The conversation about League of Legends was still ongoing on the table.
"MSI has ended … Half of the S6 season has passed in the blink of an eye …"
Ouyang sighed as he hiccuped.
"Time passes too quickly."
Yang Fan had also drunk quite a bit of beer that night. His face was slightly flushed, and he subconsciously adjusted his glasses as he expressed his agreement.
"Yeah, it feels like the S5 World Finals ended not too long ago."
Zhang Hao, who was sitting opposite Yang Fan, shook his head and sighed.
"But, whether it was the S5 World Finals or the MSI Mid-Season Invitational, the results were exactly the same."
"Team SSK won the championship, and Team Season took second place."
"There's no change at all …"
It was a simple complaint, but it was the truth.
Indeed, half a year had passed between the S5 World Finals and the S6 MSI Mid-Season Invitational. In this half a year, all the major teams in the world had been diligently training, but SSK and Team Season were still far ahead, firmly occupying the first and second places in the world.
It was as if nothing had changed in the world of professional esports.
If there was no change, it meant that the atmosphere was dull.
It wasn't that the performances of these two top teams in the finals were boring. On the contrary, from the S5 World Finals to the recently concluded MSI Finals, the battles between SSK and Team Season were as spectacular as ever. They were still able to make countless players gasp in amazement.
But …
While watching the matches to their heart's content, it was still a little regretful.
Could it be …
Were there no other teams that could challenge the two strongest teams in the world?
The entire esports circle had always been ruled by these two teams. It would always make people feel a little bored.
The beauty of esports lay in the competition and the constant emergence of new blood and new waves. There would always be new geniuses and dark horse teams challenging the strong of the older generation.
If one or two teams were allowed to sit firmly at the top of the pyramid …
It would really make a MOBA esports game lose a lot of its fun and excitement.
"But Nightingale's Dark Battle recently had a few powerful top players, right?"
Ouyang suddenly remembered and slapped his thigh.
"Yes!"
"That's the guy called 'J', the top laner of the Yonko!"
"Is he still not playing professionally? F * ck, if a God like that enters the professional scene, he might even pose a threat to F and Autumn! "
There was nothing wrong with that statement.
From the perspective of the average player, SSK was invincible because they had Han Shihao, the leader of the Yonkō (Four Emperors). Season was also the strongest team in North America because they had Autumn, the God of Support, the second strongest player in the Yonkō.
The remaining two Yonkō (Four Emperors), Phoenix and Moon, were also part of the top teams in the world.
It could be said that this seemed to have become a tacit rule —
No matter how bad a team with the Four Emperors was, they would still be at the top of the world.
Since J had already been crowned as the new top laner in the world with the strength of the Four Emperors, once he joined a team, he would definitely be able to pull out a strong team in an instant and attack the established structure of the esports circle.
However, Ouyang's judgment was only half correct by a lucky stroke.
Indeed, J's appearance would have a huge impact on the world's professional esports scene.
But J wasn't the only one.
Behind this so-called "new" Yonkō (Four Emperors) was a group of pinnacle players that made up almost half of the previous generation.
And that …
This was a terrifying force that could make the entire new generation of professional esports tremble in fear.
… …
After exchanging a few words in high spirits, Ouyang glanced around from the corner of his eye and saw the chat on his phone. Su Xue's fans were all spamming the chat, expressing their presence and giving their opinions on Su Xue.
"Hey! It's not just J! "
"I forgot, I forgot!"
"There's also Lin!"
"Yeah! Nightingale also has our mysterious God Lin in Dark Battle! "
Ouyang slapped his forehead in realization. "Yeah, yeah, yeah! The chat is so smart! There's also Lin! That guy is a dark horse that came out of nowhere. Nightingale made it to third or fourth place on the overall leaderboard, right? "
After saying this, Ouyang muttered a few more lines.
"I wonder what kind of god that Lin is from our server …"
"Lin … Hey, is that the pinyin of his last name?"
"Lin?"
"Hahaha, Lin Feng, you and God Lin might have the same last name? What a coincidence!"
Ou Yang turned his head and looked at Lin Feng while laughing heartily.
Lin Feng wore an innocent expression.
Meanwhile, Ceng Rui, Zhang Hao, Tang Bingyao, and Su Xue all turned to look at Lin Feng.
Yeah …
What a coincidence.
Not everyone at the dining table knew the truth. Moreover, the live broadcast was in front of hundreds of thousands of fans, so those who knew the inside story just kept it to themselves and did not say it out loud.
Yang Fan and Ouyang were the same. They didn't know Lin Feng's true identity. Old Yang was a little tipsy. He looked at Lin Feng and smiled.
"But logically speaking, Lin Feng's strength is truly amazing."
"To be honest, once you graduate after the college entrance examination this year, you can fight for a chance to play professionally and join the esports circle. Who knows, you might really become one of our national champions."
