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Lin Feng buried his head in his barbecue, his thoughts drifting back to the distant past. An Xin glanced at Lin Feng with a complicated look in her eyes. She didn't say anything.
But she knew what Lin Feng was thinking.
Because …
Her thoughts were stirred by Chen Zi's words.
Back then, Lin Feng was the mid laner, Tian Tian was the top laner, Eleven was the jungler, and the two support players at the bottom lane. Together, they formed the strongest team in the entire Season 1 Esports.
The members of each position could not be said to be the strongest in the world, but they were at least one of the most outstanding people.
And a battle team formed by such five people was fully deserving of being invincible.
Unfortunately, they weren't invincible.
Back in the S1 finals, in the final B5 match against the Korean team, the two teams were almost equally matched in terms of strength. At that time, there weren't many tactics involved in competitions. It was purely a competition of a player's individual strength and teamwork.
In the end, B5 lost 2-3. In An Xin's eyes, Lin Feng's team had only lacked a little bit of luck.
They weren't any weaker than anyone else.
But the word "luck" was as cold and cruel as it was in those days.
The difference between the champion and the runner-up was just a hair's breadth.
It was the regret of missing out on the throne of esports.
An Xin couldn't help but fall into a trance.
Even though it was only the beginning of LL Esports in that era, it was also the best era of LL Esports.
Looking at the current S5 season, the results of the three teams in the LPL and the terrifying dominance of the Korean team SSK, it was indeed a depressing sight.
Therefore, just like how countless professional esports players in the national server felt heavy —
When would their professional esports teams rise again?
… …
"It won't be long."
Suddenly, Lin Feng stopped eating the barbecue and raised his head to say this in a serious tone.
When he said this, his eyes were burning with an incomparably cold flame.
"Soon, soon!
"The national server will rise again!"
Ouyang was still sighing. "Hey, Lin Feng, you sound very confident, but the problem is, how are you going to rise? There are only a few good LPL teams in our country right now. You saw their results in the finals … "
At this moment, An Xin, who was standing beside them, suddenly smiled.
"Not now, but it doesn't mean there won't be in the future."
"Isn't it?"
Ouyang was stunned: "Steamed Bun, are you talking about those pro teams outside of the LPL? Damn, aren't those LSPL teams even worse? "
An Xin replied with a smile, "Who said it's an LSPL team now?"
The other members of the esports club were also confused.
If it was not the LPL or the LSPL, then what other teams were worth looking forward to and hoping for?
Then there was an answer to this question.
Lin Feng wiped his mouth with a napkin and patted his chest.
"There's still me!"
After a pause, he added another sentence.
"I want to form a new team! — "
His tone was full of confidence and fighting spirit.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
"There are too many things to complain about … Let me think about which one to complain about first …" Ouyang Feng scratched his head in distress. Then he raised his head and looked at Lin Feng. "Lin Feng, when did you ever form a professional team?
Lin Feng laughed mischievously. He didn't bother to explain further and waved his hand.
"Oh, that's not important!
I'm definitely going to win the world championship in the future! "
Only Tang Bingyao and An Xin knew the truth behind Lin Feng's words. They could also hear the strong fighting spirit and confidence in them.
Tang Bingyao pursed her lips, a thoughtful expression on her face.
She seemed to be thinking about something.
… …
It was almost three o 'clock in the morning by the time they finished their supper.
The members of the esports club looked at the time. After paying the bill, they got up and prepared to leave.
"Steamed Bun, do you want to come over to my place tonight?"
Lin Feng raised his head and asked An Xin.
An Xin smiled. "Why? You want me to come over again? "
Lin Feng shook his head like a rattle-drum.
"Not at all."
"If you go, I'll have to sleep on the couch again!"
Oh?
The members of the esports club pricked up their ears.
This gossip was a little explosive.
However, An Xin had no intention of letting them listen to the gossip to satisfy their curiosity.
"That's right. Since you've worked so hard tonight, I'll let you stay in your bed and have a good rest."
"I'll just take a cab home."
"Oh, okay." Lin Feng nodded. He turned to Tang Bingyao and said, "Tang Tang, let's go back together!"
Tang Bingyao was stunned. It took her a while to recover. She hesitantly nodded her head.
"Okay."
Ouyang and Liu Yue huddled together and whispered to each other.
"Sigh, Lin Feng is having too many beauties on his left and right."
"Yeah. As soon as Steamed Bun leaves, Lin Feng calls Tang Tang to go home with him. He's never lacking girls."
"And they're all beautiful! Damn, why is Lin Feng so good at picking girls? "
"I wonder who Lin Feng fancies."
Before he could finish speaking, Ren Rou walked over and rudely struck Ouyang and Liu Yue on the head with two loud bangs.
"What are you talking about?"
"Why are you talking so loudly? Do you want Steamed Bun to hear you?"
Ren Rou's words reminded the two of Steamed Bun's trademark "kind" smile. They both shivered.
That makes sense.
… …
It was three in the morning on a winter's night. The sky was as dark as ink.
The chill in the air slowly spread through the streets, accompanied by a faint white mist that made the yellow lights on both sides of the street look even more hazy.
Lin Feng and Tang Bingyao walked down the street.
One in front, one in the back.
Tang Bingyao was wearing a pair of woolen gloves, but she still felt a little cold. She stuck her hands in the pockets of her clothes and continued to walk forward with her head lowered.
Because she didn't have her hands to balance herself, she swayed unsteadily, but she still enjoyed it.
Even though she didn't look back, Tang Bingyao knew that Lin Feng was right behind her. He was probably daydreaming as he walked, so she was very calm and happy.
This feeling … …
It was very familiar.
It was also very good.
Actually, Tang Bingyao had already thought through some things.
Some small emotions were too difficult for her inexperienced self to deal with.
However, she didn't like being stuck in a dilemma.
In that case, she might as well not think about it for now.
She didn't want to worry about it too much. She didn't want to be stuck in a dilemma. Time would slowly tell her the answer.
Even if it was just the current situation, it was already good enough for her.
Suddenly, Tang Bingyao stopped walking. She turned around and looked at Lin Feng.
"Are you planning on forming a new team?"
"Huh?" Lin Feng snapped out of his daze and nodded. "Oh yeah, of course!"
Tang Bingyao nodded. She bit her lip and seemed to have made up her mind.
"You asked me before, and I agreed."
Lin Feng, who was completely oblivious to the situation, was confused.
"What did I ask you?"
Then, realization dawned on him.
"Oh, you're going to be the MVP of our team, right?"
Tang Bingyao nodded seriously.
"Yeah."
Lin Feng rubbed his chin, frowned, and thought for a long time. Suddenly, he said,
"Weren't you the MVP of our team a long time ago?"
Huh?
Tang Bingyao stared blankly for a moment. She subconsciously tilted her head and protested.
"I didn't say 'a long time ago'!"
"Oh, I see …" Lin Feng said. He waved his hand nonchalantly. "It's all the same. Don't worry about the details!"
"… …"
Lin Feng frowned.
Tang Bingyao took a deep breath. It was rare for her to have the urge to beat Lin Feng up.
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