From the beginning to the end, Lin Feng's tone sounded incomparably natural, even a little casual.
But in the ears of all the customers in the internet cafe hall, it was like a clap of thunder. Everyone was so shocked that they felt dizzy.
What?
Three thousand five hundred?
And the five solo matches after that …
The prize money for winning was completely waived?!
For a moment, not only were the members of All Lives Internet Cafe stunned, but even Lin Feng's companions were also dumbfounded. They did not expect someone to make such a generous decision.
As the person involved, Han Lin's mind went blank for a moment. He almost wondered if there was something wrong with his ears. Then he reacted and stuttered.
"W-what did you say?"
"Y-you don't want the money for the next five solo matches?"
Han Lin asked in disbelief.
Lin Feng nodded with a matter-of-fact expression.
"Yeah."
"I don't want it anymore."
Suddenly, as if he had realized something, Han Lin's expression turned a little ugly.
"Is this … charity?"
"I admit defeat. I can still afford it!"
When he said this, although he did not have much confidence considering his current financial situation, Han Lin still could not help but sound a little angry.
No matter what, even if his opponent's strength made him completely speechless and he admitted his inferiority, as a former LSPL pro player, even if he lost, he still had his own pride.
This was also the last dignity he could protect.
When he heard Han Lin's words, which seemed to be suppressing his anger, Lin Feng paused for a moment. His gaze fell on the former, and he seriously sized Han Lin up again. When Han Lin felt a little uncomfortable, he suddenly laughed.
"Of course not.
But if you really want to talk about it — "
"I didn't waive the money for you."
"It's just … for the title of 'pro player'."
Han Lin was slightly stunned when he heard this.
Without waiting for Han Lin to respond, Lin Feng continued in a calm tone.
"You did not play well in the previous solo matches. According to the standards of a pro player, your current condition is completely inadequate."
"It's too bad."
Han Lin's face turned red when he heard Lin Feng's words, but Lin Feng's next words drifted into his ears.
"But …"
"At the very least, you still have the courage to keep fighting even after suffering defeat. You also have the most basic and important quality that a pro player should have: never admit defeat."
"You can still bear the title of a pro player."
"So —"
After pausing for a moment, Lin Feng looked at Han Lin with a solemn expression.
"Well done!"
The last sentence was solemn and solemn.
Lin Feng's voice reverberated throughout the internet cafe without the slightest hint of mockery or sarcasm.
The audience, which was still somewhat noisy and restless, had completely quieted down. Everyone seemed to have involuntarily straightened their bodies and held their breaths, as if they were afraid to disturb the solemn atmosphere at this moment.
The astonished expressions on Ceng Rui and Dou Zi's faces disappeared, replaced by a look of realization. When they looked at Han Lin again, there was a hint of sincere respect in their eyes.
Tang Bingyao was looking at Lin Feng from the beginning to the end. Her eyes were twinkling, she didn't even try to hide her admiration.
Kamiya Saka was also staring at Lin Feng in a daze. The moment Lin Feng said those words, her scalp went numb, and she felt goosebumps all over her body. A feeling of burning blood that she had never felt before rose from her heart, causing her heart to tremble for a moment.
This is …
What kind of feeling is this?
Han Lin was completely dumbfounded.
Then, slowly, his body began to tremble uncontrollably, and the rims of his eyes began to redden.
Even though he had just lost five times in a row in solo matches, he had gritted his teeth and never given up. But at this moment, because of Lin Feng's seemingly simple but serious words, the rims of his eyes suddenly turned red.
He could tell.
This wasn't a sarcasm with ill intent.
It was the most sincere and highest praise and praise.
For a retired professional esports player, this was the most precious and most important recognition!
No matter what, no matter if he lost or lost, at least …
You've never let down the title of "professional esports player"!
Suddenly, Han Lin felt that his nose was a little sore, and he even had an uncontrollable urge to cry. However, he still sniffled hard and forced himself to control his emotions — —
Fuck!
Fuck!
Be a man!
No …
It's time to bring out the bearing and strength of a professional esports player!
Clenching his teeth, Han Lin suddenly raised his head to stop the tears in his eyes. He controlled his emotions and looked at Lin Feng. For the first time, he spoke in a hoarse voice, full of sincerity.
"Thank you."
This thank you had nothing to do with anything else, and it had nothing to do with money.
It was all because of a certain someone's recognition.
Lin Feng smiled.
"No need."
"You can thank yourself."
Then, he turned around and received 3,500 yuan from Zhou Kang, the owner of Sheng Sheng Internet Cafe. A certain someone nodded in satisfaction.
"Mhm, it's in the account. The amount is correct."
Then, he waved at his friends.
"Alright, let's go."
However, before Lin Feng and the others could take a few steps, Han Lin's anxious voice came from behind.
"P-please wait!"
Lin Feng stopped and turned around to look at him.
"Hmm?"
Han Lin subconsciously swallowed his saliva, then said hesitantly, "You're right.
"Excuse me …"
"Just who are you?"
This was a question that had been plaguing Han Lin's mind for a long time. Even if you beat him to death, he wouldn't believe that Lin Feng, with his level of strength, was actually just an ordinary student that he had never heard of before.
Damn it …
With this kind of skill, forget about playing professional esports, even if he was placed in the Chinese LPL, he would definitely be at the level of the top professional esports players!
Upon hearing Han Lin's question, the other members of the Universal Internet Cafe team, Boss Zhou Kang, and all the customers in the internet cafe couldn't help but look at Lin Feng in unison. All of them had the same question and anticipation in their eyes.
But a certain someone just scratched his head out of habit.
"Oh, me?"
He seemed to have thought for a moment before he flashed a bright smile at Han Lin.
"If that's the case …"
"You'll find out soon enough."
After speaking, Lin Feng no longer hesitated. He once again turned around and led his team members through the crowd, walking out of the Universal Internet Cafe with large strides. Only the customers behind them were left staring blankly at their departing figures, remaining silent for a long time.
After a while …
Suddenly, a shocked shout rose from the crowd.
"F * ck!"
"Found it!"
All the customers looked in the direction of the voice. They saw an internet cafe customer so excited that his face was flushed red. He raised his phone high in the air, and on the screen, there seemed to be a browser search page open. They could vaguely make out a line of words on the page.
[Steady as Mount Tai Prize Winner of the Guild Wars Cup Challenge: The Internet Cow Internet Cafe Team with 42 Consecutive Wins!]
The internet cafe customers did not react at first.
Guild Wars Cup? What kind of competition was that? Which team was the Internet Cow Internet Cafe Team …
F * ck!
Wait a minute!
Suddenly, everyone came to a realization. Their eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.
Internet Cow Internet Cafe? The Internet Cow Internet Cafe team from just now?!
F * ck, f * ck …
Forty-two consecutive wins?!
In an instant, the entire Sheng Sheng Internet Cafe hall was like a drop of water falling into a pot of boiling oil. Once again, it completely exploded!
*****
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