There was a whole stack of documents and information on the list. The information on almost all the top powerhouses in the world were recorded in detail, including the Seven Kings and the Four Emperors. Even the rookies on the list were at least at the level of a first-rate professional.
Similarly, the list also included every famous professional player in the LPL region who had countless fans and had a famous account.
However, Fang Hao, the chairman of the Shanghai Telecommunications Association, didn't seem to care about such a heavy and solid list at all. He even looked at Lin Feng and asked the following question:
He even looked at Lin Feng and asked, "Is this enough to arouse your fighting spirit?"
It was as if all the names recorded on the list were insignificant.
The only use seemed to be to ignite someone's fighting spirit and fighting spirit.
It sounded almost unbelievable.
But in reality.
But it seemed to have its reasons.
Because although such a list listed almost all the top players in the world of esports, with a certain person's strength at the peak, the only people on the list who could really compare to him were the few names at the top.
Or rather.
Or even.
Only the one who was evaluated as "perfect" and "invulnerable" with a comprehensive strength index of 100 points.
"Back then, the Telecommunications Association also did a strength index evaluation and collated the list."
Fang Hao looked at Lin Feng and said:
"But at that time, there weren't so many players on that list."
"As for the highest score of 99 points, there were two people."
"One was Han Shihao."
"The other one … is you."
Fang Hao paused again and added the last sentence in a meaningful tone, "Now that Han Shihao has gone from 99 points to 100 points, then … what about you?"
Lin Feng lowered his head, silent.
Chu Fang Nan, who had stood up and walked over, couldn't help but interrupt, "Lin Feng's strength has been improving recently …"
But before he finished speaking, Lin Feng raised his head and looked at Fang Hao in front of him.
"I'm still a little bit away from my original state."
"But compared to the current guy …"
"It's a little far."
His tone was incomparably serious and frank, without the slightest bit of concealment or looking for other excuses to excuse himself.
As if he had already expected such an answer, Fang Hao's face didn't show the slightest surprise. He just nodded and looked at Lin Feng's face again.
"Then, I should work even harder."
"Back in the day, Maple was able to fight evenly with Han Shihao, but now he's being left far behind by his old rival. It doesn't feel good, does it?"
Lin Feng took a deep breath and nodded.
"I know."
Fang Hao shook his head. "No. You might not know this, but our national server is lacking someone who can compete with Korea's SSK's Four Emperors. I heard that God's Morning Star has made a breakthrough in his training. Is that true?"
She suddenly changed the topic and asked this question.
Lin Feng was surprised and nodded, "Yes, Ah Xing is about to break through the bottleneck."
"Is that so?" Fang Hao nodded noncommittally. "If I successfully break through, I will be a Yonkō (Four Emperors), right?"
Although he was supposed to be talking about extremely exciting news, from his tone, one could not hear the slightest hint of joy from the president of the Shanghai Telecommunications Association in front of him.
His next sentence proved this point even more directly.
"But it's not enough.
Fang Hao narrowed his eyes and looked at Lin Feng's face.
"One of the Yonkō (Four Emperors) might be able to bring a better result to the LPL in the finals.
But if it's on a higher level …
"It's not enough.
"Our national server needs someone like Korea's Han Shihao to step forward."
"In the previous generation, we had one.
In this generation, you were the one who had the highest chance of reaching that level. Now, this responsibility also falls on you. Do you understand? "
Lin Feng was at a loss, nodding his head.
He could understand and accept most of President Fang's words, but there was one thing that he couldn't connect with in such a short period of time.
What did he mean by …
A higher level?
Chu Fang Nan, who was standing at the side, did not say anything, but when he heard Fang Hao mention some key words, the pupils in his eyes subconsciously shrank for an instant.
… …
Fang Hao's expression softened a little, as if he had inadvertently said too many harsh words. He looked at Lin Feng and patted him on the shoulder.
"Of course, this is just my hope as a veteran of the national esports."
"It's up to you to decide how to do it."
As he said that, he suddenly changed the topic of conversation.
"Nan told me earlier that you applied for an urgent visa to go to Manchester City, right? You're leaving today?"
Lin Feng continued to nod honestly. Fang Hao gave a noncommittal "hmm" and waved his hand. "No matter what it is … it's not up to an old guy like me to interfere. I just hope that no matter what happens, you can try not to be affected —"
"Don't let any other factors interfere with your path forward."
After saying all this, Fang Hao looked deeply at Lin Feng.
"Can you do it?"
His tone was unprecedentedly solemn.
Lin Feng was silent. He felt the sincerity and even hope from the current chairman of the Shanghai Esports Association. After a long while, he finally nodded slowly and said "hmm".
Receiving Lin Feng's affirmative answer, Fang Hao's face showed a gratified smile and he said "good" a few times.
The atmosphere in the office finally seemed to be a little more relaxed.
At this moment, Chu Fang Nan's phone suddenly rang. He subconsciously picked up the phone and clicked on the screen. His face showed a little surprise, then he turned to look at Lin Feng.
"There's good news."
"Your and Mo Sheng's urgent visa … seems to have come out early."
"Our staff has already brought back the visa and passport. They're downstairs ready to go to the elevator —"
As soon as he finished speaking.
Lin Feng's eyes lit up when he heard this.
"It's out!?"
Then, a certain someone couldn't hold back any longer. He abruptly stood up from the sofa, grabbed his bag, and rushed out of the office with his suitcase. Halfway through, he finally remembered something and stopped in his tracks. He turned around and looked at Fang Hao.
"Brother Fang …"
Fang Hao smiled and waved his hand.
"Go, go, be careful on the way —"
The last word "be careful" came out, and in the next second, someone had disappeared from the office.
Then, he heard a commotion in the corridor, mixed with the exclamations of many staff members, as well as a certain someone's anxious shouts.
"Excuse me, excuse me, excuse me, I'm in a hurry!"
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