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"I think they're both pretty!"
While Tang Bingyao and An Xin were chatting, Lin Feng interrupted their conversation at an inopportune time.
Then the atmosphere froze for a moment.
Tang Bingyao looked at Lin Feng seriously.
An Xin raised an eyebrow and turned to look at Lin Feng.
Ouyang felt a chill run down his spine.
(Holy shit! Killing intent!)
Yang Fan turned to Ouyang and communicated with him.
(Don't get involved. Lin Feng is basically trying to offend both Tang Tang and An Xin!)
Ouyang replied.
(That's right. I can't believe he'd say something like that at a time like this. Lin Feng is looking to die.)
Then Ren Rou joined in as well.
(Hurry up and save the show! This atmosphere is too weird!)
Ouyang's mind raced, and he quickly changed the topic.
"Oh right, An Xin, I saw Lin Feng's picture. You watched the Pro League in S1 too, right? You play LL too? "
An Xin retracted her gaze from Lin Feng and nodded cheerfully.
"Yeah. I'm a veteran player too. And I'm really good at jungling."
After saying the last sentence, An Xin also laughed and clenched her fist, making a gesture of "very powerful".
Lin Feng chimed in.
"Oh, right. Steamed Bun used to be really good at jungling.
But I'm still better now. Hahahaha! "
An Xin looked at Lin Feng with disdain. "Arrogant braggart! I'll beat you up when we get back to SL!"
Lin Feng said confidently. "Alright. You're going to lose for sure!"
… …
As they chatted, they began to talk about LL Games.
The members of the esports club were shocked when they heard An Xin's record of reaching the Diamond Fifth Stage in YI Ionia.
"You're actually a Diamond 1 player!"
"Wow, girls these days are so good!"
"Amazing!"
Lin Feng listened to the praise for a long time before he interrupted.
"I'm just a Diamond goalie. I'm a Challenger. Why aren't you guys praising me?"
Everyone rolled their eyes. "Shut up."
Then, they talked about the eSports Association. For example, Ren Rou actively encouraged An Xin to join the university eSports Association. Then, they talked about the Shanghai Sixteen University League and their opponents in the semifinals.
"Shang Wai Affiliated High School?"
An Xin tilted her head and asked, "Is he very strong?"
Ouyang Meng nodded. "Yes, very strong! Last year, they were the runner-up in the Sixteen School League. They were just a little bit behind the champion, Shanghai Middle School. "
Yang Fan adjusted his glasses and continued, "And to be honest, with our current strength, if we were to go up against Shang Wai Affiliated High School, our chances of winning are not very high."
Ren Rou sighed, "Actually, everyone has been training very hard recently … but Lin Feng is under the most pressure. Anxin, you haven't noticed that Lin Feng has been —"
Ren Rou suddenly realized that it wasn't appropriate to say this, so she shut her mouth.
"Hmm?"
An Xin understood what Ren Rou meant. She frowned and looked at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng scratched his head awkwardly, pretending that he didn't understand.
… …
The bell rang.
The second period's math class began.
Everyone returned to their seats. Just as the Math teacher was about to start class, An Xin from the first group tossed a note at Lin Feng.
[What did Rou Rou say?]
Lin Feng opened the note and looked at it. Then he scratched his head and wrote a reply.
[Oh, nothing.]
Throwing the note back, An Xin raised her eyebrows when she saw the reply.
[Liar!]
Lin Feng looked at the note again. He pondered for a moment, then put it away without replying.
Not long after, he was hit on the head by a small ball of paper.
Then he saw Anxin, who was sitting on the other side of the aisle, glaring at him unkindly. She opened her mouth and mouthed,
"Hit. Open. Look! "
Lin Feng could only obediently pick up the ball of paper from the ground and open it again. There was only one simple sentence written on the paper:
[Let's talk outside during the break!]
Her tone was straightforward.
It was like an order. No one could refuse.
… …
Second period was over.
Then, it would be a twenty-five-minute break between classes.
An Xin got up from her seat and looked at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng pretended not to see her gaze. He buried his head in his math textbook like an ostrich.
Lin Feng raised his head and saw An Xin's unfriendly expression. "Woosh!" The textbook was snatched away by a slender white hand. Lin Feng raised his head and saw An Xin's unfriendly expression.
"I'm sleepy …"
Lin Feng begged weakly.
"Huh?"
An Xin raised her eyebrows. Her beautiful eyes were filled with killing intent.
Lin Feng gave up.
Then, he stood up obediently and followed An Xin out.
As soon as the two left, Ouyang immediately gathered together with Yang Fan, who was sitting in the front row, to discuss:
"Hey, what are they doing out there?"
"Childhood friends catching up?"
Yang Fan adjusted his glasses and shook his head, "No matter what … If Anxin's arrival could relieve Lin Feng's stress, that would be the best thing —"
… …
During the break, the corridors and aisles of the school building were mostly filled with students who had come out of their classrooms to take a breather. It was very noisy and lively.
Lin Feng, on the other hand, was being led away by An Xin. He couldn't help but protest.
"Steamed Bun, where are you taking me?"
An Xin, who was walking in the front, said without looking back, "Let's find a quiet place."
That sounded very dangerous …
Lin Feng shrunk back. "Why don't we talk about it after school? We have class soon."
An Xin stopped in her tracks and turned to look at Lin Feng with a raised eyebrow.
"Huh?"
It was a simple "huh". She raised her voice a second time with a murderous intent.
Lin Feng immediately changed his words. "Oh, nothing. You lead the way."
Five minutes later, they arrived at the rooftop of the school.
Lin Feng looked around. When he saw the empty rooftop, he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
"There's a place like this at school?"
"Steamed Bun, how did you find it?"
"It's a school, after all," An Xin replied casually. She looked around at the empty surroundings and nodded in satisfaction. "Hmm, it's more convenient to talk here."
When she finished talking, she looked at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng felt a little uncomfortable. He pretended to look around.
In the end, his head was hit hard by a fair and delicate little hand.
"Don't look around! Look at me! "
Lin Feng looked at An Xin with a bitter expression.
An Xin looked back at Lin Feng with an unfriendly expression.
After staring at each other for a long while, An Xin's eyes suddenly softened. She suddenly said in a soft voice,
"You must be sad that King lost."
An Xin's tone softened.
An Xin didn't expect such a question. Instead of asking about the League of 16 Universities in Shanghai, she changed the topic to the world finals.
She was a thoughtful person.
She could understand Lin Feng's feelings and thoughts.
Lin Feng was surprised by the question.
Then he looked down.
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