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Chapter 1977

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"Lin Feng … is coming as well?"

Number Five's usual gentle and pleasant voice came from the other end of the phone. However, this time, his tone was filled with shock and shock.

"What's going on?"

On the other end of the call, Number One could not help but shake his head with a bitter smile.

"There's no point in asking me.

"That kid … called Ah Nan out of the blue and asked him to help with the urgent visa. Ah Nan originally wanted to find an excuse to stall for time, but that kid directly threatened to ask his uncle for help. Ah Nan had no choice but to agree."

The two people on the other end of the call clearly knew the identity of Ah Nan's uncle. They also knew that the relationship between uncle and nephew was not too harmonious, so they naturally understood what this "threat" meant.

"His attitude … is very firm."

Number One sighed.

On the other end of the call, Number Five could not help but frown deeply. His face showed an uncontrollable expression of deep worry.

"So, Lin Feng … has already guessed it?"

Number One was silent for a moment before he slowly said, "Not yet. He probably only guessed sixty to seventy percent of it. But if he really guessed it all … he won't be contacting Ah Nan alone."

When he said this, Number Five immediately understood his fiancé's meaning.

Indeed.

Up until now, this matter had only been conveyed to them by Chu Fang Nan. Someone had not chosen to directly contact them. This meant that the problem was not as bad as they thought.

Otherwise …

"Don't think about it."

Number One took a deep breath. "Anyway, we probably can't stop that kid from coming. Let's think about how to deal with it."

Although he was the master of a certain someone, Number One still felt a headache whenever he thought about this matter. He didn't have a clear enough train of thought, and even he himself had been hesitant from the beginning. Otherwise, he wouldn't have revealed a strange expression before he left last night, allowing a certain someone to notice it.

On the other end of the call, Number Five seemed to be biting his lip.

"What else can we do?"

"At this point, no matter what we do … it's meaningless."

Number One was speechless.

Yes.

If everything was revealed to him after he came to England and came to Manchester, as long as he was determined to see his childhood sweetheart, there would naturally be nothing that could be hidden.

This was a reality that could not be changed.

Even though the legendary couple on the other end of the phone might be able to find a way to turn the tables no matter how difficult the situation was, they still couldn't do anything about this matter.

Now, they only had one thing left to do.

"Pray —"

Number One sighed, "Let's pray that before that kid comes... Steamed Bun gets better. Otherwise, this matter will really be impossible to resolve."

As he spoke, he looked out of the window of the speeding train.

It was morning in Shanghai, but it was midnight in England.

The night was as black as ink.

Stars twinkled in the clear night sky above the rolling mountains.

The scenery outside the window sped past, and the train rumbled along the rusty old track through the fields, all the way across the land.

"I just got on the train. I should be able to arrive on time."

"How are things on your side?"

Hearing her fiancé's question, Number Five paused for a moment before speaking softly.

"Number Three and I are at St Edinum."

"We are at the entrance of the hospital. Prepare to go in."

Then the conversation fell into a moment of silence. The two fiancés, who had a tacit understanding with each other, did not speak again. They could understand each other's feelings at the moment.

After a while.

Number One spoke in a low voice,

"Help me take care of Steamed Bun. I will be there soon."

Number Five pursed his lips.

"Okay, have a safe journey."

The phone hung up.

England. In front of the main building of St Edinum Hospital in Manchester, Number Five put down his phone and a voice sounded beside him.

"Go in?"

Number Three, who was wearing a windbreaker that accentuated his thin and tall figure, had a solemn expression on his face.

Number Five nodded. Then, he looked at the hospital entrance in front of him and took a light breath.

"Go in."



Back to Shanghai, Shanghai.

In school, it was noon. Lin Feng and his other three roommates from dormitory 514 gave up on the crowded school cafeteria and went to a small restaurant outside the east gate for lunch.

The few of them had decided to immediately head to the Gold Spear Cup's venue after their meal.

Before they finished eating, Dou Zi, the president of the esports club, had already rushed over in advance.

"Senior!"

"President Dou Zi!"

The other members of dormitory 514 hurriedly greeted him warmly. Qiu Le even helped Dou Zi pull out a chair and call for bowls and chopsticks. "Hey, senior, did you eat lunch? Come, come, sit —"

They were originally members of the Shang Cai esports club, but because of their strength, other than Feng Tao, who was considered a substitute member of the team, the other two were not qualified to participate in the competition.

Dou Zi, who was quite familiar with the other members of dormitory 514, did not stand on ceremony at all. He sat down on a chair and impatiently looked at a certain someone and said,

"Hey, Feng Feng, let's fight outside in the afternoon!"

"What do you mean, is there any rules or arrangements? Fight to the death or fight to the death?"

His tone was comparable to a bandit's, and his beaming expression was exactly the same as Qiu Le's from before.

This kind of situation would not occur in any other university's esports club. The dignified president of the esports club actually wanted to consult his own team members about the rules and arrangements, but when it came to Dou Zi, it seemed incomparably natural.

Although it was not explicitly stated, after the previous rounds of the esports club qualifiers and the Gold Spear Cup, everyone basically believed that Lin Feng was the well-deserved core of the entire esports club and even the team.

As the president of the esports club, Dou Zi did not have any psychological burden or awkwardness at all.

After all, he had a thigh like Feng Feng to hug.

It would be a waste not to hug him!

In response to Dou Zi's excited question, Lin Feng only shook his head noncommittally.

"Whatever."

"Just watch and fight."

His tone was light, as if he still did not care about the semifinals of the Gold Spear Cup and the opponent they were about to meet in the afternoon.

Dou Zi had not yet noticed that something was wrong with Lin Feng. When she heard Lin Feng's words, she immediately gave him a thumbs up and praised him.

"Well said!"

"Let's just watch and fight. It doesn't matter if they go to the outside world or not. They are just chopping vegetables for us when they come. As expected of Feng Feng. His level is much higher than ours. Hahaha —"

The members of dorm 514 next to them were dumbfounded.

What the f * ck...

Could a single sentence be interpreted with such rich connotations?

Usually, they felt that their president Dou Zi's image was quite lofty and respectable. Now, that image had collapsed in an instant. His skill at flattering people without turning red or palpitating was simply maxed out!

Dou Zi still did not care at all about the strange gazes from the junior members of dorm 514 next to her. She suddenly thought of something and slapped her forehead.

"Oh, by the way, isn't Tang Tang also going outside?"

"Then she'll also be here for the match this afternoon, right?"

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