Lin Feng only paused for a moment when he heard Chu Fang Nan's reminder. Then, he quickly replied in his usual tone, "Alright."
He hung up the phone.
Sitting in the backseat of the car, a certain someone put down his phone and lowered his head in silence.
Team name …?
The taxi arrived at the main entrance of Shang Cai University. Lin Feng paid the driver and got out of the car, then slowly walked back to his dorm.
The chilly night breeze seemed to be able to tug at certain thoughts.
Speaking of which, he seemed to have discussed the name of the team with his companions a long time ago. Although there were all kinds of ideas, they had never really come to a decision.
At that time, he felt that there was still a long way to go before he could officially establish a new team. He still had a lot of time to slowly consider it.
But now …
The team had been formed.
The problem of the team name was once again placed in front of them.
Lin Feng thought for a moment, then took out his phone and messaged Chen Ting, Li Shiyi, Ceng Rui, and Tang Bingyao. After hesitating for a moment, he also messaged his childhood sweetheart on the other side of the ocean, asking for her opinion on the team name.
An Xin didn't reply.
On the other hand, the messages from his other friends and companions quickly came back.
It was unexpected, but also reasonable. They didn't have much to say. They thought that this kind of thing should be left to Lin Feng, who was the team's founder and captain, to decide for himself.
In other words, he didn't receive any advice or help.
Lin Feng shook his head and put away his phone. Before he knew it, he had already returned to his dorm.
…
When Lin Feng returned to dorm 514, he saw Feng Tao, Shen Zhuang, and Qiu Le sitting in front of their respective computers as usual. They were busy fighting on the Summoner's Canyon map with their mice and keyboards. When they heard Lin Feng return, they greeted him without looking back and continued to work hard on their computers.
Lin Feng walked to the chair under his bed, pulled it out and sat down. He was in a daze.
Shen Zhuang, who was a little more attentive, noticed Lin Feng's condition. He turned his head and asked with concern,
"Lin Feng, what happened?"
Lin Feng shook his head.
"It's nothing."
As he spoke, he looked at his roommates sitting at their respective tables and suddenly asked,
"By the way, if we were to name the team, what suggestions would you guys have?"
"Name the team?" Shen Zhuang was stunned. He scratched his head and said, "That's a bit sudden … are you going to form your own team?"
Lin Feng replied, "You could say that, but I don't have a good idea for a team name yet."
At that moment, Qiu Le seemed to have been killed by the opposing jungler. The screen instantly turned black and white. Qiu Le let out a sorrowful cry, then turned to look at Lin Feng.
"Team name? Isn't that simple? "
"Of course we have to do it in a way that makes us look impressive."
"I've discussed it with Old Shen and Old Feng before. If our dormitory were to gather enough people to form a team, we could call it something like 'Tyrant' or 'Soaring Dragon'. It sounds awesome! Before going on stage, he directly suppressed his opponent's aura by thirty percent! How was it? If you think it's reliable, I can lend this idea to you ~ "
Qiu Lezheng suggested excitedly. Coincidentally, Feng Tao had also been killed by his opponent. He turned his head around and pursed his lips.
"Come on."
"What Hegemonic Sky, Soaring Dragon … How vulgar are they?"
Then he looked at Lin Feng and suggested:
"When it comes to team names, the most important thing is to be unique, innovative, and memorable."
"Look, for example, God- Hand of God. Once you say it, it'll leave a deep impression. Or something like Speed Water. It sounds low-key, but it won't be associated with those vulgar team names. Or you can just come up with a pure English team name. It'll make it look cool."
Qiu Le rolled his eyes. "What do you mean cool? If you come up with an English team name, people have to understand it. If they can't even understand it, who will remember you?"
"What about SSK and Seaso?
You can't remember them? "
"They're one of the best teams in the world. They rely on their strength to make people remember them. Why don't you come up with SSK and see who will pay attention to you?"
"It's better than Tyrant or Soaring Dragon."
The two began to bicker.
Shen Zhuang looked at Lin Feng and suggested:
"You should think about this yourself, Lin Feng. You might not like other people's suggestions. But I think a team name should have some meaning. It should reflect the team's determination and goals."
Lin Feng paused for a moment, then nodded.
"Mhm."
"Then I'll think about it."
…
That night, it was dark time in the dorm.
The other three people in room 514 all turned off their computers and went to bed.
Only Lin Feng was still sitting at the table under his bed. He thought for a moment, then turned on his laptop.
The screen lit up.
Lin Feng moved the mouse and clicked on the login icon on the desktop.
On the game's login interface, he looked at the account and password input box and was silent for a moment. Then, he typed on the keyboard, entered the two strings of characters, and pressed the enter key.
Verification successful.
Lin Feng moved the mouse again, selected Ionia, and logged in.
Then the game entered the main interface.
Lin Feng's gaze fell on the summoner's profile in the upper right corner of the interface.
A line of familiar IDs came into view.
Bt. Maple.
Behind the prefix was the player's ID. It was also the name that shocked the entire S1 esports scene. It was dazzling enough to be on par with Han Shihao, who had just inherited the F name.
The prefix BT was the English abbreviation of their five-man team name.
The full name should be Battle.
Chinese …
It was translated as "Decisive Victory."
Lin Feng silently looked at the string of ID characters. He was slightly absent-minded at this moment.
It was as if he had suddenly returned to a few years ago, back when he first came into contact with professional esports.
He and a few of his teammates were discussing excitedly.
The team name that they finally decided on.
"That's it!"
"It's strong, the idea is good, and it's easy to read."
"We're here to kill everyone in the professional scene. We meet on a narrow path, and the brave will win!"
"In the future, in the history of esports … we'll have the most brilliant stroke!"
His thoughts suddenly drifted away.
Lin Feng remembered Tian Tian's subconscious sigh in the God club's base.
"It's changed too much."
Someone hung his head.
Yeah, it had changed too much.
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