The sound of running water came to a stop.
Ceng Rui walked out of the bathroom after his shower.
"I'm done. Can you take your turn?"
Lin Feng was sitting on the sofa by the window, staring out at the night sky for a long time. When he heard his comrade call him, he snapped out of his daze. "Oh, it's fine. I'll go in a bit."
Ceng Rui nodded and sat down on his bed. He couldn't help but look at Lin Feng again.
"What's wrong?"
"What are you thinking about? Didn't the simulation go well tonight?"
Lin Feng replied with a grunt. Then, as if he had thought of something, he asked,
"How did you feel tonight?"
Ceng Rui thought for a moment before replying, "I learned a lot."
Indeed.
Although he was only a sparring partner to help test out Morning Star's new strategy, he had also learned a lot from participating in it. Putting everything else aside, just the experience of working with Wildsnow Nightsong, a top professional ADC player in the national server, was enough for a support player like him to learn a lot.
There was also the practice of playing against Quick Water's support shadow puppet.
His opponent's playstyle was quite similar to his, but he was more mature and experienced than him in all aspects, allowing him to better discover the flaws and shortcomings in his own body.
Lin Feng nodded.
"Mhm, that's good."
The conversation ended just like that, but Ceng Rui could sense Lin Feng's absent-minded state. "What, are you thinking about tomorrow's match between God and SSK?"
Lin Feng paused for a moment, then nodded noncommittally.
"Oh, you can say that."
Ceng Rui thought for a moment, then cautiously and objectively gave his opinion. "If they were to use the tactics we practiced tonight, Team God should have a good chance of winning, so there's no need to worry too much. Moreover, isn't Star King's condition getting better and better? Even if they were to go up against F, they should be able to hold their own."
Lin Feng smiled casually. "Yeah, I think so too."
As the purple team mid laner who went to fight against Morning Star in tonight's training as a Mock F and became the first experimental subject of the tactical system, he was undoubtedly the one who had the most vivid experience of the effects and power of the tactical system.
He naturally understood the feasibility of the strategy.
If even he couldn't deal with it.
Even the current F team would not be able to escape unscathed from such a tactic.
Even if God lost to SSK in the mock competition the next day, it wouldn't matter too much. It was just a friendly competition, after all. Winning or losing was secondary. What was more important was that they could learn more about SSK and F Squadron through this kind of competition.
Therefore, all the thoughts and reasoning were very clear.
But Ceng Ruicai was even more puzzled.
"Then what happened to you?"
If there was no need to worry about this, and everything could proceed smoothly as planned, then what was the reason for a certain someone's absent-minded appearance?
Besides, God's match with SSK tomorrow, isn't that what you want to see?
Lin Feng was silent for a moment, then shook his head.
"It's nothing."
"It's just … a little disappointing all of a sudden."
That was right.
God's match with SSK was indeed something he wanted to see. Otherwise, he wouldn't have spared no effort to participate in the mock competition tonight.
But after he put in all his effort, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of emptiness in his heart.
His interest was suddenly reduced by more than half.
Because no matter how intense the battle tomorrow would be, no matter what the final outcome would be, he could only watch from the sidelines as a spectator.
He couldn't participate in it.
No matter how hard he tried tonight, he could only play a supporting role.
Originally …
He should be the one to fight against the world's number one mid.
But this wasn't his stage. He wasn't even strong enough to stand in front of that guy. He could only use this method to probe the depth of his opponent's strength.
But this wasn't his style.
It should be more dignified.
But his current strength didn't allow him to do so. He couldn't do it alone. Otherwise —
A certain someone's eyes drooped.
(It wouldn't require other people's sacrifice.)
Lin Feng shook his head and smiled at Ceng Rui. "I'm really fine. Alright, go to sleep. I'm tired tonight. I still have to go watch the match between God and SSK tomorrow morning."
His tone became relaxed.
Ceng Rui looked at a certain someone deeply and nodded after a long while.
"Mhmm."
"Then I'm going to sleep. You should rest early too."
He turned off the lights.
The light in the hotel room suddenly dimmed.
The atmosphere gradually became quiet. Only the night view of Manchester City outside the floor-to-ceiling window was still illuminated by the soft moonlight.
Not far away, the sound of his companion's even breathing could be heard from the bed. Someone was still sitting silently in front of the sofa, looking out of the window. After a long while, he picked up his phone, tapped the screen, and sent a message to his companion.
"You shouldn't force yourself to go to bed tonight."
Not long after the message was sent, a reply popped up in the chat window.
"None of your business!"
With a threatening expression, he bared his teeth and brandished his claws.
It was just like the personality and temperament of his childhood sweetheart that he was familiar with.
A certain someone chuckled when he saw it.
He typed on the screen.
Another message was sent.
"Thank you."
This time, the girl's reply took a little longer. When the message popped up in the chat window again, there were only two simple words.
"Good night."
The light on the screen dimmed.
Lin Feng put away his phone and looked out the window again. The moonlight shone on his face.
He took a deep breath.
Then, as if he had made a decision, he suddenly got up from the sofa.
Walking past his sleeping companion's bed, he gently opened the door and walked out.
Five minutes later.
In a training room on the seventh floor of the hotel, the white lights were turned on again. A certain someone sat in front of an already turned on computer as if waiting patiently for something.
Not long after.
The door of the training room was pushed open again.
A man in his early thirties walked in. He wore glasses and looked refined, holding a booklet in his hand.
Lin Feng got up and looked at the man he hadn't seen for a long time with an apologetic look on his face.
"Senior, it's so late. Sorry to trouble you."
The man smiled and waved his hand.
"No problem."
"I just came back from work with No. 1 and No. 2. I wanted to see you."
Speaking of this, the man reached out and adjusted the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, his eyes gleaming.
"So."
"What's the matter? Do you need to come to me at night?"
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