao blushed and said, "No," while Ceng Rui also joined in the conversation. "Tang Tang's grades in high school were pretty good, right? I heard she was always a straight-A student."
Tang Bingyao was embarrassed. "Ah Zeng, don't talk about me. You went to Fudan."
Lin Feng looked around and scratched his head.
"What's there to be humble about? Both of you are top students. I'm the worst."
Number One, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, rolled his eyes through the rearview mirror.
"You know. You're the worst, and you still have the nerve to say that?
As your master, I'm embarrassed along with you. "
Lin Feng whispered to himself.
"But Senior, your grades weren't that great in school either."
Number One turned around and glared at him. "Huh? What are you talking about? "
Lin Feng quickly shut his mouth. Number Five covered his mouth and chuckled. "But Lin Feng is right. Tang Tang and Little Zeng probably don't know, but when Senior One was in school, he was really …"
Before he could finish, he was met with a strong protest from Number One in the passenger seat.
"Hey, Xiao Wu, don't expose me!"
"It's been so many years. Can you not bring it up? Can you at least save me some face in front of these kids?"
After a few jokes, the atmosphere in the car finally became relaxed.
Before long, the car came to a stop. Everyone opened the door and got out. In front of them was a Japanese-style izakaya. A beige lantern hung in front of the door, swaying gently. Through the glass window, they could see that the interior was exquisitely decorated. The atmosphere was quiet and elegant.
After parking the car, Chu Fang walked over with a smile.
"This is the place."
"Fang and I used to come to this izakaya to eat Japanese food and drink. There should be a private room inside. It's convenient to sit and chat."
Number One nodded.
"Mhm, not bad."
"This is it. Let's go in."
… …
The six people walked into the izakaya and were led by the waiter to an elegant and quiet small private room. They sat down on a square table on tatami. Chu Fang Nan, who was the host, picked up the menu and skillfully ordered a pile of Japanese dishes. He also consulted Number One, Number Five, and Lin Feng before ordering some juice drinks and two pots of sake.
Number One looked up at Lin Feng.
"You can drink?"
Lin Feng nodded in agreement.
Number One nodded and said noncommittally, "Alright, let's drink some then."
As for Number Five and Tang Bingyao, they shared a bottle of fruit juice. Chu Fang couldn't drink because he had to drive, so only Ceng Rui could keep him company.
Business in the lobby of the izakaya was also good. The food couldn't be served too early in the tatami room, but two jugs of warm sake and a few small wine glasses were brought up by the waiter.
Number One poured Lin Feng and Ceng Rui a small half cup each. He then filled his own cup to the brim. Number One picked up his cup and looked at the clear and transparent liquid inside. He sniffed it and a refreshing aroma assailed his nostrils. He lightly said, "Not bad." Immediately after, he picked up his cup and took a sip. His eyes slightly narrowed in satisfaction.
When he put down the glass again, he finally looked up at Lin Feng sitting across from him.
"Alright."
"What's going on with Eleven? Tell me."
As soon as he finished speaking.
The atmosphere in the entire tatami room instantly became quiet and frozen.
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