It was only half past one. There was still more than half an hour before the Gold Spear Cup semifinals officially started at two o 'clock sharp.
However, at this time, in addition to the members of the participating university teams, spectators had already begun to enter the stadium.
Seeing Lin Feng's slightly surprised expression, Qiu Yijie smiled and said,
"It's normal.
After all, it's the semifinals.
"Every year, the Gold Spear Cup will have more spectators around the time of the semifinals and finals. Not only the members of the esports clubs, but many ordinary university players will also come to watch the competition."
As he said this, he paused and looked around the stadium.
"Today … I think this place will be full."
Lin Feng thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
Last time in the quarterfinals, there were actually quite a number of people watching the competition. Of course, there were also many participating teams. The members of the esports clubs alone accounted for a small half of the total number of people in the stadium.
When it came to today's semi-finals, he had just glanced at the entrance of the venue and saw that several teams from universities that had been eliminated in the previous rounds had also brought their team members over to watch the match. In addition to the new members of the audience, the venue that could hold a few hundred people should really be full.
"It's almost time for some regular LPL competitions."
Lin Feng evaluated.
Indeed.
Many people had a common misconception in this regard. They thought that as long as it was an LPL level professional competition, it would be held in a large professional eSports arena. Then, there would be a sea of people, and as the professional players performed an exciting maneuver, the spectators would cheer like a tsunami, deafening cheers.
This was wrong.
That kind of scene was actually limited to a small number of professional competitions, or more important competitions, or a topic brought about by the meeting of the top two teams. To put it more directly … the spectacular scene that most ordinary players imagined was actually brought about by watching too many world-class competitions like the S League.
But most of the time, whether it was in China or abroad, ordinary standard professional competitions were only held in small stadiums with three to five hundred spectators, plus some die-hard fans of the two teams.
Just as Lin Feng said, perhaps it was not much different from the grand scale of today's Gold Spear Cup semifinals.
Of course.
The Gold Spear Cup was also a veteran professional university competition in the Shanghai area. It had enough fame and recognition to attract enough university players as spectators. Not any small competition could have this kind of popularity.
Speaking of which —
The esports clubs and teams of the various universities in Shanghai had also recognized the Gold Spear Cup. That was why they spared no effort to sign up for it every year, hoping to achieve good results to prove themselves to the various universities in Shanghai.
Playing esports.
Play professionally.
Different paths lead to the same destination. They would always fight for honor and self-validation.
Lin Feng was silent for a moment.
"Not bad."
Even though it was the S-Series World Competition, while the top teams in the LPL were fighting hard for the glory of the entire server, there were also teams from various universities preparing to fight in the small Gold Spear Cup. There were also students from various universities preparing to cheer for their school teams.
Let's not talk about the level of the competition or what was more important.
Because there was no need to make such an unnecessary comparison.
In this great era of e-sports … everyone would have their own battles.
(As for himself …)
(No exception.)
Lin Feng lowered his head slightly, so that the flickering but somewhat dim light in his eyes would not be noticed by Qiu Yijie beside him.
Originally, if there were no sudden accidents, he should also be full of fighting spirit and preparing for the next S7 season, or he should be in high spirits and wholeheartedly participating in the process of helping the three LPL teams prepare for the competition.
Even if it was just a small Gold Spear Cup competition, it would make him burn with fighting spirit and go all out to win with his best performance.
But now —
Because of one thing.
However, it made it almost impossible for him to concentrate on what he should be doing.
Even if the S6 finals were around the corner, and his old friends from the three LPL teams were in urgent need of help; even if the semifinals of the Gold Spear Cup were about to begin … he was still a little distracted.
Before he dealt with "that matter."
Or rather, before he saw his childhood sweetheart with his own eyes.
His heart …
He could not calm down at all.
Qiu Yijie finally noticed Lin Feng's abnormality and could not help but ask with concern, "What's wrong, are you okay?"
Lin Feng let out a sigh of relief and shook his head.
"I'm fine."
"I was just spacing out."
At that moment, he raised his head and looked in the direction of the entrance of the stadium again. To his surprise, he saw a familiar figure walking in. As usual, the girl with a pure ponytail walked into the stadium and tried to tiptoe to look around. Soon, she saw a certain someone standing with Qiu Yijie. Her eyes lit up slightly, and she quickly rushed over while waving at them.
"Lin Feng!"
Lin Feng had sent Tang Bingyao a text on the way over with his roommates from room 514 and Dou Zi. After receiving confirmation, she said that she would also come to watch the competition.
From the looks of it, the girl seemed to have abandoned her roommates and rushed over alone.
Seeing Tang Bingyao quickly coming up to greet him, Qiu Yijie smiled knowingly and nodded to Lin Feng.
"I'll go back to prepare first.
I won't bother you two anymore. "
Qiu Yijie's tone carried a hint of ambiguity that only boys could understand.
Lin Feng nodded, as if he did not notice the hidden meaning in Qiu Yijie's tone. Not long after Qiu Yijie turned around and left, Tang Bingyao appeared in front of him. She seemed to be in a hurry to get here. Her face was flushed, making her look even cuter.
"Lin Feng."
Lin Feng looked at Tang Bingyao, who was panting slightly. "What's the rush? There's still half an hour left."
Tang Bingyao looked a little embarrassed.
"I'm afraid … I'll be late."
"I can't miss your match. I have to cheer for you!"
With just a few simple sentences, he had naturally expressed his support. If those male members of the Shanghai University Esports Club had heard these words, they would probably all be heartbroken. The goddess in the hearts of almost all the male members of Shanghai University … had been stolen away by a stinky brat from another school.
Of course, it was a good thing that the foreign esports team members and students hadn't arrived yet. Otherwise, what they would see next would probably make them feel even more grief and indignation.
"Want some milk tea?"
Tang Bingyao raised the bag in her hand and carefully inserted a straw into the cup before handing it to Lin Feng.
"I saw it in the shop downstairs. It's our signature red bean milk tea."
"It should taste good."
Lin Feng's eyes lit up. "Oh! I'm thirsty! " He took the milk tea and took a big gulp with a straw. He gave Tang Bingyao a thumbs up. "Delicious!"
Tang Bingyao nodded happily. She also took out the other cup from the bag and drank it with a straw.
The atmosphere was incomparably natural.
It was as if …
The two of them had selectively forgotten something.
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