For Lin Feng, there was no need to say more about Mo Sheng. Over the past few days, they had become closer and closer to each other. She had also become close friends with Su Xue, so there was no harm in telling her some things.
Moreover, even if it was only Fei Yan, the female LPL commentator, who he had met for the first time today, it shouldn't be a problem for him to let her know his ID and identity in the S1 Season.
There was a very simple reason.
It had already been five years since the S1 Season.
Most of the veterans in the esports circle were no longer around, let alone the ordinary players. Their memories of the past had long faded, and they might not even have heard of it.
Even though the five of them had made great contributions and achieved dazzling results for the national server back then, there were only a few people who truly remembered them now.
Even if someone were to talk about it now, it would at most draw a wave of surprise and admiration.
There would be no more.
On the other hand …
There was no need to think about it if this kind of information could arouse the vigilance of some of his old opponents and cause them to make preparations in advance.
Because in the past week or so, he had basically met all of his old friends and opponents. Even people like Autumn, who hadn't personally participated in the S1 Season, had directly received confirmation from him that he would be returning next year.
So …
Lin Feng rubbed his nose.
Last year, there were probably some things that needed to be kept a secret.
At this point in the year, there was no longer a need to hide anything.
He didn't care about the false reputation he had in the past.
He didn't care about what others thought of him.
At the same time, he had enough determination and faith. It didn't matter if any of his opponents were prepared in advance. To him, it didn't matter. He just had to fight his way through.
In response to Lin Feng's attitude, Old Mi firmly shook his head.
"I understand what you mean.
"Besides, it's good to have confidence."
"But some things are more complicated than you think. As I said just now, once this news spreads out, the media will definitely swarm over like hyenas smelling meat. They will try to dig out as much gossip and so-called insider information as possible from you. The most disgusting thing is that even if they don't dig out anything, they will definitely come up with all kinds of messy news reports."
"Don't underestimate your achievements back then, and don't underestimate the weight of your IDs."
"In the hands of the unscrupulous esports media … it's the perfect explosive point and gimmick."
"The person with the highest achievement in the history of the Chinese esports circle?"
"Fight against the leader of the Yonkō (Four Emperors) until the final match of best-of-five?"
"The Circle Deity's astoundingly talented comrade in the past?"
"The mid-laner who defeated Europe's Number One Wizard Phoenix head-on and made Phoenix feel ashamed of his inferiority?"
Old Mi stopped for a moment to catch his breath. He looked at Lin Feng and concluded, "That's right, Lin Feng, Old Mi, Old Mi, and Old Mi.
"That's just what I said."
"Those old foxes in the media can come up with all kinds of exaggerated headlines and gimmicks at any time. Everything is just for the sake of attracting attention."
Indeed.
Taking a step back, the unscrupulous esports media weren't that scary. They could just ignore them.
However, these esports media outlets were targeting and serving the vast number of ordinary domestic server gamers. They were the true targets that could not be easily ignored.
Eye-Catching headlines and fake content. Even if they looked weak and easy to see through, they could still stir up public opinion.
They could create momentum and momentum that couldn't be ignored.
It made people sink and float in it.
It was possible for a wave to send you to the peak of the dazzling light at any time, but it was also possible for a small wave to drown you in an instant.
"Gossip is a fearful thing."
Old Mi looked at Lin Feng with a serious expression and warned him.
"As a professional player, before you achieve enough results to prove yourself, it's not a blessing to receive too much attention. It's a danger."
Actually, there was another thing he didn't say to Lin Feng.
That was, even if a team or player had already achieved enough results, if they were overly praised and received countless fanatical attention and support … it would often be difficult for them to have a good ending.
This kind of thing, in the esports circle, had the most concise and powerful phrase — —
Death by flattery.
Old Mi looked at Lin Feng in a complicated way.
In his opinion …
In fact, Maple and his other teammates after the end of S1 were the most typical examples of this phrase.
Lin Feng was finally becoming a bit more serious.
He understood the meaning behind Old Meade's words. Compared to him, Old Meade's judgment was far more authoritative and thoughtful. He had indeed underestimated the influence of public opinion.
But at the same time, he saw the complicated look in Old Mead's eyes.
So he nodded.
"Yes."
"Brother Mi, you're right. I'll be careful."
Then, he paused and looked at Old Mi. Suddenly, a bright smile appeared on his face.
"But don't worry too much —"
"I'm … a lot more mature than I was back then."
This time, it was Old Mi's turn to be taken aback. He raised his head and looked at Lin Feng carefully. Then, his expression slowly relaxed and he smiled.
"Yeah."
"You've really grown up."
… …
Old Remy's interest in talking was far from over even though some of the more serious topics were brushed aside.
On the contrary …
After so many years, he finally met Lin Feng again. He had a million questions he wanted to ask Lin Feng, hoping to get answers from him.
His excitement and anticipation were on the verge of exploding.
But he had to ask them one by one.
After pondering for a long time, Old Mi threw out his first question based on the current situation.
"So, the three LPL teams know about your true identity as a sparring partner?"
Lin Feng nodded, then shook his head.
"The leaders and coaches of the other teams know a little. Xing, Old Ye, and Old Shi know. The rest probably don't know."
Old Mi slapped his thigh. "That's right! I was wondering how serious it was for the three families to prepare for training. How could they casually let someone in as a sparring partner? Sigh, only you and Eleven are qualified enough! "
Then came the second question.
"Sigh, there are a lot of old rivals and friends of yours in this season's finals, right? Phoenix from Legend, Nian Thirteen from Assassin, F from SSK, oh, and Spoon should be an old player from Season S1 … Have you met them yet? Do they know you're back? "
Lin Feng nodded.
"Oh, I've met them."
"We even sparred a few times in the training matches two days before the finals."
Old Mi's eyes lit up.
"Are you for real?!"
"Oh my god! I should've come to watch if I knew! It's been five or six years since we last fought, right? It's a legendary battle! "
"Ah … it's alright." Lin Feng scratched his head. Looking at Old Mi's excited face, he realized it was better not to mention that he had been sparring with Han Shihao every night.
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