Today, Song Jia was dressed in a simple black dress. The tight belt perfectly outlined the curves of her slender waist. She wore a pair of black stilettos, which made her tall and slender figure appear even taller and more slender. Her long hair was casually brushed to the back of her shoulders, softly flowing down, giving her a gentle and moving temperament. For a moment, she attracted the gazes of many people in the surrounding spectator stands.
Lin Feng waved at Song Jia.
"Oh, Sister Song Jia."
Song Jia walked towards Lin Feng in her high heels. She smiled sweetly at Lin Feng and said,
"You're here to watch the game today?"
"What a coincidence."
"Oh, yeah." Lin Feng scratched his head and looked around. "Sister Song Jia, did you come alone today?"
Song Jia smiled and shook her head.
"No, I came with Qingqing and a few people from Team Rocket."
Her tone was relaxed and casual, but there was a hint of confidence in her tone.
Indeed, with her looks and figure, she had taken the initiative to befriend the members of Team Rocket. For the second-tier professional players of the LSPL, they naturally wanted to have more opportunities to have intimate contact with such a beauty.
At that time, Song Jia had only mentioned the MSI mid-season invitational tournament casually at the dinner table, and then the members of Team Rocket had already eagerly promised to help her and Cheng Qingqing get tickets.
If it were an ordinary person, they would naturally have to obediently line up to buy tickets.
But beauties always had privileges, didn't they?
Song Jia's gaze swept over Lin Feng, and she was a little interested.
Last time at the Huang's Crayfish Restaurant in Pudong, when she first saw this high school-looking little guy, she didn't pay too much attention to him. After all, at that time, there were two real professional gods, Nian Thirteen and Tian Tian, beside him.
But later, she keenly discovered that this Lin Feng's relationship with the "Yuan God" and the "Thirteen Gods" didn't seem to be as simple as the relationship between an ordinary fan and an idol.
So, she specially took care of him.
Before Lin Feng and the other two left, she took the initiative to add Lin Feng on WeChat.
What surprised Song Jia was that according to her past experiences, boys who added her as a friend on WeChat would always take the initiative to chat with her and try to get close to her. However, ever since Lin Feng added her as a friend that night, he hadn't done anything for two whole days.
At that time, she had deliberately waited for the other party to send a message to her.
In the end, he waited for nothing for two days.
This inevitably caused Song Jia's confidence to suffer a little. At the same time, she was a little dissatisfied with a certain someone.
She didn't know how to have fun at all.
He met a beauty like me, added me as a friend on WeChat, and then threw me aside?
A high school student was still a high school student, a wimpy kid.
…
"What about you? Did you come to watch the match alone?"
Song Jia collected her thoughts and asked Lin Feng a question with a smile.
"If you're alone, do you want to come and sit with us later?"
If these words were heard by Song Jia's close friends or classmates, their jaws would definitely drop to the ground in shock. This was the first time a great beauty like Song Jia had taken the initiative to extend such an invitation to a male student.
Song Jia herself was just curious about a certain someone. It was as if this little boy in front of her was hiding some kind of secret that made her want to find out.
But in response to Song Jia's invitation, Lin Feng scratched his head and shook his head.
"Oh, there's no need.
I'm here with a friend. "
With just two sentences, he simply and straightforwardly rejected Song Jia's invitation and good intentions.
Song Jia's eyelids twitched slightly.
She …
Got rejected?
A faint feeling of anger rose in her heart, but Song Jia's smile remained calm, as if she wasn't affected in the slightest.
"Is that so? Forget it then."
At that moment, another voice came from not far away.
"Jia Jia! What are you doing? I've been looking for you! "
Lin Feng looked up and saw Cheng Qingqing, the same girl he met at the crayfish restaurant last time. She was tall and slender like a model. She strode over with her long legs.
This girl, who had participated in many auto shows in Shanghai, was dressed in a T-shirt and denim shorts, revealing a pair of straight, slender, and fair legs. She was wearing canvas shoes, but she still had an impressive height of more than 1.75 meters. She walked over energetically, attracting countless perverted gazes along the way.
