After successfully stopping a taxi at the intersection, Lin Feng placed his luggage in the trunk, opened the door, and sat in the back seat of the car. He gave the driver the address of Shang Cai's school.
The taxi slowly started and drove forward.
In the back seat, Lin Feng leaned against the back of the seat and turned his head to look out the window.
The familiar night scene of Shanghai, neon lights, and rushing traffic quickly passed by in his field of vision.
Lin Feng was in a trance.
Time passed quickly. Without paying attention, it was already early November. The cool night breeze blew in through the window, reminding people that it was officially autumn.
In the entire month in Europe, he had experienced too many things.
He didn't even have the time to carefully sort through them because a new challenge had been placed in front of him.
Lin Feng felt as if he had been pushed forward by an invisible force. At this moment, he finally stood at the entrance of the river.
He was actually far from fully prepared.
But the situation wouldn't wait for anyone.
Lin Feng took a light breath. Now … whether he had to bite the bullet or accept it, he had to go.
"You still have one and a half months."
Lin Feng's gaze lingered on the text of the message. After a long silence, he typed on the phone screen and replied:
"Okay."
He didn't ask for more details, nor did he delve into what was coming in this so-called one and a half months.
Because there was no need to ask more.
Since this was what Senior No. 1 said, then it was enough.
As for whether this "one and a half months" was enough, it was a problem left for him to solve on his own.
Putting the phone back in his pocket, Lin Feng reached out and rubbed the space between his eyebrows. He originally thought that after returning to school tonight, he would be able to get a good night's sleep to adjust to the jet lag, but now it seemed …
He couldn't care less.
The new season was approaching, and the big battle was imminent. Slacking off was destined to be an extravagant hope.
…
It was past eight o 'clock in the evening when he returned to school.
The dormitory building had not yet turned off the lights. Lin Feng dragged his suitcase to the door of his dorm room 514. He took out his key and opened the door. Through the door, he could hear the clicking of the mouse and keyboard coming from inside.
He unlocked the door and pushed it open.
He saw his three roommates sitting in front of their respective tables, facing their laptops and fully focused on the battle in Summoner's Canyon.
The sound of Lin Feng opening the door finally caught the attention of his three roommates.
Qiu Le subconsciously turned to look at the door, and the moment he saw a certain someone, his eyes widened.
"F * ck! Lin Feng?! "
This cry of surprise also made Feng Tao and Shen Zhuang instantly turn their heads to look over. They were also overjoyed.
"Eh? He was back! Why didn't you say so earlier!! "
"When did you arrive? At least let us pick you up!"
Lin Feng smiled.
"I just got back today."
After explaining, Lin Feng glanced at the screens of his roommates' laptops and kindly reminded them, "That's a good idea.
"Let's finish the fight first."
Only then did the three roommates snap out of their daze.
"Oh, oh, that's right. Take a seat first!"
"Lin Feng, just you wait. The three of us will take them down in no time!"
"F * ck, Old Shen, where's your Stone Man Recruitment? Charge! "
"Ah Le, follow me! What were they waiting for? F * ck, save me save me save me! — — "
Lin Feng couldn't help but laugh at the familiar scene in front of him. He casually put his suitcase to the side, pulled out a chair, and sat next to Qiu Le to watch the fight.
Soon after, the eye-catching "Defeat" emblem appeared on the laptops of the three roommates in room 514.
Feng Tao, Shen Zhuang, and Qiu Le all hung their heads dejectedly.
"F * ck … So close!"
"That's three losses in a row. Our luck is really bad tonight."
Hearing Qiu Le's complaints, Feng Tao couldn't help but roll his eyes. "It's not just bad luck tonight. Have we been lucky lately?"
Shen Zhuang looked at Lin Feng and explained.
"Lin Feng, you've been away from school for so long. It's just the three of us playing ranked matches every day. We've never won. We've even been losing in the big battle royale."
Lin Feng rubbed his nose. "Oh, that's a little bad …"
Qiu Le rushed up and hugged Lin Feng's arm. "That's not just a little bad, it's terrible! Fortunately, the heavens have eyes and let us wait for you to come back. You have to uphold justice for us … Ah, that's not right. You have to lead us in a good fight! "
Feng Tao scolded, "Is that all you've got? Can you not point at Lin Feng every time something happens?"
In the next second, he instantly changed his expression and looked at Lin Feng with a fawning expression. "Lin Feng, I'm different. I'm in a deathmatch in the promotion match. Just help me."
Lin Feng pulled his arm out of Qiu Le's embrace and looked at his three roommates.
He explained apologetically, "I don't have much time in the near future."
"I have some things to do here. Maybe in a while."
His three roommates came to their senses and nodded in understanding.
"That's right, that's right. You've only just come back. There's no hurry."
"You go do what you need to do. It's fine with us. Your business is more important."
Ever since they found out that Lin Feng had gone to Europe with the three LPL teams to train in preparation for the finals, the mentality of the three people in room 514 had changed a long time ago. When they thought that their roommate could actually be in the same room as those top LPL star players and gods, they also felt a sense of pride and honor.
Look, this is a member of our room 514!
Are there any other dorms with players like him?
At this point, the three of them turned to look at Lin Feng. Qiu Le cautiously opened his mouth.
"By the way, Lin Feng, did you come back with Team God?"
Seeing Lin Feng nod, Shen Zhuang couldn't help but interject.
"How are Team God and the others?"
His tone was full of concern and worry.
Lin Feng nodded. "They're fine. They've already started reviewing and preparing for the new season."
Hearing this answer, Feng Tao, Shen Zhuang, and Qiu Le immediately relaxed. "That's good. That's good."
Qiu Le carefully moved closer to Lin Feng. "About that autograph I mentioned earlier. How's it going?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Feng Tao smacked him on the head.
"You're still thinking about that at a time like this? Do Team God's members have so much free time on their hands?"
Lin Feng snapped out of his daze and apologized.
"Oh, I forgot. I'll go to their base in two days and ask for it for you guys."
Qiu Le waved his hand. "It's fine, it's fine. The autograph doesn't matter. But …" He paused and looked at Lin Feng carefully. "If you go again, can you pass on a message for us? Just tell them that we're die-hard fans of Team God and that it's fine even if we lose this time. It's not embarrassing. Tell them not to care about what they say on the internet. We still support them! "
Feng Tao and Shen Zhuang nodded vigorously.
Seeing the serious expressions on his three roommates' faces, Lin Feng smiled.
"Don't worry."
"I'll definitely pass on the message."
… …
It was lights-out time in the dorm.
The people from Room 514 washed up one after another and went to bed.
Only Lin Feng was still sitting in front of his desk under his bed. He turned on the charging LED lamp and placed a notebook on the table. Pen in hand, he was deep in thought.
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