The soft, dim light from the desk lamp shone on the white pages of the notebook.
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The paper was densely filled with the contents of the entire page.
Although there was a lot of content, the handwriting was meticulous and well-organized. There were no mistakes, just like the rigorous and rational personality of the author.
Ceng Rui, who was sitting at the desk, put down his pen and sighed. Then, he rubbed his temples to relieve his fatigue.
He was indeed a little tired.
School homework was naturally not a problem for a "genius" like him. From nine o 'clock in the evening, he had already finished all his academic tasks and began to study the battle plan and tactics for the next round of the National University League.
From the BAN selection, to the various lineups and team strategies at the beginning of the game, to the possible coordination effects of different lineups at different stages, and some all-purpose coordinated strategies …
There was also the analysis of the strength of the players in each position, and the comparison of the strength of the enemy …
Even in ordinary professional teams, those esports teams and clubs with professional coaches might not have considered these details so thoroughly before the competition.
But Ceng Rui would do this.
On the one hand, it was because of his personality. Originally, the Shanghai High School Team was able to achieve such an impressive result in the Shanghai Sixteen School League. Most of the credit was attributed to his character as the captain, who rigorously analyzed every detail.
On the other hand …
It was because the next opponent of the Shanghai TV Association team was not to be underestimated.
(Zhejiang University …)
Even with Ceng Rui's calm personality, he couldn't help but feel a little pressure because of the upcoming quarterfinals in the East China region.
But then again, for the quarterfinals, even if their opponent was Zhejiang University, Ceng Rui still had the confidence to win.
After analyzing it, Zhejiang University's strongest point was the bottom lane.
On their side, Tang Bingyao's A-rank was naturally not as good as Zhejiang University's A-rank captain, Sun Ruinian. But for this, Ceng Rui had specially prepared various tactics. Plus, with the help of his A- strength index, it was not difficult for them to resist Sun Ruinian's bottom lane.
The team's second weakness was Zhang Hao's top laner position.
As far as Ceng Rui knew, the top laner of the Zhejiang University team should have a B-level strength evaluation index, which was much stronger than Zhang Hao, who only had a + level and not even a B-minus rating.
However, this kind of thing was unavoidable.
After all, the opponent was Zhejiang University. It was unrealistic to want to be stronger than the opponent in all aspects.
Apart from Zhang Hao, Lin Feng's mid was the strongest spot on the Shanghai TV Esports Association team.
Now, Ceng Rui had privately assessed Lin Feng's strength to be around A rank.
It was almost as if his words could shock a large number of people.
Ceng Rui smirked.
Compared to the Zhejiang University team's mid laner who was barely close to a B + standard … When the time came, in the middle lane, it would undoubtedly belong to the strong suppression of their Shanghai TV Association team — —
As long as a certain someone didn't act recklessly at the last minute, it would be fine.
In addition, there was An Xin, who Ceng Rui trusted the most in the jungler position. All in all, Ceng Rui could make a judgment that their chances of winning the quarterfinals were close to 70%.
That was already a very high chance of winning.
However …
Ceng Rui subconsciously furrowed his brows. He didn't know why, but he felt as if he had missed something. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't think of anything he hadn't considered.
Yet that feeling persisted.
And this made Ceng Rui feel very bad.
It was as if some factor he had missed would become the team's most fatal threat in the future.
Ceng Rui shook his head and tossed this unpleasant thought to the back of his mind. Since his repeated analysis and calculations were all the same, then this bad premonition might really just be a psychological factor.
Ceng Rui smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly.
Who would've thought that he would actually feel nervous about a match?
Suddenly, a beautiful figure jumped into his mind. Ceng Rui couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he thought of the girl who always seemed to have a smile on her face and exuded a calm and peaceful aura.
In recent times … …
It seemed that the feeling that Steamed Bun gave him was somewhat different than usual.
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It was also on a night like this.
The bright silver moonlight gently flowed through the window and sprinkled on the table in the girl's bedroom.
In front of the computer screen on the desk, in the center of the Summoner's Canyon map, a dark red "Failure" symbol slowly appeared.
That represented a loss in a ranked match.
Anxin's expression didn't change much as she sat in front of the computer screen. She didn't seem to feel any regret for losing an ordinary ranked match.
She just sat quietly, quietly looking at the "Failure" symbol that appeared in front of her eyes.
She didn't speak for a long time.
Lowering her head slightly, the girl's eyes seemed to inadvertently flash a trace of a complex light that was difficult to detect.
This top ranked match on the Korean server lasted from start to finish for 32 minutes.
And as the Blind Monk of the Blue Team, the girl's performance could be considered excellent.
But …
Not enough.
An Xin sighed softly. She gave an extremely strict evaluation of her performance in this round of the qualifiers.
65 points.
What she meant was that she had only performed less than 70% of her best condition in this qualifying match.
Two major operational errors.
Six kills that should have been done, but she couldn't complete them.
She was at the level of a professional coach. The girl's vision, awareness, and judgment were enough for her to pick out all of the problems in this ranked match without anyone pointing them out.
To put it bluntly, this kind of mistake shouldn't have happened to her.
But the truth, along with the "Failure" symbol, was clearly displayed in front of her eyes.
Anxin lowered her head and quietly remained silent.
Her slender and fair right hand was still holding onto the mouse.
Under the silver moonlight, one could vaguely see the faint blood vessels and meridians under the girl's almost transparent skin, emitting a sickly and unhealthy color.
But it was still an incomparably beautiful hand. Anyone who looked at it couldn't help but hold their breath and want to carefully protect it.
Even if he were to touch it, he was afraid that he would hurt that slender and beautiful palm.
Almost no one in the world knew that such a beautiful hand had once performed breathtaking maneuvers in an esports game like League of Legends.
The maneuvers mentioned here were far more than just achievements in the National University League.
That was a true achievement …
Even the girl's closest childhood friend didn't know about it.
Because even Lin Feng didn't know about it. While he was still full of fighting spirit to push that NHK2 account into the top 100 of the Korean server's Champion Group leaderboards —
An Xin's own Korean server account had long been ahead of him.
Almost no one in the entire national server knew that on the Korean server's Champion Group leaderboards, there was a girl from the national server who had quietly made it into the top 10 of the leaderboards.
And now —
That beautiful, slender, and seemingly fragile hand was trembling slightly.
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