"First row."
"Number 4."
Han Shihao's calm voice reverberated through the microphone in his hand, echoing throughout the entire competition venue.
The audience below the stage was silent for a moment.
Then, there was a huge burst of regret and lamentation.
Countless live audience members, who had been waiting for a long time but were unable to be chosen, sighed in despair.
"Why is it the first row …"
"None of us in the back row have been chosen."
"This is the last exhibition match. There's no chance."
Cheng Qingqing, who was sitting in the front row of the Rocket battle team's seats, suddenly came to her senses. She had a stunned expression on her face.
"First row?"
"Those sitting in the first row … don't seem to be ordinary audience members."
At the same time, more and more players in the audience began to realize —
That's right!
This time, the seating arrangement in the eSports arena was for ordinary audience members, but the first two rows were for special guests. They were all invited professional players or some famous domestic streamers and commentators.
God F had chosen the number in the first row …
Didn't that mean that a professional player or a well-known commentator that they were familiar with would be chosen to go on stage and play in the exhibition match!?
For a moment, the audience began to become lively again.
"Hey hey hey, who's the fourth seat in the first row?"
"Brother in the front, look!"
"Please tell us the truth!"
"Where's the director? Director, turn the camera over! "
"Are there players in the first row from the Chinese server's LPL pro gods, like Team Bright Light or Team Rapid Water?"
At the same time, in the first row of special guests, a group of professional players and streamers also subconsciously looked at the seat numbers behind them, trying to confirm whether their seat number was number 4 in the first row.
At the other end of the first row, Shi Hang and Golden Shanshan were a little flustered.
"Number 4?"
"Hey, what's your seat number?"
"Damn, it's not you, right?"
"No, no, our side is reversed. You're number 27, and I'm number 26?"
After the two finally confirmed it, they finally felt relieved. They realized that although they were also in the outermost seats in the first row, the other end was filled with numbers from small to large.
"Wait a minute —"
Golden Shanshan, who had just relaxed, suddenly froze.
"The small size seat is on the other side."
"Who's sitting on the other side of the corridor?"
Shi Hang didn't react and asked subconsciously, "Who are you talking about?"
The Golden Shanshan was also frowning and thinking hard. "I remember someone sitting over there... Someone I know... Who was it..."
The next moment.
It was as if a bolt of lightning flashed in his mind, and his golden eyes suddenly widened.
"Holy shit!!?"
"Old Shi! That what, that who … that who is that! — "
He was so nervous that his voice was trembling.
However, Shi Hang also reacted at that moment. His heart skipped a beat, and his pupils shrank.
"You mean …"
"Him!?"
…
The whole place was in an uproar and chaos.
Everyone, including the pro players and famous commentators, stretched their necks in an attempt to find the audience member in the fourth seat of the first row. They wanted to figure out the identity of this last lucky person and see his true appearance.
Backstage, the director was also frantically giving out instructions.
"Camera, camera!"
"Give it to the first row!"
"Turn to Row 1, Seat 4!"
"Quick, quick!"
At the same time, in the small size seats in the first row, the guests in seats 1, 2, 6, and 7 all turned their heads in unison to look at the middle.
Seats 3, 4, and 5 were occupied by two girls and a boy.
Two girls.
One boy.
Whether it was the left or the right, the two girls had stunning looks and temperament. They were so perfect that they seemed to be impeccable.
The boy sitting in the middle...
The boy sitting between the two girls was looking left and right with a blank look on his face.
"Steamed Bun, what's your number?"
"Number 3?"
"What about Tangtang?"
"Number 5?"
"So I'm … Number 4."
Lin Feng finally realized what was going on. He pointed at himself and said,
"Row 1, Seat 4."
"It's me?"
…
At that moment, the caster's camera finally panned over to number 4, who was seated in the first row of the audience.
On the giant LCD screen on the stage, a certain person's figure was clearly displayed. It also happened to capture a certain person pointing at himself with a blank and innocent expression.
The audience was in an uproar.
Quite a number of people in the audience could not help but widen their eyes. They looked at the handsome boy who appeared on the big screen in amazement and surprise, and they started discussing among themselves.
"Who is this guy?"
"He's sitting in the first row. Is he also a guest?"
"Why haven't I seen this guy before? He looks very young, like a high school student."
"He looks okay … but he's not a professional player, is he?"
At the same time, the members of Team Rocket, who were sitting in the second row, were dumbfounded. Cheng Qingqing even exclaimed in surprise.
"It's little brother Lin Feng?!"
"He's so lucky!"
Song Jia's eyes flickered with a hint of surprise.
But when it came to surprise...
At that moment, Golden Shanshan and Shi Hang, who were also sitting in the first row, stared at a certain someone on the big screen on the stage, their expressions completely blank.
"F * ck, what a coincidence!"
"That guy … is Row 1, Seat 4?!"
Below the stage, Nian Thirteen was about to take a sip of water, but when he saw this scene, he spat it out.
Su Xue, who was in the middle of a script with DouYu's supers, raised her head and saw Lin Feng on the big screen.
"No, it can't be!?"
On the stage, Tian Tian, one of the all-star players of the interactive exhibition match, was so shocked his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
Lin Feng!
Han Shihao actually chose Lin Feng?!
This, this, this, this, this, how could there be such a coincidence!?
…
Of course it wasn't a coincidence.
Han Shihao, who was standing on the stage, was very clear about this.
When the camera on the giant screen was focused on the figure in the first row, he had already raised his head and calmly looked at the figure on the screen.
It was a stranger, but still incomparably familiar figure.
For the first time, Han Shihao's eyes lit up.
His body slowly straightened up, and an indescribably sharp aura rose from him like a sword.
Sharp and dazzling.
Unparalleled.
At the same time —
Sitting in the first row of the audience, Lin Feng smiled at An Xin and Tang Bingyao as if he didn't notice the countless gazes directed at him.
"What a coincidence."
Tang Bingyao pursed her lips nervously. Her face was filled with worry.
An Xin smiled faintly.
"Yeah, it's a coincidence."
Of course it wasn't a coincidence.
Lin Feng was also very clear about this.
Ever since their accidental encounter at the crayfish restaurant a few days ago, he knew something was about to happen when he was sure Lin Feng recognized him.
He just didn't expect Lin Feng's reaction to be so swift and fierce.
It was just like Lin Feng's style back in the tournament.
Lin Feng smiled.
He knew that after being recognized by Lin Feng, there were some things he couldn't hide anymore.
If he couldn't hide it, then there was no point in hiding it anymore.
So, he slowly stood up.
Lin Feng slowly stood up from his seat in front of the cameras and the thousands of people in the audience.
He stood up.
His body was as straight as a javelin.
But there was also a calmness and calmness about him.
He raised his head and calmly looked at the distant stage. He looked at the strongest opponent in the past, and perhaps the fated rival of his esports career.
You're looking for me?
Okay.
I'm here.
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