After receiving their boarding passes, checking their luggage, and going through the security check, everyone rushed to their respective boarding gates according to the information on their boarding passes.
Number One, Number Five, Number Two, and Number Four also took their leave at this moment.
Lin Feng and the others followed the rest of the God Club's troops and arrived at the boarding gate. They looked at the information on their boarding passes. There were still more than 20 minutes before boarding time, so they sat down in the seats in front of the gate and waited.
The process of waiting was naturally boring.
Lin Feng took out his phone and fiddled with it. After a moment's thought, he opened WeChat and sent An Xin a message.
「 Have you gone back yet? 」
An Xin's reply came quickly.
「 I'm sitting on the bus. 」
Lin Feng nodded subconsciously, then began typing on the screen again.
「 Don't forget, it's only been half a year. 」
An Xin's reply came with an emoticon of rolling her eyes.
「 Shut up! 」
Lin Feng scratched his head, chuckled, and put his phone away.
Tang Bingyao, on the other hand, was holding the Hamster game console and focused on the Daily Challenge on Nightmare difficulty. Ceng Rui looked at her with envy and jealousy.
Hand speed was an innate talent. No matter how hard someone with poor talent worked, it would be difficult for them to reach the same heights as someone with poor talent.
Li Shiyi looked at Tang Bingyao and asked curiously.
"Tang Tang, how did you train when you were with Master Bullet?"
Her question caught the attention of many of the God team members. They couldn't help but perk up their ears.
After all, she was talking about the number one player in North America from the previous generation. Even though she wasn't lucky enough to catch his eye, if she could get some insider information, it would be nice to satisfy her curiosity.
Tang Bingyao didn't try to hide it.
"Master will practice solo with me and give me a solo demonstration. He'll let me give pointers from the side when I'm playing solo —"
He'll also let me watch recordings of other professional ADs. "
The first few were enough to make anyone green with envy.
The last one made Huangxue Nightsong's eyes light up.
"Oh?"
"Recordings of professional ADs? Which ones did Bullet show you?"
He looked at Tang Bingyao with a hopeful expression.
The simple-minded girl naturally failed to guess the thoughts of the ace AD player of Team God in front of her. She tried her best to recall and replied:
"SSK's Ray."
“Lege
There's also the recording of Blade's first disciple, Blade's recording … "
Suddenly, as if remembering something, the girl raised her head and looked at Wildsnow Nightsong.
"Yes, and yours."
Barren Snow Night had been patiently listening to Tang Bingyao's examples for a long time. He had been waiting for this sentence, and his eyes instantly lit up.
"Oh! Do you have me? "
"Oh, how can I accept this … I didn't expect that in Senior Bullet's eyes, I'm not bad at all, hahaha —"
The substitute players from God Club were also helping to cheer them on.
"That's for sure. Brother Ye, your AD is one of the best in our server. There are many players from other regions who study and learn from you."
Barren Snow Nightsong was grinning from ear to ear, but he didn't forget to wave his hand modestly.
"Hey, don't mention it … Tang Tang also said that I'm not the only one recommended by Senior Bulelt to watch the video. It's also a way for Tang Tang to learn from others. I only made a small contribution —"
Tang Bingyao shook her head.
"No."
Huh?
Barren Snow Nightsong and the substitute players from God were stunned. They looked at Tang Bingyao.
The girl explained seriously, "That's right.
"Master didn't ask me to learn from the videos."
"He said that none of their playstyles are good enough. I shouldn't learn any of them. I can't get into bad habits, or it'll be hard to correct them in the future."
An awkward silence.
Barren Snow Nightsong's smile froze on his face. After a long time, he forced a smile and said:
"Y-you're right."
"After all, Senior Bullet is teaching you personally. His style is unique. It wouldn't be good for you to be influenced by others …"
Only the status and strength of North America's number one legendary player of the previous generation could make a top ADC like Huangxue Nightsong admit defeat and obediently admit defeat.
After all, compared to a legendary player like Bullet, it was a waste of time for Tang Bingyao to study the playstyles of other ADC players.
Ceng Rui turned to Lin Feng and whispered:
"Lin Feng, when we get back … I want you to practice with me."
Unlike Tang Bingyao, who could receive one-on-one guidance from a master like Bullet, Ceng Rui could only rely on himself. As Tang Bingyao's partner, he could only watch as Tang Bingyao's skill level soared day by day. He felt the pressure to improve himself.
Lin Feng was about to nod when Number Three, who had bought something from the airport convenience store, walked over with a bottle of water.
"I don't need this kid.
"Next, I will take some time to help you train more, Little Zeng."
Lin Feng's eyes lit up.
"Senior, if Number 3 has the time, that'd be great."
Indeed, if Number 3 were to teach Tang Bingyao personally, it wouldn't be any worse than Tang Bingyao receiving pointers from Bullet.
Ceng Rui's face lit up when he heard Number 3's words. But then, he had some doubts.
"Senior, do you have time on your side?"
Number Three was the only "special coach" who followed everyone back to Shanghai this time. While the other seniors were busy with their own matters, Number Three first had to take charge of the training and preparation tasks for the players of the LPL clubs, including God.
His time and energy were basically all used up. It would be a stretch to say that he would give Ceng Rui special treatment again.
Number 3's mouth twitched.
"You don't have to worry about me.
Also, don't put yourself too low in the pecking order.
The LPL kids may have a lot of work to do, but you guys won't have it easy either. In fact, compared to them, your tasks might be even more urgent. "
Number 3's tone was filled with a hint of meaning.
Ceng Rui was taken aback, but then he realized something and nodded solemnly.
Number 3 took out the Hamster game console from his pocket and threw it into Ceng Rui's hands.
"Take it.
There's still more than ten hours on the plane. If you have nothing to do, practice more. "
"Even if I'm crippled, I still have to reach the basic level."
Ceng Rui caught the Hamster game console and looked at Number 3.
"The basic level is …"
Number 3 looked at him.
"Nightmare Mode. Hold on for at least five minutes."
Compared to Lin Feng, Tang Bingyao, and the others' results, this was a very considerate way to lower the difficulty.
But for the crippled players, it was still a huge challenge.
Ceng Rui's face turned bitter. He nodded with difficulty.
"Alright."
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