As they walked and chatted, the three of them arrived in front of Milton Stadium.
Only when he got closer did he realize that the stadium was actually not that small. The outer wall of the steel strips outlined the building skeleton with strong muscle lines. The vertical and horizontal lines were smooth and distinct, and it was obvious that it was also the work of a master architect.
Starting from the opening of the group stage in two days, there should be a dedicated audience corridor outside the stadium, but it was still empty at the moment. However, they could already see a stadium security guard standing at the entrance.
"There's a security guard already?"
Lin Feng was a little surprised. Ceng Rui frowned.
"Then … it might not be easy to get in, right?"
As expected, when the three of them walked to the entrance, they were directly stopped by the tall black security guard. He spoke fluent English and told them that the venue was still being renovated and debugged, so it was not convenient for it to be opened to the public.
The three of them were a little disappointed. After all, it had taken them more than an hour to get here from the west side of the city. It would be a little disappointing to just go back like this. Lin Feng suddenly had an idea.
"Oh, we can ask the seniors for help."
Indeed, two days ago, Number One, Three, and Five had come to the stadium with the staff of the UK Telecommunications Association to check out the venue. They must have some way to get in and out.
Knowing that Number One and Five were busy with something with Tang Bingyao, Lin Feng gave Number Three a call.
Du — Du — Du —
The phone rang for a while before it was picked up. On the other end of the phone, Number 3's voice could be heard amidst the bustling background noise, "That's right.
"I'm busy. Spit it out, kid."
His tone was impolite and impatient.
Lin Feng hurriedly explained the situation to Number Three with a fawning smile on his face. He then begged with his eyes wide open.
"So, Senior, do you have any ideas?"
"Otherwise, Steamed Bun, Ah Zeng, and I will be stuck outside."
On the other end of the phone, Number Three answered very straightforwardly.
"It's nothing.
Zhou Wei from the UK Telecommunications Association should be in the stadium right now. I'll give him a call and ask him to come out and pick you up. "
Then he hung up the phone.
It was a swift and decisive move.
Lin Feng looked at Ceng Rui and An Xin in front of him, then smacked his lips and said, "Eh … it should be done."
Ceng Rui seemed to choose his words carefully as he gave his evaluation.
"Senior Number Three's personality … is indeed not easy to get close to."
If these words were heard by No.1 or No.5, they would have laughed out loud. If it weren't for No.3's temperament, he wouldn't have gotten along well with Bullet from North America.
Lin Feng nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, he's especially bad-tempered. Back in the S1 season, when we were training, Senior No. 3 was the one who scolded people the most. Fatty even cried a few times when he was scolded."
Only An Xin raised her eyebrows slightly.
"Really?"
"I think it's okay. Senior Number Three has always been nice to me."
This time, Lin Feng gave her an angry look of disdain. "Isn't that obvious? Senior, number three has always been the best to you. How can a girl compare to a boy?"
"Is that so?"
The girl thought for a moment, then smiled like a blossoming flower.
"Sigh … I really can't help it."
… …
The three of them didn't have to wait for long. Soon, a man hurried out of the stadium. When he saw Lin Feng and the others stopped by the security guards, his eyes lit up and he waved at them.
"Over here."
As he spoke, the man continued to walk over quickly. When he got closer, it was indeed Zhou Wei.
When Zhou Wei saw Lin Feng's group of three approaching, his eyes immediately fell on An Xin, and he couldn't help but reveal a pleasantly surprised expression.
"Little girl, you're feeling better?
"The surgery was a success, right? You're out already?"
An Xin smiled. "Yeah, I'm fine now. I haven't thanked you yet, Brother Zhou. You've worked hard for me."
Zhou Wei waved his hand. "Don't mention it. It's nothing. As long as you're fine."
He was genuinely happy for the girl.
Indeed, although the two of them did not know each other at all a few days ago, Zhou Wei naturally felt gratified and satisfied that his hard work had not been in vain when he saw that everything went smoothly in the end after all the hard work he had put in.
Lin Feng and Ceng Rui also politely greeted the person in charge of the UK branch of the China Telecommunications Association. Zhou Wei smiled and waved his hand without putting on any airs.
"You're too kind. Speaking of which, I've heard President Chu mention your names many times. I've known him for many years. You can just call me Brother Zhou."
After chatting for a while, Zhou Wei suddenly remembered something important and patted his head.
"By the way … number three asked me to bring you in."
As he spoke, he turned to look at the tall black security guard and explained a few words in fluent English. Soon, the security guard successfully let them through.
The four of them smoothly entered the stadium. As they walked, Lin Feng couldn't help but sigh. "Brother Zhou, you're really influential. You don't even need to show any proof, and you can get them to let you in."
Ceng Rui chimed in.
"Brother Zhou is a staff member of the China Telecommunications Association. It shouldn't be hard to get them in."
Zhou Wei laughed and explained, "It's not that I'm influential.
"It's not that I have a lot of face. In fact, it's not even the face of the Telecommunications Industry Association — even the staff of the Telecommunications Industry Association have to wear the corresponding work pass."
Ceng Rui was a little surprised. "Then the security guard …"
Zhou Wei smiled again. "It's not the China Telecommunications Association's credit. It's because the Milton Stadium has a big sponsor who's a Chinese boss. It wasn't easy for the China Telecommunications Association to establish a cooperative relationship with them. The stadium can ignore the China Telecommunications Association, but they can't ignore their sponsor."
Lin Feng and the others suddenly understood.
That made sense.
Money makes the world go round. They didn't expect Chinese businesses to expand to such a large scale overseas.
But as he spoke, Zhou Wei suddenly changed the topic.
"Of course, you guys came at the right time. If it was two days ago, you guys would have been able to come in even without my help. On one hand, the stadium is undergoing final renovations, so it's a little busy inside. It's not easy to let too many unrelated people in. On the other hand, since this morning, several participating teams from the European region have come over to look at the stadium. The security in the stadium has been tightened to target the fans of the Club teams."
"Oh?"
Ceng Rui's eyes lit up.
"The European LCS teams are here so early?"
Zhou Wei nodded. "Yeah. MLG was the first to arrive this morning. They've already left, but BW hasn't arrived yet. They might come in the afternoon …"
An Xin asked curiously, "What about Legend?"
Zhou Wei paused, then smiled.
"That's why I said you guys came at the right time."
"The Legend players … are inside looking at the stadium right now."
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