When Cheng Qingqing arrived in front of Lin Feng and Song Jia, she immediately noticed a certain someone. Her eyes lit up and she smiled sweetly.
"Hey, isn't this little brother Lin Feng from the day before yesterday?"
"What a coincidence! You're already chatting with your Big Sister Song Jia here? "
"What a coincidence!"
Her tone carried a hint of playfulness.
Song Jia glared at her roommate when she heard Cheng Qingqing's teasing tone.
"Don't talk nonsense."
Cheng Qingqing giggled and changed the topic. "Hey, I've been looking for you for a long time. A few people from Rocket have already found seats in the front row. It's a VIP seat. Let's hurry up and go."
As they spoke, another person walked over. It was the jungler from Rocket. When he saw Song Jia, he smiled.
"Jia Jia, you're here.
I told Qing Qing to find you. The match is about to start. Go sit in the front row. "
The jungler glanced at Lin Feng and raised an eyebrow.
"Hey … You are …"
"You're the kid from two days ago, right?"
There was a hint of surprise in his tone.
Lin Feng greeted him politely with a smile, but the jungler only nodded casually. He didn't pay much attention to Lin Feng. Instead, he turned to Song Jia and smiled.
"Did Qing Qing tell you? We're lucky today. We got the seats in the second row. It's much better than the back row. "
Cheng Qingqing giggled.
"Yeah, we're really lucky this time. I've never sat in the front row of a match before."
Then, she turned to Lin Feng and extended an invitation.
"Little brother Lin Feng, do you want to sit with us? I'll give you a chance to sit next to Song Jia. "
Song Jia's eyes flickered, and she chuckled lightly with an indifferent expression. "Forget it, he came here with a friend. I invited him just now, but he didn't want to."
Her words were casual, but Cheng Qingqing's eyes widened in shock.
"What?
Little brother Lin Feng, you actually refused our Jia Jia's invitation?
"Oh my god! Do you know that Song Jia is the prettiest girl in our school? How many men would love to get a chance to get close to her? How could you give up such a good opportunity?"
Lin Feng scratched his head and smiled innocently. "Maybe next time."
The jungler from Team Rocket felt a little uncomfortable listening to the conversation. He glanced at Lin Feng and smiled. "You're right.
"If he doesn't want to, then forget it."
"Qingqing, don't force him."
"Besides, we don't have many seats on our side. We're already short on seats in the second row. Even if you ask him to come over, we might not be able to make an extra seat for him."
"After all, those who can sit in the first two rows are the top professional players of the national server or those famous commentators. Not just anyone can sit there."
His words were filled with a sense of superiority.
Of course, the jungler of Team Rocket remembered who Lin Feng was. However, in his opinion, Lin Feng was just lucky enough to be invited to eat crayfish with Nian Thirteen and Circle God a few days ago. In essence, he was still just an ordinary fan of a small player. He could not be compared to professional LSPL players like them.
Cheng Qingqing was a little disappointed.
"Is that so? Alright then, forget it."
Song Jia's gaze fell on Lin Feng. She smiled.
"Then we'll head over first. See you next time."
Lin Feng nodded. "Okay."
At this point, it was time for them to turn around and leave.
But it was at this moment that …
Another person hurried over from not too far away. He was more than ten feet away, and he started waving his hand to greet them.
"M … Lin Feng, Lin Feng! Over here! "
"Why are you still standing here? We, Nian Thirteen, and Yuan Shen have been waiting for you for a long time!"
Song Jia, Cheng Qingqing, and the jungler from Rocket were stunned. They subconsciously looked in the direction of the newcomer. Cheng Qingqing even asked Lin Feng, who was next to her.
"Little brother Lin Feng, is that your friend looking for you?"
Lin Feng scratched his head.
"Oh, right."
The next moment, the eyes of the jungler from Rocket suddenly widened.
"Flash … Flash God?!"
The newcomer was Bright Light's top professional jungler, Golden Flash.
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