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Grade 12, Class 7. Everyone, please search (Pinshu ¥net) for the most complete version! The Novel of the Day
A math class was going on. A middle-aged math teacher with a straight face was teaching the class with a mechanical tone as if he was hypnotizing the students.
The students below the podium were drowsy from listening to the lecture, and almost all of them had fallen asleep. Apart from a few top students, many of the students were struggling to persevere, but they could not help but start to doze off.
For example, in the last row of the second group, Ouyang had already fallen asleep three times.
Ouyang woke up from his sleep three times. He looked around vigilantly and glanced at the mathematics teacher on the podium. He was finally relieved and prepared to go back to sleep.
But at that moment, he suddenly looked at Lin Feng in astonishment. He was shocked.
"Damn, Lin Feng, why are you still so energetic?"
"Don't you need to sleep in math class?!"
At that moment, Lin Feng was writing something on a piece of paper.
After writing a piece of paper, he looked at it carefully, shook his head, and threw it away.
He flipped open another piece of paper and continued to write on it.
Ouyang couldn't help but curiously move closer to take a look.
"Lin Feng, what are you writing —"
Before he could see what Lin Feng had written on the paper, he saw the math teacher on the podium turn his head to look at him. He was so scared that he shrank his head back and quickly gave up his plan.
Lin Feng's attention wasn't on Ou Yang at all. He didn't even pay attention to the math teacher on the podium.
His eyes were fixed on the paper in front of him from beginning to end, and at the same time, he was making all kinds of calculations in his mind.
Ban was chosen.
The arrangement of the line-up.
This was the playstyle of the high school team.
The line-up ability and operating habits of the players in each position.
All the variables kept flashing through Lin Feng's mind. Then, one by one, he tried to dissect and analyze them, trying to find a way to deal with them.
Lin Feng wasn't good at this kind of thing.
Therefore, such a huge amount of calculation would also cause him to feel an incomparably great mental and physical exhaustion.
He had been calculating like this since last night until now. His eyes were bloodshot.
(Wrong.)
(No, no, no!)
(This is not enough. It's still not right!)
I must … must find a more suitable way!
…
Every night after school, the members of the Esports Club would continue to gather together and go to the Internet Cow Internet Cafe to play as a group for training.
Generally speaking, this kind of training would be done by the members of the Esports Club apart from Lin Feng. Occasionally, Ouyang would substitute in for Lin Feng to play one or two matches. Then, Lin Feng would watch from the side, pointing out some of the team's problems and giving suggestions on how to fix them.
But that was not the case on this day.
Lin Feng watched the match from start to finish, but he didn't say a word.
In the end, everyone's gazes fell on Lin Feng. They only saw him shake his head and say, "You guys continue practicing. I'm going to the computer to play two matches."
Then, he really ran to another computer and started playing solo.
"Bro, Bro Feng, what's going on?"
Liu Yue was stupefied when he saw Lin Feng start a match not far from him. He couldn't help but mutter to himself.
Wei Dong said uncertainly, "Yes … Our performance today was terrible. Is Lin Feng angry?"
Ouyang was puzzled. "No way. I thought we played okay?"
Yang Fan adjusted his glasses and calmly said, "But this kind of 'okay' performance is not enough to beat Shanghai University High."
Yang Fan adjusted his glasses and calmly said, "But this kind of 'okay' performance is definitely not enough to beat Shanghai University High."
The members of the Esports Club fell silent.
Because they knew that Yang Fan was right. With their current strength and the state they had displayed in the previous match, they could be considered to have performed quite well. However, if they were to face the team from Upper Foreign Affiliated High …
They still had no chance of winning.
Ren Rou waved her fist in the air and cheered for her team members.
"It's fine. We just need to work hard!
Even if we lose, we need to give it our all. That way, we won't have any regrets! "
… …
Not enough.
Ren Rou's words of encouragement to the members of the Esports Association were indeed correct.
But to Lin Feng, it was not enough.
He wanted more than just 'no regrets if you work hard'.
He wanted to win.
