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Since their reunion, Tian Tian had always been extremely happy and excited. However, at this moment, when that unavoidable topic was brought up, his mood once again became heavy and gloomy. In the World Finals, his team, King, carried the hopes of all the Chinese players and became the only LPL team to make it to the semifinals.
But in the semifinals, they were crushed 3-0 by South Korea's SSK.
It was a heavy blow to every member of King's team.
Not to mention Tian Tian, who carried the hopes and expectations of the vast majority of Chinese players.
He was the top laner in the country.
He was the "God of Perfection" in the hearts of countless Chinese players.
But in the semifinals of the semifinals, he handed in a terrible result.
Not many people criticized Tian Tian after he returned to China, but the sadness and self-blame in his heart never faded.
Every night, he tossed and turned in his bed, unable to fall asleep.
Every night, he fell asleep on a slightly damp pillow with reddened eyes.
He didn't care if people scolded him or not.
What saddened him the most was that he had let down the hopes of countless local players, as well as the expectations of countless fans who supported King Squadron and himself …
And Lin Feng's trust.
… …
"Lin Feng, I-I'm sorry —"
Tian Tian's eyes were red and his nose was sore. He wanted to cry.
Lin Feng furrowed his brows.
"Don't cry!"
Tian Tian shuddered when he heard that. He subconsciously sniffled hard and forcibly held back his tears. He even accidentally hiccuped, which made his chubby face look a little comical.
But Lin Feng didn't laugh.
He looked at Tian Tian in front of him with a serious expression, and his tone was extremely serious.
"What's there to be sorry about?
You didn't let anyone down.
You've already done a great job. "
Tian Tian sniffled, still stammering, "But … but I lost to SSK …"
"It's 3-0, I know."
Lin Feng interrupted Tian Tian's words and looked at him seriously.
"So what if he lost 3-0? Right now, SSK is just that strong. Let alone you, if I were in his place, I'd be lucky if I could even hit 20 shots in three matches. "
When Tian Tian heard this, he quickly shook his head.
"No way."
"If you were here, Lin Feng, you would be much stronger than me!"
In his heart, no matter what, Lin Feng would always be the strongest mid laner in the world. Even the existence of the "F" Han Shihao, the head of the Yonko, had never shaken this belief in his heart.
Lin Feng shook his head seriously and corrected him.
"Impossible."
"With my current strength, I have no chance against that guy from SSK."
Tian Tian was still arguing. "But … Didn't you say that the Inferior Man-Fish in the third match was a professional player? You also easily defeated him."
Lin Feng waved his hand. "I don't know for sure. Besides, that guy was too confident. He wanted to fight me head-on. I used my most proficient Enchantress. That's how Snowball rolled."
As he spoke, he paused for a moment and added seriously,
"And even if I'm stronger than that guy, so what?"
"At most, he's at the LSPL level. It doesn't mean anything at all that I can beat him."
Tian Tian choked on his words.
Indeed, defeating a second-tier LSPL professional player was nothing at all.
Back in the day, when Lin Feng was at the peak of Gold, he was publicly recognized as the strongest mid laner in the country. He was even qualified to be the strongest player in the world. Compared to his current achievements, there was simply no comparison.
… …
"But, but …" Tian Tian was still racking his brains, trying to find a reason to argue.
But Lin Feng waved his hand indifferently.
"There are no buts. This is the truth."
"My current state can't be compared to when I was at my best."
But — "
Lin Feng's face was full of confidence again.
"I'll get back to my best state soon!
When the time comes, I'll fight that guy again in the world finals! "
Seeing Lin Feng's fighting spirit, Tian Tian breathed a sigh of relief. He couldn't help but feel happy and excited.
"Yeah! Lin Feng, you can definitely beat that guy! "
"I believe you!"
Lin Feng chuckled. "Right? Then I'm sure you're right! Oh, right, let's order first! Let's eat! "
… …
The atmosphere at the dining table suddenly became cheerful and relaxed. The two of them ordered from the menu. When the waiter brought the piping hot pot and sumptuous ingredients to the table, Lin Feng and Tian Tian didn't hesitate to start eating heartily.
They swept the table like a tornado.
The two of them were bigger eaters than the other. In just half an hour, all the ingredients on the table had been thrown into the hot pot and swept away.
Tian Tian ate until his stomach bulged. He was very satisfied.
"So full …"
Lin Feng was also very satisfied with the result.
"What a good meal!"
The two of them leaned back comfortably in their chairs and digested the food in their stomachs. They didn't even need to chat anymore.
The atmosphere at the table suddenly became quiet and comfortable.
After a while, Lin Feng suddenly said.
"Fatty —"
Tian Tian, who was still immersed in the satisfaction of the food, came back to his senses and looked up blankly.
"Huh?"
After calling out to him, Lin Feng suddenly fell silent. Tian Tian looked at Lin Feng in confusion.
"Lin Feng, what's wrong?"
Lin Feng sucked in a deep breath.
In fact, Tian Tian had just solved a problem he couldn't avoid, but he also had a problem he couldn't avoid.
He had been avoiding it for a long time.
In fact, he should have asked a long time ago, but only now did he make up his mind and have the courage to ask.
Lin Feng raised his head and looked at Tian Tian with a serious expression.
"Tell me."
"Eleven, A 'Qiu, and A' Mo, they …"
"How are they now?"
The three people he mentioned were also members of his team.
They were comrades who fought side by side with him in the past.
They were the closest and most familiar companions.
This question had been bottled up in his heart for who knew how long. Now that he asked it, Lin Feng subconsciously felt his throat become a little dry.
He was a little nervous.
He was very nervous.
… …
Shanghai Esports Association Branch.
Chu Fang Nan knocked on the door of the president's office, then turned the knob and pushed the door open.
In the spacious office, the president of the Shanghai Esports Association Branch, Fang Hao, was sitting in front of his desk, browsing through a document on his computer.
Chu Fang Nan coughed.
"Brother Fang, you're looking for me?"
Fang Hao looked up.
"You're here. Have a seat."
Fang Hao's tone was very casual towards his subordinates and juniors who had worked with him for many years.
Chu Fang Nan nodded, then pulled a chair and sat down at the other end of the desk.
"Today, the headquarters of the Esports Association in Beijing sent a document. You should have read it."
Fang Hao continued typing on the keyboard as he casually said, "I'm not sure.
"It's about the new National LL University League."
Chu Fang Nan nodded. "Yes, I have."
Fang Hao: "When the time comes, the preliminaries and finals will be held here, so we have to hurry up with the arrangements for the venue and some personnel. Come up with a proposal for me later."
When it came to business, Chu Fang Nan nodded solemnly.
"Okay, I'll try to come up with a draft in three days for you to look over, Brother Fang."
Fang Hao nodded noncommittally, then casually changed the topic.
"Right, there's one more thing."
"For this time's National High School League, the headquarters in Beijing came up with a new trick. They want to form a team of high school students from Beijing, Shanghai, and Guangzhou to participate in this league."
"I thought about it. Our high school team from Shanghai …"
"Let's choose from the teams that just finished the Shanghai Sixteen School League a while ago."
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