One Second Remember [Literature Building], providing you with exciting novels to read. It had to be said that Ouyang's eyes were really sharp.
Lin Feng's pencil case contained a bunch of pens, pencils, and half an eraser. Ouyang's eyes landed on the photo at the bottom.
Taking advantage of the fact that the English teacher hadn't arrived yet, Ouyang urged Lin Feng.
"Lin Feng, show me! What photo is it?"
"Is it a pretty girl? Tell me honestly!"
Lin Feng scratched his head. "Oh, it's nothing."
As he spoke, he took out the photo from his pencil case and showed it to Ouyang.
"It's just a photo taken a few years ago."
Ouyang's eyes widened as he carefully examined the photo. However, the content of the photo left him a little disappointed.
"Damn, it's just you?"
In this photo, it was impossible to tell where the scene was taken. Lin Feng was probably a junior high school version of Lin Feng, who was three or four years old. He also had a head of fluffy hair and wore a white T-shirt. In front of the camera, he had a blank expression on his face.
Ouyang refused to give up and continued to study the photo carefully. As he looked, he asked, "Lin Feng, when did you take this? It looks very young. Where was it? Was it some kind of auditorium? "
Lin Feng also came over and looked at the photo.
"Oh, it was taken more than three years ago. It was at the finals of the S1 season!"
Lin Feng's eyes were twinkling. He had always kept that picture in his pencil case but he hadn't taken it out for a long time. If Ouyang hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have forgotten about that memory.
Ouyang's eyes widened. "The finals of the S1 season? F * ck, is this for real? Did our server really have a finals in Season S1? But doesn't this place look a little shabby? "
As he spoke, Ouyang picked up the photo and began to comment on it without holding back.
Lin Feng chuckled. "Oh, it's like that."
This photo brought back some memories of his own.
During the S1 season, the Chinese LOL professional league had not yet officially taken off. The venue for the finals was a small 500-person venue in a commercial building in Shanghai arranged by the China Esports Association. At that time, even the audience seats were not full. It was completely incomparable to the sea of people in the LPL finals now.
…
"So that's what our Pro League finals looked like back in S1 …"
Ouyang clicked his tongue in wonder.
"But Lin Feng, you actually started playing LOL at such a young age? Going to watch the finals in S1 … Damn, you're definitely a hardcore player. ← → 【Book? Reading House "
Lin Feng raised his fist. "I'm very experienced!"
At this moment, Ouyang's eyes widened again as if he had suddenly discovered something.
"F * ck! I found it! "
"As expected, there are still girls!!"
"Girl? Where is it? "asked Lin Feng curiously as he moved closer.
Ouyang pointed to the corner of the photo, as if he had discovered a new continent. "Right here! Right here!"
It turned out that in the photo, not far behind Lin Feng, there was a girl wearing the same white T-shirt. Her hair was tied into two ponytails and she wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses. She looked pure and innocent. Even though only the side of her face could be vaguely seen, it was still possible to distinguish her exquisite facial features.
Ouyang's eyes lit up.
"Ponytails, black-rimmed glasses! I give this girl nine out of ten!"
"Damn, she looks pretty good too. Lin Feng, why didn't you stand to the side? I could have seen her full body!"
Ouyang then started to complain about Lin Feng.
Lin Feng finally saw the figure and profile of the twintailed girl in the photo. Realization dawned on him.
"Oh, that's a bun!"
Ouyang was dumbfounded. "What? What bun? "
"She's my childhood friend," Lin Feng said matter-of-factly. "I was the one who went with her."
…
"Childhood friend?!"
After school that night, when the members of High 13's Esports Club gathered together, the photo in Lin Feng's pencil case was passed around by the members of the Esports Club. Almost everyone ignored Lin Feng in the photo and focused on the twintails girl whose face was only visible from the back.]
Liu Yue's face was full of shock, "This … could this be the legendary childhood sweetheart!?"
"Oh, I've known Bun since elementary school."
Ren Rou, who was at the side, concluded with certainty.
"Then they really are childhood friends."
Wei Dong also came over to look at the photo. "Is this from middle school? Lin Feng, your childhood friend was already so pretty in middle school. She's definitely a beauty now! "
Ouyang's face was pained. "That's too much! Lin Feng, isn't it enough that you have Tang Tang? You even have a childhood friend! "
Lin Feng: "Huh? Tang Tang and I are normal, "Lin Feng said.
Tang Bingyao nodded. "That's right!"
As he spoke, Tang Bingyao curiously took the photo and looked at it. He commented, "This girl is so cute."
Ren Rou giggled and hugged Tang Bingyao's waist from behind. "Our Tang Tang is cute too. She's as cute as this twintailed girl!"
Chen Zi asked curiously: "But why is your childhood sweetheart called Steamed Bun?"
"Oh, she had a round face when she was little, just like a bun. That's a good name." Lin Feng explained.
Everyone: "… …"
Ren Rou facepalmed. "It must be hard for her to be your childhood friend."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Yang Fan pushed up his glasses and looked at Lin Feng. "Lin Feng, I didn't expect you to play League of Legends so early."
Liu Yue nodded. "Yeah, yeah. Lin Feng is really a hardcore player. I only started playing S4."
Ouyang's face was full of envy, jealousy, and hatred. "The point is, he's going to watch the finals … and he's even bringing such a beautiful childhood sweetheart with him. It's like torturing a dog!"
Lin Feng scratched his head. "Oh, no. I was going to a tournament. Steamed Bun cheered me on."
Lin Feng's tone was natural.
In the end, it was naturally ignored by everyone in the team.
Lin Feng had said the same thing many times before. Even if the members of the esports club accepted that Lin Feng was a top-tier player, they still couldn't believe that he was already playing professionally in middle school.
You weren't even 16 years old! How could you be playing professionally?
This was common knowledge for most players. Only a handful of veteran players from Season 1 knew that the League of Legends professional esports circle back then didn't have such strict rules and regulations.
But in reality, Lin Feng's real identity and age were protected by the Esports Association. Many people knew who Maple was, but no one knew anything more about him.
In fact, only a handful of people knew the truth behind the turbulent storm in the S1 Finals.
… …
That night, the second match of the quarterfinals took place.
North America's Season 1 vs Korea's Fate.
This was the first battle between the Four Emperors in the S5 Season Finals. Countless League of Legends players were eagerly waiting to watch the match.
And then, the match began.
It was still a best-of-5.
The match started at 7 pm Beijing time and lasted until the wee hours of the morning.
Even with the break in between, the two teams still played a full five matches.
It was a battle of ups and downs that shook people's hearts.
A true battle between the top.
In the end, North America's Season won the best-of-5 under the leadership of their support captain, Autumn. They defeated Fate and became the second team to advance to the semifinals.
The title of "Korea's Bane" was becoming more and more glorious.
After the top eight matches of the first two groups had ended, the next day, it was finally time for the first match of the top eight teams in the LPL region of China.
— — The author has something to say.
The next chapter will probably be in one o 'clock ~
I've heard that my neighbor, Undying, has exploded today. However, I'm very calm and collected. As a diligent player who posted later than Undying, I've decided to wait until the day Undying's word count surpasses mine. Hahaha ~
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