He wanted to lead the High 13 Esports Club to defeat Shanghai University High and win the Shanghai University Sixteen School League.
He had watched the team's previous training very seriously.
He didn't give any suggestions, not because he was angry at his teammates, but because he knew that Liu Yue, Yang Fan, Wei Dong, and even the substitute Ouyang had all worked hard.
But it wasn't enough.
Lin Feng could clearly see the current strength of the Esports Club. It was no different from the conclusion he had come up with after writing it down on a piece of paper.
This kind of strength wasn't enough to beat Shanghai University High.
It was also unrealistic to make the team improve by leaps and bounds in a short period of time.
Therefore, Lin Feng had to take all the responsibility on himself.
This was the only conclusion he could come up with after exhausting all his efforts and energy.
If the overall strength of the team wasn't enough, then he would have to rely on himself to make up for it and raise the strength of the entire team!
All the pressure …
He had to bear it all by himself!
As a result, he decisively gave up on supervising and training his teammates in the team and began to immerse himself in training himself.
Right now, there was only one thought in Lin Feng's mind.
As long as he was strong enough.
As long as he could crush Arry, he would be able to do so.
Then even against Shanghai University High, he would be able to lead High 13 to victory!
(So-)
(I have to become stronger.)
(I have to become stronger.)
(I have to win!!)
On the computer screen, a blue mid laner, Yasuo, had already crushed his opponent's purple mid laner, Zeras.
Besides, at that moment, Lin Feng's eyes were still red, which made people's hearts palpitate.
… …
Lin Feng was in a trance.
Back at the NetCube Internet Cafe, he had been solo queuing.
After returning home, he had logged on to the Korean server and continued to solo queue.
He worked hard to improve his condition.
He was desperately trying to increase his strength as quickly as possible.
After finishing the ranking, he took out a small notebook and racked his brain to write and draw on it. He calculated various factors and situations, trying to think of a way to single-handedly help Arry's team win in the semi-finals.
It wasn't that he didn't trust his teammates.
This was a result of his personality.
It was just like the S1 finals. At that time, Lin Feng was determined to shoulder the greatest responsibility and bear the greatest pressure. When he lost, he was disheartened and thought it was all his fault.
Just like now.
He stubbornly continued to put pressure on himself. He wanted to bear all the burden of facing the Upper Foreign Affiliated Middle School team alone.
And all of this was because of the three matches between King and SSK, which had given him too much excitement.
His mentality was already out of whack.
But he was just one person.
He wasn't a god.
He had to continue to put pressure on himself, grit his teeth and continue to solo queue to increase his strength. His bloodshot eyes were wide open as he racked his brain to come up with new strategies …
But clenching his teeth like this took a huge toll on his body and mind.
Day after day, Lin Feng's physical and mental state grew worse and worse. His eyes grew redder and redder. Back at home, Su Xue was worried sick, but there was nothing she could do to console him. Back at school, the members of the Esports Club were even more worried, but they could only watch helplessly as Lin Feng continued like this.
"Tang Tang … go talk to Lin Feng."
Yang Fan couldn't help but look for Tang Bingyao.
"Yeah, yeah. With your relationship, he'll definitely listen to you!" Ouyang Fan also tried to persuade Tang Bingyao.
However, Tang Bingyao shook her head in frustration.
"I don't know how to persuade him."
"It's no use."
Of course, she had also tried to persuade Lin Feng to stop. Two days before, she had already tried to persuade Lin Feng to stop, but it had no effect.
Moreover, even though she was close to Lin Feng, there was no such thing as a "relationship".
It was only now that everyone around Lin Feng realized that even though Lin Feng was usually cheerful and good-tempered, when he was determined to do something, none of them, not even Su Xue and Tang Bingyao, could do anything about it.
"Then what do we do?
We can't just let Lin Feng continue like this! "
Ouyang Fan stomped his foot anxiously.
Ren Rou's eyes were also filled with anxiety and worry.
"Is there no one who can help persuade Lin Feng?"
It was a new week.
On Monday, the students of No.13 High returned to school after a two-day break.
And on the same day — —
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