Although it was just a joke, An Xin's face had been sickly pale ever since she returned to school two days ago. Everyone, please search (product # book … net) for the most complete version! Her face wasn't gray or gloomy.
Instead, it was a sense of weakness that made people feel sorry for her.
She was very popular in the class. Now that she looked so weak, many of her classmates, boys and girls, couldn't help but come over to ask about her during the break.
Usually, the girl was very popular in the class. These two days, she seemed to be very weak. Many of the students in the class, be it boys or girls, couldn't help but come over during the break to ask about her well-being and show their concern.
As for Ren Rou, Ouyang, and Yang Fan in his circle of friends, it was even more so.
Ren Rou couldn't hide the worry on her face.
"If I'm not well, I can take a few more days of sick leave."
"The next six months will be even more stressful than last semester. Can you handle it?"
"For the next six months, the pressure of studying for exams will only be greater than last semester. Can your body … take it?"
Sitting in front of the desk, An Xin looked up at her classmates and friends, who were looking at her worriedly. She forced a smile.
An Xin, who was sitting in front of her desk, raised her head and looked at her classmates and friends who were looking at her with worried expressions. She tried her best to smile.
"I'm fine."
"Maybe I rested too much at home during the winter break. I'm not used to going back to school all of a sudden."
"I'll be fine in a few days."
"And if I stay at home for half a year, I won't be able to see everyone."
(Indeed.)
(No matter what, I'll cherish every day of my remaining time.)
(After all …)
(I don't have much time left here.)
…
In the next two or three days, the students of No.13 High School finally began to adapt to the pace of school. For the third year students, their days were once again in a state of intense revision and preparation for the exams.
Lin Feng, on the other hand, was studying for the exams while thinking about the Nightingale Challenge this weekend.
This year's Nighingale would start at 7 PM on Thursday night, and would last for three days, ending on Saturday.
Since the first day's competition was on Thursday, he estimated that he wouldn't be able to participate.
That left him with only two chances on Friday and Saturday.
Speaking of this, the day before yesterday, Lin Feng called Ceng Rui from Shanghai High School and mentioned this matter. But at that time, he just mentioned it casually and didn't think too much about it.
"In any case, it's just a sparring match of high standards —"
"There will probably be guys like the Four Emperors and Seven Kings coming to join in the fun. Hahaha, it should be quite exciting."
"Oh, right. I asked Tang Tang to come with me. It's a good opportunity for her to train."
"Right?"
"There aren't many opportunities to exchange blows with world-class professional A players, so I definitely have to grab this chance ~"
"By the way, I originally wanted to invite you as well, but then I thought about it. Your Shanghai High School must be extremely busy as soon as school starts, and the various academic pressures must be too great. I guess you don't have time, so forget it ~"
Anyway, over the phone, Lin Feng excitedly rambled on to himself for a long time.
On the other end of the phone, Ceng Rui was dumbfounded.
What was going on?
Night, Nightingale's secret battle?
A sparring match involving the Seven Kings and even the Four Emperors?
A chance to exchange blows with those top God-level existences?
Just Lin Feng's first few words were enough to shock Ceng Rui into a complete mess. His mind was in a daze, but the last sentence, "Then forget it." made Ceng Rui, who had always been calm and collected, completely lose his composure.
What do you mean forget it!?
What the hell …
He hadn't even said a word, and he hadn't even had a chance to express his stance!?
He was directly "forget it"!??
This feeling made Ceng Rui so angry that he wanted to spit out a mouthful of blood. It took him a long time to calm down, but his throat still felt a little dry and tight.
"Wait, wait a minute —"
"As for me … actually … actually I should have time."
Huh?
On the other end of the phone, Lin Feng was stunned, then suddenly understood.
"Oh, it's fine! Ceng, if you can't do it, then don't force yourself! "
"We're so close, you don't have to be so polite with me!"
Lin Feng was certain that Ceng Rui's Shanghai High School was busy, so Ceng Rui's words were just polite.
But Ceng Rui was about to go crazy. He wasn't being polite, he wasn't forcing himself at all!
"I'm really not forcing myself!"
"I'm really free! Very free! "
Lin Feng was still doubtful. "Really? You guys aren't busy with your studies? "
The veins on Ceng Rui's forehead twitched. He gritted his teeth and nodded. "Really, really not!"
It was rare for him to cast aside his usual reserved skin. As a straight-A student, the second half of the third year of high school was important, but at the same time, since he was a straight-A student, he didn't have much pressure on his studies at all. Moreover —
Not to mention he wasn't just a straight-A student, he was also a die-hard League of Legends player!
He even had thoughts of playing professionally in the future!
But now, an opportunity to exchange blows with a world-class professional was right in front of him. How could he miss it?!
He absolutely had to grab it!
After a long while, Ceng Rui finally convinced Lin Feng that he really wasn't being polite.
Lin Feng scratched his head.
"Oh … I see."
"Why didn't you say so earlier?"
Ceng Rui was speechless.
He was really going to vomit blood. 'You didn't give me a chance to explain just now, okay?!'
But in the end, Lin Feng straightforwardly agreed.
"Sure!"
"If you're interested, I'll count you in!"
"Just leave it to me!"
… …
"Yeah, that's pretty much it."
That night, Lin Feng looked for Nian Thirteen on QQ and told him that he would be bringing two people with him to the event. Then, he typed a message to Nian Thirteen:
"That should be fine, right?"
Nian Thirteen rolled his eyes at the other end of the chat window.
"Damn, that's easy for you to say."
"Nightingale's Dark Battle is of a very high standard, you know? You can't just casually bring people in! Even I only have one invitation. It's already good enough that I could bring you in. How can I bring two more? "
"Nightingale Dark Battle's SN group has a few admins. I might be one of them, but if I go too far, the other admins will stop me."
Nian Thirteen paused and added, "Oh.
"Oh, but if you're willing to reveal your ID identity, you can definitely join the group directly."
"Then, you can invite another person to join, and there won't be any problems."
"I see …" Lin Feng was a little disappointed. "Forget it then."
He didn't plan to reveal his ID for the time being.
Nian Thirteen helped Lin Feng out.
"Actually, it's not like there's no other way. I'll invite you to join the group. Anyway, you'll be given an account to participate in the competition. Aren't the other two your classmates? You guys can share this account later. "
Lin Feng was pleasantly surprised. "Oh, that's a good idea!"
Nian Thirteen didn't forget to warn Lin Feng.
"But you have to be careful. Although the accounts you'll be using will be randomly assigned and your identity won't be revealed, everyone will know how much strength you'll be able to display when you're actually fighting."
"I trust your own skills, but if the other two students you're bringing along are too deceitful and are pointed out by other members of Nightingale's Dark Battle, your account's qualification to participate in the tournament might be directly revoked."
"You'd better think it over yourself first."
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