Lin Feng felt a headache coming on.
Lin Feng was having a headache. Please search (product% book ¥¥¥net) to see the most complete! More accurately, he was nervous.
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Chu Fangnan's call at noon brought him a total of two pieces of news.
The first was that he, Tang Bingyao, and An Xin had been selected to participate in the National LL High School League.
This was good news.
However, the second piece of news caused his heart to skip a beat when he heard it at that time.
"I can't hide it from you any longer."
"Brother Fang wants to see you."
"If you're free tonight … Come to the Esports Association after school."
Of course, Lin Feng knew who Chu Fang Nan was talking about.
He was the current president of the Shanghai Esports Association.
He was also one of the players who had high hopes for Lin Feng back in the day.
Back in the S1 World Finals, during the storm caused by his age, the other party fought for his qualification to participate in the World Esports Association Headquarters. He even slammed the table in front of a group of big shots from the World Esports Association.
Those …
They were all favors.
They were incomparably important.
They were also things he had let down in the past.
Since noon, Lin Feng's heart had been in a mess. After school, he crept up to the back row of the first group and asked An Xin if she had time to go to the Esports Association with him. However, An Xin rejected him without hesitation.
"No way."
The girl paused for a moment, then turned to Lin Feng and said in a serious tone:
"You can't avoid what you've done. You have to face it head-on and take responsibility for it."
She wasn't wrong at all.
So …
Lin Feng stood in front of the office of the Shanghai Esports Association's president.
He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. Then, he stretched out his hand and knocked on the door.
"Come in."
A familiar calm voice came from the office.
Lin Feng's movements slightly stiffened. Then, he took a deep breath and made up his mind to open the door. He pushed the door open and entered.
… …
In the spacious office, the windows were bright and the table was clean. It was dusk. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the sky was filled with the intoxicating glow of the sunset. The light fell on the desk in front of the window. Lin Feng subconsciously looked at the man in front of the desk.
As the chairman of the Shanghai Esports Association, Fang Hao had his head lowered as he dealt with a document on his desk. He didn't even lift his head.
Lin Feng felt a bit awkward and uncomfortable. He didn't know what to say.
The atmosphere in the office seemed a little quiet.
There was only the faint rustling of Fang Hao's pen on the document.
All of a sudden, Fang Hao paused in the middle of writing, and then his calm and steady voice rang out.
"You're back?"
It wasn't "coming".
Instead, it was "back."
The difference of a single word was like the difference between heaven and earth.
Lin Feng was stunned for a moment. He pursed his lips tightly and then nodded seriously.
"Yes."
"You're back."
At that moment, Fang Hao slowly raised his head and looked at Lin Feng. There was a complicated look in his eyes. He didn't say anything for a long time. Finally, he nodded slightly.
"It's good that you're back."
At this moment, the old man, who had thrown himself into the professional esports circle without hesitation since S1 and worked hard for it, had a complicated and gratified tone in his voice.
Yes.
It's good that you're back.
Everything before, whether it was disappointment, frustration, anger, heartache, or sighs, he would let bygones be bygones.
No matter what happened in the past, as long as he still held that unerasable belief and dream in his heart, then he could always return from a place of no return.
As long as he still had perseverance in his heart.
Then hope would never dissipate.
"Sit."
Fang Hao looked at Lin Feng, a smile on his face.
"It's been three or four years, right?
Let's talk. How have you been these past few years? "
… …
The setting sun was accompanied by the sunset glow, gently and intoxicatingly shining on the earth, covering the entire Shanghai with a layer of gentle afterglow.
Night fell bit by bit.
In the office of the chairman of the Shanghai Esports Association, the atmosphere was also relaxed and harmonious.
After sitting down, Lin Feng and Fang Hao chatted about their experiences over the past few years. Like an older brother, Lin Feng asked about Lin Feng's life and how his studies were going.
As they chatted, they naturally returned to the topic of the professional esports circle.
They also talked about the recently concluded S5 World Championship.
"You watched the finals, right?"
Fang Hao asked Lin Feng.
Lin Feng nodded. "Yeah."
Fang Hao couldn't help but sigh. "The current SSK … especially that person … is even stronger than he was back then."
Although Fang Hao snorted disdainfully at the so-called legacy of Korean esports, he had to admit that the current SSK Team stood at the peak of the professional esports scene.
They were practically invincible.
Suddenly, Lin Feng said in a serious tone, "I'll catch up to him.
I'll catch up to him. "
After a pause, he added, "I'll catch up to him.
And then — "
"Defeat him."
With SSK's second consecutive championship title, it sounded like a joke to the ears.
But Fang Hao had a gratified smile on his face and nodded.
"I believe in you."
His tone wasn't one of politeness, but one of trust and expectation.
It wasn't just because the young man standing in front of him was a genius that even "that person" thought highly of and viewed as his successor.
It was also because he had an unreasonable amount of trust in the best mid laner in the S1 Season.
…
"But —"
Fang Hao shook his head and changed the subject.
"That's still too far away. Let's talk about the near future. For the National University League, you need to work hard and get a good result."
The corner of Fang Hao's mouth curled up.
"Some of the details, Ah Nan should have already told you, right?"
"This time, your opponents aren't just the top teams in the National University League.
"The teams from Beijing and Guangzhou sent by the Esports Association are not to be underestimated."
Fang Hao himself was well aware of some of the fishy details.
Although it was said to be some new tricks, the tournament was actually a secret showdown between the headquarters of the three major esports associations.
None of the three major esports associations were willing to submit to each other.
They were also fighting for face.
This time, it was a good opportunity to determine who was better.
Fang Hao might have been wary at first, but now that Lin Feng was there, he was completely at ease.
The competition between the three esports associations this time …
Their Shanghai Esports Association would definitely win!
Of course, there were also some details that Fang Hao needed to remind him of.
"Later, I'll ask Nan to sort out some information on the opponents from Beijing and Guangzhou and send it to you.
"Then when you get back, the five members of your own team should also hurry up and meet up.
"Train well and get used to each other.
"In addition to the three of you, you should be familiar with the two members of the Shanghai High School team, right?"
Lin Feng laughed.
"Big Brother Fang, don't worry, no problem!"
Then, he said casually, "I'm not sure.
"I'm quite familiar with their support captain!"
Somewhere in Shanghai, Ceng Rui, who was walking home, suddenly sneezed. He rubbed his nose inexplicably and frowned.
Why does it feel like I'm being targeted?
Then he shook his head.
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