As the saying goes, "A real man doesn't boast about his past achievements."
Lin Feng had always agreed with this principle.
And to him, it seemed like all the people he had encountered over the past year didn't give him a chance to talk about his past achievements.
After all, the people around him were either old friends or old rivals, so there was no need to talk about what had happened in the past. Everyone knew clearly in their hearts. Otherwise, if he encountered some small problems, he could easily solve them with his own strength. There was no need to waste his breath.
Until today, in this small four-person room in the 72 ° internet cafe, his summoner ID from the S1 season, "Maple", seemed to finally be put to good use for the first time.
Chen Ting and Chen Guo started playing League of Legends at the end of Season S2, so they weren't familiar with the ID Maple.
Fortunately, there was this jungler from the 72 ° Internet Cafe team, who happened to be an extremely rare veteran player in Season S1.
And as long as it was a local player from Season S1, there was no way they wouldn't have heard of the name Maple.
So.
After a certain someone introduced himself, the jungler from the 72 ° team, nicknamed Tiger, was shocked.
He looked at a certain someone up and down in disbelief, repeatedly asking for confirmation. After receiving a certain someone's affirmative answer for the umpteenth time, Tiger's attitude took a 180-degree turn. He became a die-hard, brain-dead fan and passionately requested to take a photo with a certain someone.
"F * ck, God Maple! I was your biggest fan back then! "
"F * ck f * ck f * ck! I can't believe … I actually got to see a living person! "
"Can we take a photo together?"
"Can we take a couple more and give me an autograph later? Just sign it on my shirt, I'll go get a pen right now! "
The two siblings, Chen Ting and Chen Guo, watched in a daze.
Chen Guo couldn't help but feel suspicious. "This guy … started playing professionally in Season S1? How old was he back then? He was still a minor, right? Also, was he really that good back then? "
"Of course!"
As the number one die-hard fan of a certain someone in the room, Tiger's answer was resolute and powerful.
"You guys haven't experienced that season."
"Back then, God Maple was the world's strongest mid. He fought five full games against the current F in the world finals!"
"Even the Fourth Emperor, Phoe.
Back then, she was defeated by him in a head-on fight. The Undying Bird was beaten into a dead bird and didn't even have the slightest bit of temper! "
Lin Feng scratched his head. "It's not that exaggerated …"
Chen Guo looked Lin Feng up and down as if she was looking at a monster.
"A full set of five matches against F? Isn't it almost the same as Star Emperor two days ago? "
Hu Zi cut in and interrupted them.
"That's different!"
"Although I'm also a fan of Imperial Star now, logically speaking, F is clearly more skilled in this set of 'best-of-five' finals. However, in that set of 'best-of-five' matches back then, God Feng and F were really evenly matched. There was no clear winner until the last wave of team battles!"
After finishing his long speech in one breath, Hu Zi looked at Lin Feng with excitement and anticipation on his face.
"I didn't expect you to come out of seclusion again, Maple God!"
"What do you plan to do next?"
Lin Feng scratched his head again. "Yeah, I'm trying to find a top laner for my team right now."
As he spoke, he turned to look at Chen Ting.
Chen Ting took a deep breath and nodded.
"I promise you."
"As long as … you can fulfill your promise just now."
Lin Feng smiled brightly. "Don't worry, I won't go back on my word."
Chen Ting extended his hand. "Then, please take care of me in the future."
Lin Feng shook Chen Ting's hand. Then, he suddenly thought of something. "By the way, do you have anything else to do this afternoon?"
Chen Ting was stunned. He shook his head.
"No, why?"
Lin Feng raised his eyebrows. "Then you can come with me to see someone first."
… …
The taxi drove down the street.
In the back of the car, Chen Ting asked a certain someone sitting in the front passenger seat with some discomfort.
"Is this … appropriate?"
Lin Feng replied nonchalantly, "There's nothing inappropriate about it. We're all acquaintances, so I'll just say hello."
As he spoke, the number he had dialed was already connected.
"Hello? Old Ye, are you still reviewing the match? "
"Oh, it's over. That's great. Senior, is Number 3 there? Okay, okay, I'll be there in a moment. I brought someone with me. Let's talk when we meet."
The call quickly ended.
Chen Ting, who was sitting in the back seat, was confused. He couldn't help but ask carefully, "Who was that?"
"Old Ye, Barren Snow Nightsong, the ADC of God Hand," Lin Feng answered casually.
Chen Ting gulped.
"I know, so … you're really close with God's people?"
Lin Feng nodded matter-of-factly. "Yeah, I used to be pretty average. But a while ago, during the finals, I helped them, Quick Water, and KG train with them for over a month. They're all pretty nice people. You'll get to know them after you meet them a few more times."
Chen Ting's eyes widened.
"Me … a few more times?"
"Yeah. If you have nothing else to do, you should come over more often." Lin Feng suddenly thought of something. He turned his head and looked at Chen Ting, who was sitting in the back row. He kindly reminded him, "Oh, by the way, I'm going to take you to meet a senior cultivator. Remember to behave well in front of him."
Chen Ting was stunned. He couldn't help but feel nervous.
"Senior?"
"What senior? Hey, can you be more specific? "
Chen Ting was actually starting to regret his decision.
He had agreed too quickly in his own internet cafe, and now he seemed to have been tied to a pirate ship, going directly to the base of God- Hand of God Club, and meeting some senior … But he had no idea what was going on, and he was completely in the dark.
Lin Feng comforted him.
"Don't worry. You have to be confident.
"In any case, it won't be a problem to perform normally later."
Chen Ting was still nervous. "Can you at least tell me who I'm going to see?"
"You'll know when you see him!"
…
Twenty minutes later.
Lin Feng and Chen Ting arrived at the entrance of God Club's base.
The two of them entered the front desk of the base hall. Someone familiarly greeted the receptionist at the front desk and then pulled the somewhat uneasy Chen Ting inside.
As soon as they entered the living room, they saw Barren Snow Nightsong coming out of the water dispenser with a disposable cup.
Barren Snow Nightsong was surprised to see Lin Feng.
"Yo, you're fast."
Lin Feng smiled. "I was on the way when I called."
Huangxue Nightsong nodded. His gaze fell on Chen Ting, who was behind Lin Feng, and he raised his eyebrows.
"And this is?"
Lin Feng introduced.
"Chen Ting, my team's top laner."
Chen Ting hurried over to shake hands with Barren Snow Nightsong. "Hello, Night God. I've heard a lot about you. I really enjoyed your matches."
Barren Snow Nightsong nodded.
"Oh, you're welcome."
He suddenly snapped out of his daze and widened his eyes.
"What?"
"Your team's top laner?"
Lin Feng looked around. "Hey, where's number three?"
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