Su Xue's phone had only just started playing the interview, but Lin Feng couldn't help but feel excited.
"Breaking news?"
This was because the so-called explosive gossip rarely appeared in the Korean server's LCK division.
It was different from the domestic server. The domestic server was a place where all kinds of gossip abounded. On one hand, the majority of the domestic players were more curious about gossip than the players of any other server in the world. When they had nothing better to do, they would try their best to dig up some information from somewhere. On the other hand, many professional players and clubs would also try to maintain their reputation and certain benefits, so they would try to create some hype.
So, no matter when, the Chinese server was always bustling with activity.
But the Korean server wasn't like that.
In most people's minds, the Korean server was a relatively deserted place. At the very least, it was a place that lacked gossip. Many Korean professional teams and players in the LCK and NLB divisions spent most of their time and energy on professional competitions and training.
This was because Korea's esports system was far more mature and systematic than China's. They didn't need to rely on gossip to gain popularity. Their strength alone was enough to attract the attention of the entire esports circle.
On the other hand, it was possible that some of the Korean foreign players in the LPL would stir up some gossip.
However, in Korea, it was rare to hear any explosive news. The Korean eSports media would only report on professional events, such as the latest battle report of a certain Korean team, or a pro player who had chosen to transfer or retire.
It was plain.
It was as plain as plain water. It was an unexpected surprise.
Therefore, when Lin Feng saw the Korean male host beaming with joy and mysteriousness at the beginning of the video, he was indeed a little surprised.
But at the same time … it immediately piqued a certain someone's curiosity.
… …
The video on the phone screen continued to play.
The Korean male host in front of the camera walked to the entrance of the Fate team's training base with the cameraman. He knocked on the door, and then the door was opened from the inside. A man in his early thirties wearing the Fate team's uniform came out to greet them. He looked quite handsome, and he seemed to resemble a certain Korean TV star.
In the video, there was even a line of text beside the man's side — —
"Cui Xuanhao."
"Huh?" Lin Feng couldn't help but scratch his head. "Cui Xuanhao … sounds familiar."
Su Xue held her phone in one hand and grabbed a cup of iced cola with a straw in the other. She took a sip, her eyes glued to the screen as she continued to watch the video. She replied, "What's the matter?"
"So this is Fate's head coach."
"Super handsome!"
"When he was in Team Fate's competition, you could see his face in the BAN selection. He has a bunch of female fans in our server."
It was only after entering the professional commentator circle and becoming the official female commentator of the LSPL's A-League that Su Xue had a deeper understanding of the various teams in the professional esports circle. She naturally wouldn't miss someone like Fate's head coach.
"Oh …"
Lin Feng nodded subconsciously, then looked at the Fate manager on the screen and commented:
"He's quite handsome."
There were some things that were really strange to talk about.
In the Korean professional esports circle, the head coaches of the top teams were not only superior to the coaches of the major professional teams in any other division in terms of professional ability, but they also seemed to be ranked first in the world in terms of appearance.
The coaches of the European professional teams were basically tall and thin, wearing glasses and looking serious and unsmiling. The North American coaches looked like science and engineering nerds or otakus. Even when they wore suits, they did not show any of the temperament that they should have. The Chinese team coaches were all full of rustic air. They were a little better than before, but compared to the Korean coaches who could directly become stars, they were still a long way off.
It was said that some coaches in the wild card zone had a hip-hop style in terms of appearance, temperament, and dress style …
Lin Feng's mind was filled with all sorts of ridiculous thoughts, but very quickly, his attention was once again attracted by the video on the phone screen.
It was clear that the interview had been rehearsed and prepared in advance.
In the video, Fate's head coach, Cui Xuanhao, ushered the male host and cameraman into the room, then sat down on the sofa in the living room and began the interview.
At first, it was just the host asking about the basic situation of Fate's training. Cui Xuanhao answered each question patiently with a smile on his face.
"How are the players doing?"
"Pretty good. Everyone's been training hard."
"It's going to be the finals soon. Training is so tiring. They'll probably eat more, right?"
"Hahaha, of course. They eat three meals a day and supper. They're having a good time, but they're also paying attention to their diet. If they eat too much, it'll affect their training."
"Yeah, that guy is already fat. If he eats more, his fans will complain to him. Hahaha!"
"Yeah, we've already received a lot of reminders from our fans. Hahaha …"
Basically, it was just a bunch of pointless banter.
Lin Feng was getting bored.
"Is that all? Where's the hot gossip? Is it a clickbait? I'm thirsty. "
"What's the rush? These interviews are all like this. They have to save the big news for the end," Su Xue snapped. She handed her can of cola to Lin Feng. "The fridge is empty. This is my last can. Leave some for me after you've finished." Lin Feng nodded. "You're done.
"Oh …" Lin Feng took the half-empty can of cola and began to drink it with a straw. He seemed to have calmed down a little.
The interview was about six minutes long, and the first four minutes of the first four minutes were all meaningless chatter.
Lin Feng was almost down to the bottom of his cola. Before the gossip he was looking forward to, Su Xue unceremoniously snatched the can back. She weighed it in her hand and glared at Lin Feng. "Hey hey hey, I told you to leave me a little, and you really only left me a small mouthful?!" Lin Feng was speechless.
Just as Su Xue was about to pick up a cushion from the sofa and slap him to death, the video on her phone reached the 4 minutes and 30 seconds mark. The Korean host asked one last question.
"Alright. Thank you very much for the insider information, Coach Cui."
"Now …"
"We still have one last question left."
When Lin Feng heard this, he immediately sat up straight and moved his head closer to the phone screen. His eyes lit up.
"Ah, it's coming!"
Su Xue's attention was also drawn to the screen. She put down the cushion in her hand.
"Is that the last question?"
"Then let's get down to business!"
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