The president of Shang Wai eSports Association.
Handsome and sunny looks, superb gaming skills, and also the president and vice president of some other clubs at the same time. In addition to that, he had a generous family background and a calm and appropriate way of talking.
It could be said that in a school like Shang Wai where there were more women than men, Zou Siyuan was definitely a rather outstanding existence.
It was not surprising that he had a large group of female fans.
But …
No matter what Zou Siyuan was like, in the eyes of Qiu Le, Feng Tao, and Shen Zhuang of dorm 514, they all felt that this guy was quite an eyesore.
Not to mention anything else, when they saw Zou Siyuan's behavior during the Golden Spear Cup quarterfinals, they already felt that he was quite an eyesore. So what if he was just in the top 50 of SK? Was that enough for him to have the guts to chase after Tang Tang?
What a joke!
Tang Tang had long been one of their 514 dorm's Lin Feng's, okay!
What was the point of you sticking your foot in?
This was also the principle of the 514 dorm being united against a common enemy. No matter who you were, whether you were in the right or not, if you dared to touch my bro's girlfriend, then there was no need to say anything else, we would absolutely kill you!
Of course.
In a civilized society, everyone couldn't just roll up their sleeves and go up to PK in real life.
And to compete in the game … with the average strength of their 514 dorm in the Gold and Platinum divisions, they were indeed not a match for Zou Siyuan, a Challenger.
But it was fine.
They couldn't beat him, but someone else could!
So what if he was in the top 50 of SK? Their Lin Feng could casually chat and laugh with the top professional players of the LPL!
The president of the eSports Association?
Tsk tsk, the super dark horse representative team of the last National University League, the Shanghai eSports Association, was single-handedly brought up by their Lin Feng!
No matter how they compared, a mere Zou Siyuan was not a match at all, right?
However, even though a certain someone seemed to have casually and ruthlessly swept Zou Siyuan's face in the previous round of eight, causing him to leave the arena in a sorry state, people still felt that it wasn't satisfying enough.
If it was satisfying — —
They still had to go up to the arena and fight it out in the open in Summoner's Canyon!
They would directly kill Zou Siyuan's ADC into a super ghost!
Merciless Spring!
That's more exciting.
And now … the opportunity had come!
Therefore, for a moment, the eyes of the three members of the 514 dormitory could not help but sparkle. When they thought about how they would be able to see Zou Siyuan's handsome face turn as ugly as if he had eaten sh * t, they felt extremely expectant.
They all turned to look at Lin Feng. Their eyes were burning with excitement.
"Lin Feng —"
"I'm counting on you!!"
"When the time comes, don't hold back. Beat that guy up as badly as you can!"
…
However, compared to his roommates who seemed to be enjoying the show, Lin Feng, who was supposed to be the person involved, seemed indifferent and indifferent about this matter.
Lin Feng nodded as he listened to the information his roommates had just shared.
"What time?"
He didn't ask too much about Zou Siyuan, the president of the Shanghai Foreign Television Competition Association.
It was as if he didn't even care who his opponent was.
All he cared about was time.
As for the competition itself and the result, it was not important.
Or perhaps … there was no suspense in the outcome of this thing.
In response to Lin Feng's question, the other three members of the 514 dormitory answered very quickly. Without hesitation, they said in unison:
"Two o 'clock in the afternoon!"
"The venue will be the same as before."
"Anyway, we don't have major classes in the afternoon. Just skip the minor classes and be done with it!"
Qiu Le's last sentence directly drew Shen Zhuang's retort. "You don't need to skip class. This is considered an esports club activity. You can ask President Dou Zi for a leave of absence."
Feng Tao laughed and said, "It's all the same. But today's semi-finals must not be missed."
They chatted excitedly again. The topic basically revolved around the BO3 match between the Shanghai Foreign Television Competition Association and the Shanghai Foreign Television Competition Association in the afternoon. The main content of the discussion was mainly about how to torture Zou Siyuan, the president of the Shanghai Foreign Television Competition Association.
Lin Feng did not participate in this topic.
After getting confirmation from his roommates about the time of the match, he felt a little more relaxed — —
Two o 'clock in the afternoon.
That's good.
The earlier he got there, the sooner he could see Brother Chu handing over his passport, and the faster he could get the urgent visa.
Lin Feng took out his phone and quickly sent a message to Chu Fangnan, confirming the time and venue. As he waited for the other party's reply, his eyes inadvertently swept over the bottom of the message bar.
He saw the last message he had sent to his childhood sweetheart on the other side of the ocean a day ago.
It was still lying quietly in the chat box.
There was no reply.
His heart seemed to inadvertently tighten a little, and he subconsciously tightened his grip on his phone.
Not long after, the clear sound of a system notification rang out from the phone. Chu Fangnan had sent a reply and confirmed it with a few simple words.
"No problem."
After receiving such a reply, Lin Feng finally let out a long sigh of relief. His whole body finally relaxed a little.
Everything … was basically settled.
All that was left was to wait.
Finally, at this time, a certain someone came back to his senses. He looked at his roommates in the 514 dormitory again.
"Just now … what did you guys say Zou?"
…
The office building of the Shanghai Telecommunications Association branch.
In the office, Chu Fangnan had also just sent a reply. Not long after he looked at his phone screen in a daze, a calm male voice came from behind him.
"How is it?"
Chu Fangnan turned around and looked at his direct superior sitting at the desk. He smiled bitterly.
"I agree."
"The Gold Spear Cup is at two o 'clock in the afternoon. Little Feng, give me his passport at that time."
As the president of the Shanghai Telecommunications Association branch, Fang Hao lit a cigarette, took a drag, and then exhaled a long white pillar of smoke. He looked out of the window in silence for a moment, then slowly opened his mouth and asked another question.
"Has there been any new news from Zhou Wei in England?"
Chu Fangnan nodded, then shook his head.
"He has been in contact."
"But … according to him, he is still in the emergency room and has not come out."
At this point, Chu Fangnan's tone could not help but carry a strong sense of worry.
Everything …
It was all caused by the sudden illness of the girl on the other side of the ocean.
In just a short period of one or two days, it was unknown how many people were alarmed. Many people were worried and hurried, and even had to fly across the ocean to travel thousands of miles.
Usually, no one would think about these things.
But … until such an accident happened, it suddenly made people realize —
It turned out.
That girl, who was as pure and flawless as an elf, could actually affect the hearts of so many people.
Fang Hao sighed deeply and put out the cigarette that he had just taken a few puffs on the ashtray.
"What about Number One and the others, have they arrived?"
Chu Fangnan nodded.
"Number One is still on the train to Manchester."
"But — Little Wu and Number Three should have arrived."
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