For a moment, the atmosphere at the table in the corner where Lin Feng and Tian Tian were seated became extremely lively. The members of Team Rocket were still chatting excitedly with the Primordial God who was at least one level higher than them. Cheng Qingqing, who was sitting beside Lin Feng, also found an opportunity to bravely stand up and toast Tian Tian.
"Round God, let me propose a toast to you!"
"When I watched the live stream of the S5 World Championship Finals, I admired the match where you turned the tables with your solo carry!"
Such praise coming from the mouth of a beautiful, model-like woman, coupled with a charming smile and a sickeningly sweet voice, was definitely a great satisfaction to the vanity of any male compatriot.
Honest people like Tian Tian, on the other hand, blushed from the praise.
"You … you flatter me."
"That match … it was also because everyone's teammates performed very well."
"It's all thanks to everyone in the team."
The other Rocket team members next to him jeered.
"Round God, you're too humble!"
"Sister Qing Qing is right. There's really nothing to say about the solo performance of the Circle God!"
"Round God is recognized as the best top laner in our country! He's almost as good as Seven! "
"He's definitely at the level of Seven Kings!"
Under the instigation of the crowd, Tian Tian also raised his cup and clinked it with Cheng QingQing. He drank it all in one gulp. Even though his alcohol tolerance wasn't that good, his body still swayed after drinking, and he almost lost his balance.
On the other hand, Cheng Qingqing, who had successfully toasted, was smiling like a flower. The coquettish look in her eyes was even more seductive. Her slender and soft body was almost pressed against Tian Tian's arm, making the dignified national server's number one mid even more nervous and embarrassed.
Lin Feng sat to the side, enjoying the show.
At this time, the other two girls sitting at a nearby table saw that Cheng QingQing had successfully hooked up with Tian Tian, and they couldn't sit still. The cute round-faced girl and the beautiful long-haired girl looked at each other, and tacitly picked up their wine glasses and walked over to Cheng QingQing's side.
Then, another round of toasts followed.
With Cheng Qingqing as an example, the two girls who came later didn't want to be outdone. They bravely raised their glasses and toasted Tian Tian.
The round-faced girl with a slightly more ordinary appearance was called Zhou Tong. She looked shy, but in fact, she had the courage to take a selfie with Tian Tian with her phone.
As for the beautiful long-haired girl, Song Jia, although her figure was slightly inferior to Cheng QingQing, who had worked as a car model at various car shows, her height of 1.65 meters was still considered the ideal standard for a girl. Her S-shaped figure was set off by her short dress, making her look very attractive. In terms of appearance, she was even more beautiful and pure than Cheng QingQing, who had her seductive makeup on.
While Zhou Tong blushed and asked Tian Tian to take a photo with her, Song Jia, who hadn't found a chance to join the conversation yet, wasn't in a hurry. Tian was to be. She put her glass down on the table, and smiled at Tian Tian.
"Little brother, can I sit here?"
Song Jia and Cheng QingQing were classmates at the university. They were both in their second year at Shang Cai University. Song Jia could tell at a glance that Lin Feng was still young with his delicate features and a bit of youthful vibe.
Furthermore, she had also noticed that before they had arrived, the atmosphere between the three people at the table seemed to be rather familiar with each other. The Circle God from the King Battle Team had even chatted with this young boy with a sincere smile on his face several times.
For an ordinary high school student to have such a close relationship with a first-tier professional player in the LPL was always a little surprising and curious.
Lin Feng had just finished dealing with Cheng QingQing. When he raised his head, he saw another girl with the same request. He scratched his head again and moved his chair to the side. "What are you waiting for?" Lin Feng asked.
"Okay."
But now, Lin Feng's seat was almost squeezed to the corner. Compared to Tian Tian, who was surrounded by the crowd, Lin Feng was like a green leaf that served as a foil to Tian Tian.
The members of Team Rocket only glanced at Lin Feng casually. When they realized that he was just an ordinary high school student, they looked away and continued chatting with Tian Tian.
Song Jia, who was sitting next to Lin Feng, asked him a few questions with great interest. She learned that Lin Feng was really just an ordinary third year high school student. He might even be a fan of Yuan Shen. Just like Cheng Qingqing, she had lost interest in him.
Of course, Song Jia was still very polite. She didn't completely ignore Lin Feng. She smiled and said:
"But little brother Lin Feng, you're really lucky."
"Many people would be jealous to be able to have a meal with their idol, God of Soul."
When Lin Feng was asked how he knew Tian Tian, he answered that he was Tian Tian's die-hard fan and that he had gone backstage to ask for God of Soul's autograph several times. Tian Tian was touched by his sincerity and invited him out for a meal this time.
It was complete nonsense and nonsense.
But when this explanation fell into Song Jia's ears, she did not have much doubt. She only commented with slight surprise and admiration.
"God of Soul is really nice."
"He's so strong, and he's so nice to his fans."
Lin Feng nodded in agreement. "Yes, yes. That's why we fans worship God of Soul."
Song Jia's gaze fell on Lin Feng as if she had thought of something.
"By the way, weren't there three of you just now?"
"Who's the other one?"
At that moment, Cheng QingQing had just finished a glass of wine with Tian Tian. She brought back an empty glass of wine and sat down. When she heard Song Jia's question, she giggled and said, "That's right, little brother Lin Feng, wasn't there someone who was eating crayfish with you?"
"We heard his voice when we were sitting at the table by the door."
"I think he mentioned MSI?"
"He can't be a pro player, can he? Could he be a pro player from one of the MSI teams?"
Her tone was mischievous.
Cheng Qingqing didn't think the other person at Lin Feng's table would be a top-tier pro player like God of Soul.
After all, being able to meet a Circle God was already a pleasant surprise. The rest of the top players, like the God squad that represented the national server in MSI, were definitely still preparing for tomorrow's match. It was impossible for them to have the time to eat crayfish.
Lin Feng scratched his head. Before he could think of an answer, Nian Thirteen walked out of the bathroom.
"Hey, I've calmed down a little after splashing my face with cold water. Maple, that news you just told me was really explosive. Remember to let me be mentally prepared next time …"
Nian Thirteen, who had just walked out of the bathroom, was still thinking about the explosive gossip Lin Feng had just revealed. For a moment, he didn't notice that a lot of people had already gathered at his table.
The next moment, everyone at the table, including the members of Team Rocket and the three girls, subconsciously turned to look at Nian Thirteen, who was walking out of the washroom.
Nian Thirteen was also stunned.
"Huh?"
"What's going on?"
The next second, the jungler of the Rocket Squad seemed to have recognized Nian Thirteen's face. His expression changed abruptly, and his eyes widened in disbelief. He exclaimed in surprise,
"Nian … Nian Thirteen?!"
"Thirteen Gods?!"
Before another wave of uproar erupted, Lin Feng wisely moved his chair to the side, completely leaning against the corner of the wall.
Alright.
There's going to be another wave of excitement.
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