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At night, after the group training session, the members of the esports club said their goodbyes and went home. As usual, Lin Feng and Tang Bingyao walked together.
The street lamps on both sides of the street shone a dim yellow light on the concrete and cement ground, glowing with a faint and soft light.
There were very few people on the street, and it was very quiet.
Lin Feng lowered his head and continued walking in silence. Tang Bingyao was also walking in front of Lin Feng, carefully stepping on the squares on the road. She was having a great time playing with them.
But after every few steps, Tang Bingyao would turn her head and look at Lin Feng.
Then she would turn her head back and continue playing with the squares.
The two of them walked like this for an entire street. Finally, when Tang Bingyao turned her head to look at him again, Lin Feng raised his head in protest.
"Tang Tang, why do you keep looking at me?"
Tang Bingyao tilted her head cutely. "I'm afraid you'll run into a telephone pole."
Indeed, with Lin Feng walking with his head down, it was very easy for him to run into something if he wasn't careful.
But as soon as he said that, he broke the silence of the previous quiet atmosphere.
Tang Bingyao stopped and looked at Lin Feng in a serious manner.
"Are you okay?"
Lin Feng squeezed out a smile out of habit. "Oh, I'm fine!"
Tang Bingyao looked at Lin Feng's smile and bluntly commented, "Your smile is so fake."
Lin Feng rubbed his face. "Really? No way … "
Tang Bingyao didn't say anything. She just stared at Lin Feng, her eyes shining.
Lin Feng scratched his head uncomfortably.
"Hey, it's really nothing …"
Tang Bingyao nodded as if she understood. She suddenly said,
"Is it because King lost?"
Lin Feng paused.
Then he shook his head and smiled. "Probably … part of it, but not all of it."
Tang Bingyao wrinkled her nose. "I don't understand."
Lin Feng smiled. "Oh, it's really nothing."
As he spoke, he paused and raised his head to look at the sky. The night sky of Shanghai seemed very clear. There were no stars, only the bright moonlight sprinkling down, as if the entire city was covered with a layer of soft silver veil.
Looking at the night sky, Lin Feng suddenly said, "Tang Tang, do you think I'm weak?
"Tang Tang, don't you think I'm weak?"
"Huh?" Tang Bingyao paused for a moment, a cute dazed expression on her face.
But Lin Feng quickly shook his head and waved his hand. "Oh, it's nothing, it's nothing. I was just saying. Let's go, we're almost at your house —"
…
When Lin Feng got home, he opened the door and walked in. He immediately smelled an alluring fragrance.
Su Xue walked out of the kitchen in an apron with a plate of braised eggplant in her hands. She greeted Lin Feng with a big smile on her face, "Hey, Lin Feng, Lin Feng, I'm here.
"Lin Feng, you're back?"
"Come come come, wash your hands and eat!"
It wasn't just the members of the E-Sports Association who had noticed Lin Feng's strange behavior the past few days. Su Xue, who lived with Lin Feng day and night, naturally noticed his silence.
Therefore, she was also worried.
It was precisely because of this that she had specially prepared all kinds of Lin Feng's favorite dishes in order to comfort him.
However, Su Xue didn't know what had happened to Lin Feng.
At the dining table, Su Xue couldn't help but ask Lin Feng, "What's wrong?
Is training not going well at the E-Sports Association? "
Lin Feng shook his head.
Su Xue racked her brain for a long time.
"Is there something wrong with your relationship with Tang Tang?"
Su Xue tried to persuade Lin Feng. "Hey, you guys are still young. It's normal for you to get into arguments every now and then. But you're a guy, right? You should give in to her."
The more she said, the more it sounded like it was the case.
"Sis Xue, you're imagining things. There's nothing wrong with my relationship with Tang Tang. We're just master and disciple."
Su Xue choked. "Then … What's going on with you lately?"
Lin Feng paused, then shook his head.
"Nothing."
"Don't worry, Sis Xue."
… …
Don't worry.
How could she not worry?
She was worried because she cared.
After dinner, Lin Feng returned to his room. After thinking for a while, Su Xue crept up to Lin Feng's bedroom, opened the door a crack, and cautiously peeked inside.
In the end, Lin Feng, who was sitting in front of the desk, spoke without turning his head.
"Sis Xue, I'm really fine."
Having her intentions seen through, Su Xue awkwardly laughed.
"Ahem … Um, what do you want to eat tonight? Chicken steak? I'll buy it for you later. "
"We just had dinner. It's too early for supper," said Lin Feng.
Su Xue: "… Oh right."
In the end, Su Xue was at her wit's end.
Lin Feng continued to sit quietly in front of his desk, focusing on his homework as if he wasn't affected in the slightest.
Language, Math, English … Lin Feng finished his homework one by one.
When it was 11 o 'clock in the middle of the night, Lin Feng had finished his homework and was leaning against the back of his chair. He slightly lowered his head and his eyes were twinkling. He was silent and calm.
Then, he turned on his computer.
He found the videos of the three matches between King and SSK in the semifinals.
He clicked play.
As a result, the recordings of the three matches from a few days ago that had caused countless players to feel pressured once again replayed in Lin Feng's mind.
… …
Lin Feng remained silent and just watched.
This was the sixth time he had replayed the videos of the three matches in the past few days.
Every single time, he would try to put himself in the shoes of the King team's midlaner. Then, he would constantly imagine himself playing against Han Shihao with the name "F" in his mind.
In the end, every time, he would fail in the simulation.
It was a crushing defeat.
From the lane, to the roaming, to the team fights, he found that he couldn't keep up with his opponent at all in terms of individual ability and rhythm.
Previously, he had been thinking that if he could fight alongside Fatty in the finals, would they have a chance to defeat Han Shihao and SSK?
But now, it seemed that it was impossible.
This was because the gap between him and the person who stood on the world's number one God was too great.
He might not even be able to do better than KG's mid.
(What's even more ironic is …)
Lin Feng subconsciously clenched his fists.
(Right now, he doesn't even have the qualifications to go to the finals.)
Yes.
Right now, he was just an ordinary high school student. He had to work hard for the championship of the Shanghai Sixteen School League in the school's esports club.
Even High School 13's next opponent in the semifinals, the High School team, would be a huge headache for him.
Lin Feng clenched his teeth. His eyes flashed with anger and indignation.
He was angry at himself for being useless.
Even a high school team could make him think hard for a few days and still not find the most suitable way to deal with it —
What right did he have to say that he wanted to be the best professional esports player in the world?
What right did he have to chase after the leader of the Four Kings?
What right did he have to defeat him and return in the most glorious way possible?
Useless!
Useless!
Useless!
Lin Feng gritted his teeth. His eyes were bloodshot, which made his heart palpitate with fear.
I can't go on like this.
It's not enough!
I have to get stronger. I have to get stronger faster!
This kind of opponent in the Shanghai Sixteen School League … shouldn't be an obstacle!
I have to … I have to think of a way!
Then, the night passed.
Starting from the second day, everyone in the esports club noticed that Lin Feng seemed to have changed again.
He became …
Not as silent as before.
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