Chapter 3430
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After bidding farewell to the LPL fans in front of the hotel, everyone boarded the bus and headed to London Heathrow Airport.
The bus drove on the highway.
The scenery outside the window flashed by quickly. The members of the God e-Sports Club looked out the window silently, thinking of the fans holding banners and shouting slogans in front of the hotel lobby. Each of them clenched their fists subconsciously, a determined expression on their faces after they had made up their minds.
Number One and the others sat in the front row of the bus with Chu Fangnan, discussing something in low voices.
Vice President Chu's expression was solemn and solemn. It seemed that he had been in this state since the end of yesterday's finals.
It wasn't just the God Club's team members. After the defeat yesterday, the LPL's professional players would also face an incomparably difficult challenge for the staff of the National Server TV Association in the upcoming season of next year.
"If that's the case, I'll have to trouble you, Ah Nan."
Number One reached out and patted Chu Fangnan's shoulder.
Chu Fangnan shook his head.
"I'm fine here. When I return to Shanghai, I'll work with Brother Fang on the detailed schedule and planning arrangements."
"We have enough manpower. As for the venue and funds, we can finish it with a few extra shifts."
Number One nodded.
"Yes, as soon as possible. In terms of time … we can't afford to delay."
"We must be fully prepared for the upcoming series of battles. Help me pass a message to Old Fang. This time, I'll trouble him to worry a little more. When we return to Shanghai, I'll treat him to a meal to reward him. "
Chu Fangnan grunted in acknowledgment. He looked at the few legends of the previous generation in front of him, including Number One.
"What about you guys?"
"Aren't you coming back with us for the time being?"
Number Four shook his head.
"Number Two and I will go back to North America first. Number Two has just applied to be an honorary consultant. There are still some procedures and trivial matters to be dealt with at the North American Telecommunications Association. He can't handle it alone, so I'll help out."
Number Two let out a cold snort and looked at Number Four. "This kind of troublesome matter, I told you to do it. I'm not good at it."
Number Five smiled and took over the conversation.
"As for me, I'll go to the capital with Number One first."
The key information revealed in the words moved Chu Fangnan slightly. He looked at Number One.
"What is this?"
Number One nodded nonchalantly. "Hmm, let's go meet up with Old Lin first. Then … we'll go meet up with the higher-ups."
His seemingly calm and unhurried tone revealed information that was enough to shake the hearts of those who knew the inside story.
Number One paused for a moment, and his eyes shone with a profound light.
"It's about time."
"I'd like to hear what those people up there … have to say."
…
In the back of the carriage, Lin Feng and Li Shiyi were sitting together.
Lin Feng looked at Li Shiyi.
"How are you? Are you feeling better?"
Li Shiyi nodded. "I'll be fine after taking the medicine and sleeping. Unfortunately, I should have been there yesterday."
As he spoke, his face revealed a somewhat regretful expression.
Although he also watched the live broadcast of the finals on his mobile phone in the hotel, he could only truly feel the tension and passion of such a wonderful and intense set of 'best-of-five' matches.
Li Shiyi couldn't help but glance at the members of Team God in the front row.
"Yesterday … you really played beautifully."
Lin Feng nodded. "Mhm."
"The last two matches weren't any worse than ours."
Li Shiyi looked at Lin Feng with concern. "Are you alright?"
As a comrade who had fought side by side in the past, Li Shiyi naturally knew how someone felt about his old enemy. Especially after yesterday's' best-of-five 'match, it was hard not to recall the heavy memories of that time.
As the losers of Team God, Team God, Team God, had suffered a huge blow, but Lin Feng wasn't in a good mood either.
When Lin Feng heard this, he was stunned.
His mind flashed back to the chat window that popped up when he opened the game last night, as well as the message with only three English words.
His eyelids drooped.
Lin Feng's expression was calm and unperturbed.
"I'm fine."
"You just need to hurry up."
Li Shiyi nodded. "Yeah, I need to hurry up too!"
The two girls in the front row were also whispering to each other.
Tang Bingyao grabbed An Xin's hand reluctantly. "Take care of yourself, Steamed Bun. I'll come see you next time."
An Xin smiled and gently squeezed Tang Bingyao's hand.
"Don't worry, I'll be fine."
"You, on the other hand, don't work too hard when you get back. Make sure you get enough rest."
At this point, the girl paused. She turned her head and pretended to cast a casual glance at a certain someone in the back seat.
"Also …"
"Help me keep an eye on that guy too."
"That idiot looks fine on the outside, but he's always hiding his worries. It's hard on him."
Tang Bingyao nodded.
"I'll take care of Lin Feng."
She turned to An Xin. "Steamed Bun, get better soon. You'll be able to look after Lin Feng when you get back."
An Xin smiled and waved her fist at Tang Bingyao. "Yeah. You guys work hard. I won't slack off either."
… …
The bus stopped in front of Heathrow Airport.
Everyone got off the bus and unloaded their luggage. They looked at each other.
Number One smiled.
"That's about it.
Let's meet again when we get back. "
Team Leader Zhang of the God Club looked at No.1 and the others and bowed solemnly.
"Thank you for your hard work this time."
Behind him, the other members of the God Battle Squad bowed to Number One and the other seniors in unison.
One and the others calmly accepted the gesture.
The finals this time was not just a journey for the players of the three LPL teams. As a specially hired coach, he had also put in a lot of effort in front of and behind the scenes.
Lin Feng looked at One.
"Seniors, aren't you guys going back to Shanghai together?"
Number One smiled. "Well, your Sister Xiao Wu and I will go to the capital first. Senior Number Two and Senior Number Four also have to rush back to North America. Only Old Three will go with you."
Lin Feng glanced at Three.
"Is that so …"
Three raised an eyebrow. "What? You're not happy? I haven't even protested yet. "
Indeed, although it seemed like he was the only one who returned to Magic City and seemed to be much more relaxed compared to his other four companions, in fact, No.3's upcoming task was not much easier.
The season had ended, but the role of special coach hadn't been removed from the shoulders of the previous generation's legends. Instead, it was tacitly agreed to continue.
Number Three's gaze swept over the members of God Squad with malicious intent.
"All of you … prepare yourselves."
I won't be holding back in the upcoming training. "
The members of Team God looked at each other and nodded solemnly.
"Understood!"
There was no hesitation or awkwardness.
Only determination.
Number Three was caught off guard by such a response. Number Three showed a surprised expression, then the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.
"Not bad. Interesting."
"I'll wait and see."
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