The first day of the Guild Cup Round Robin Challenge finally came to an end.
For the players and customers in the Internet Cow Internet Cafe, today could be said to be a very enjoyable day.
He had watched quite a few exciting matches, and he had even participated in the SL Challenger League. He had sparred with a few members of his own internet cafe's resident team, and had a close encounter with two beautiful girls …
In short, it was worth it to come to the Internet Cow Internet Cafe!
In the internet cafe, the customers were in high spirits. Thinking that the Guild Cup Internet Cafe League and the SL Challenger League would continue tomorrow, many people made up their minds to come back the next day.
As the boss of the Internet cafe, Qian Lu was naturally happy to see this happen.
In fact, this was the main reason why he was willing to spend a lot of money to hire Lin Feng and the others to be their team.
What did an Internet cafe rely on to survive?
By customers!
By popularity!
As long as the popularity of the Internet cafe increased, the livelier it was, the more customers it would attract. This was a positive snowball effect.
At this moment, Qian Lu was even thinking about whether he should make this kind of SL Challenge an essential daily activity for his NetCube Internet Cafe, and organize this kind of interaction frequently.
As long as this event was done well, their Internet cafe would have another gimmick and brand.
In terms of popularity and business, they would definitely surpass the other Internet cafes in the area!
…
On this side, Qian Lu was complacently planning all sorts of schemes, while on the other side, Lin Feng and the others were already preparing to pack up and leave.
After a day of competition, although they had been winning streaks and beating their opponents, the team members' mental state was still quite good. However, they could not help but feel a little tired and fatigued in terms of their bodies.
After all, even if they were bullying noobs, it was still an official B3 match. They had fought group after group, and they had fought seven groups in a row. Including the SL Challenge, which did not stop in the middle, Lin Feng and the others had barely rested from noon until night.
Consecutive matches and SL matches like this would definitely take a lot out of his stamina.
Ceng Rui and Zhang Hao could not help but look at Lin Feng a few more times.
This was because they had not forgotten that a certain someone had used that NHK2 account to solo 16 Challenger's Bracket matches on the Korean server a while back, and he had made it to the leaderboards.
That kind of scene …
The consumption of stamina and energy would definitely be several times greater than what they had experienced today.
Even now, they were feeling a little tired and exhausted. It wasn't hard to imagine what kind of willpower and perseverance Lin Feng had used to force his way into the top five of the Korean Champion Group Leaderboard.
There was really … no way to compare …
At that moment, Ceng Rui couldn't help but shake his head. He admired Lin Feng from the bottom of his heart.
At this moment, a certain someone had snuck up to Tang Bingyao and was discussing something with the girl.
"Tang Tang, did you also take two of my notes just now?"
"Huh?" Tang Bingyao tilted her head in confusion. "What note?"
Lin Feng: "The girl in the internet cafe gave me the game ID and a note with her contact information!"
"Oh …" Tang Bingyao looked enlightened, then shook her head. "Nope! Never seen it before! "
The girl looked as if she was speaking with justice.
It was clear that he had made up his mind not to let a certain someone take back the note as he wished.
Normally, with Tang Tang's personality, she would be too embarrassed to do something like this, but today, An Xin was involved. With Steamed Bun standing on the same side as her, Tang Tang had the courage to do something like this.
Lin Feng would be the unlucky one.
Lin Feng frowned.
"I just wanted to keep it as a souvenir.
I can show it off to Ou Yang and Old Yang later. I don't even have any physical evidence right now. They won't believe me. "
Tang Bingyao wasn't fazed. She stuck out her tongue and made a face at Lin Feng.
"I'm not giving it back."
"If you want a note, go find Steamed Bun."
Find Steamed Bun?
Lin Feng thought about the feasibility of this idea.
At this moment, An Xin, who was not far away, turned her head and looked back with a smile. "What's up? What do you want from me? "
Her smile was murderous.
"N-nothing." Lin Feng shook his head.
In the end, he cautiously dispelled the thought of courting death.
… …
When he got home that night, Lin Feng remembered to bring his keys. He walked through the living room to Su Xue's bedroom and peeked inside.
"I'm back."
Su Xue was sitting in front of her computer with half a watermelon in her hands. She looked like she was watching some sort of tournament. When she heard Lin Feng's voice, she turned around and greeted him.
"You're back? Come, I'm watching an LSPL tournament with my friends."
"Let's watch together."
Lin Feng glanced at the watermelon in Su Xue's arms.
"Then I want to eat watermelon too."
Su Xue rolled her eyes.
"Fine, fine. Go get a spoon from the kitchen first."
Lin Feng happily ran to the kitchen to grab a new spoon and sat down next to Su Xue. He skillfully scooped up a spoonful of watermelon and stuffed it into his mouth. Only then did he look up at the livestream on the computer screen with a satisfied expression.
“lspl？”
"Which match is this?"
Su Xue also scooped up a spoonful of watermelon.
"Team Deep-sea versus Team Grey Goose."
"It's only just begun."
Deep-sea?
Grey Goose?
Lin Feng rubbed his chin. He didn't seem to have any impression of these two teams.
… …
In the current League of Legends professional esports circle, the most famous teams were naturally the veteran powerhouses of the LPL. They were also the first-tier professional teams in the country.
Below them were the second-tier professional teams of the LSPL A-League. There were a total of 18 teams.
However, for the local players, there were probably only eight or nine LSPL teams that left a deep impression on them — after all, not everyone would pay attention to the A-League.
Only teams that performed very well in the LSPL, or had players who already had a certain reputation in the national server, would leave a deeper impression on people.
On the other hand, the two LSPL teams that were competing on the computer screen right now did not belong to this category.
"Grey Goose and Deep-sea were ranked 11th and 14th on the LSPL leaderboard last season."
Su Xue happened to have done some research on the LSPL, so she began to explain to Lin Feng.
"But these two teams don't have any particularly popular players."
"The most famous is Grey Goose's support, Chaotic Autumn Wind. He used to be in the top 30 in SK. He also used to be a streamer on a livestream platform. He has a bit of a fan base."
"As for Deep-sea … I don't think so. Anyway, I haven't heard of the names of the top players in this team."
Hearing Su Xue's evaluation, Lin Feng nodded in understanding, then was a little surprised.
"Sister Xue, you know more than me."
"Since when did you start researching LSPL?"
Su Xue rolled her eyes. "What? Can't I do some research? I'm also a very motivated streamer, okay?"
But then she told him the truth.
"Didn't Huya sign a contract with me before? They contacted me two days ago and asked me to do some research on LSPL. They said that they might help me fight for a chance to commentate for this tournament in the future …"
Before she finished speaking, the fans in the livestream room reacted at once. Suddenly, a barrage of comments flooded the screen.
"Holy shit, Snow, you're going to be an LSPL commentator?!"
"She's on the rise!"
"Oh my god, she's going to take the top spot!"
"When? When?!"
Only then did Su Xue come back to her senses. She quickly glared at the fans in the livestream room.
"Don't be so happy!"
"It's all in the dark."
"I'm just saying this casually. Don't be in such a hurry to spread it —"
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