The chat in the stream was flooded with comments. Countless fans expressed their support for this suggestion.
"That's right!"
"That's great! Lin Feng is perfect for playing professionally! "
"Lil bro, you can definitely sweep the LPL!"
"Not just the LPL! You have to sweep the entire esports scene!"
Lin Feng laughed as he looked at the unconditional support of the bullet comments on the screen.
"Really?"
"I think so too."
Then, a certain someone's interest was piqued. He took a sip of beer from his glass and continued to look forward to the beautiful blueprint for the future.
"I won't be the only one.
"I'll play mid!
"Tang Tang will be the ADC, and Zeng will be the support!
"Steamed Bun will continue to be our coach and analyst!
"Also … ahem, we'll be able to get the remaining two spots in the team soon!
"In addition, Sister Xue will continue to develop and climb up the ranks in the future, fighting to commentate the LPL or even the World Finals — in the future, we will fight for the World Championship trophy in the finals, and Sister Xue will commentate the entire process of us winning the championship —"
"Perfect! Hahahaha!"
Ouyang, Zhang Hao, and Yang Fan, who were next to him, were also excited. They raised their hands one by one.
"Then we'll be the cheerleaders!"
"Let's form a fan club!"
"I'll be the leader of our fan club! We'll get more girls to join us! "
The viewers in the live stream channel were equally excited, and they flooded the bullet screen with comments.
"We're the first batch of fans!"
"Do your best, Lin Feng!"
"Hahaha! Awesome! We don't even have a team yet, but our fan club already has hundreds of thousands of people! "
"No team in the world gets this kind of treatment, right?"
"Then it's decided!"
The atmosphere was lively and cheerful.
Tang Bingyao bit her lip and didn't say anything. She couldn't help but look at An Xin again.
At this moment, the young girl was smiling as she held the wine cup, her expression as natural as ever.
… …
"Oh, right."
When all the food on the table was swept clean, Su Xue suddenly remembered something.
"Almost …"
"Isn't it time to give out presents?"
With Su Xue's reminder, everyone snapped out of their daze.
"Oh, right!"
"It's time to give presents!"
Today was An Xin's birthday. Everyone who came to celebrate An Xin's birthday naturally didn't forget to prepare their own birthday gifts in advance. At this stage, they all took out their prepared gifts and rushed to hand them to An Xin.
"Steamed Bun, this is mine."
"And this is for you. Give birth quickly!"
"Ahem, I don't know what to give you … I just thought it would suit you. I hope you like it."
"I bought a bracelet. I think it matches your skin. Try it on, Steamed Bun."
Aside from Su Xue, everyone else was just an ordinary high school student. Naturally, their gifts weren't too expensive. Most of them were just ordinary things, but they were enough to show their sincerity. Anyin accepted the gifts one by one with a smile on her face, thanking them one by one.
Finally …
When everyone had given their gifts, Lin Feng glanced around.
"Oh, I'm the only one left?"
Everyone turned to look at Lin Feng. He scratched his head and chuckled.
"Oh, it's my turn then!"
Then, Lin Feng ran back to his room with a small box in his arms. He placed the small box on the coffee table in the living room, attracting everyone's attention. Lin Feng's eyes were glued to the box. Lin Feng's eyes were glued to the small box. Lin Feng looked at Lin Feng.
"Here!"
"That's mine!"
"Hey, Lin Feng, what did you give him?" Ouyang Fan asked curiously.
By the side, Yang Fan sized up the small gift box that was tightly wrapped in wrapping paper and gave his evaluation.
"It doesn't look that big."
Ren Rou couldn't help but urge, "Steamed Bun, open it! Let's see what Lin Feng gave him. If he's not satisfied, we'll punish him again! "
The fans and viewers in the stream were also making a ruckus.
"That's right!"
"Look!"
"If he doesn't give it well, we'll beat him up!"
An Xin glanced at Lin Feng and smiled sweetly: "Alright, I'll open the door then."
Before long, the wrapping paper was torn off and the box opened. Sitting inside was a small Brute King Plushie.
Everyone's eyes widened when they saw it.
"Ohhh!"
"Brute King!"
"It's pretty cute! It's kind of cute! "
Zhang Hao was the first to react. "Hey, didn't Lin Feng give Steamed Bun a plushie last time in Guangzhou? He's giving it again! "
Ouyang became spirited after hearing this. He looked at a certain someone with ill intentions and said, "So you're sending the same thing twice in a row? That doesn't sound sincere enough … "
Lin Feng immediately defended himself in a righteous manner.
"No, last time, it was Ice Eich!"
This time, Brute King is just — "
Before he could finish his sentence, An Xin's pleasant voice interrupted him.
"Perfect, they're a couple."
There was a faint smile on the girl's face. Her sparkling eyes fell on a certain someone. Then, she revealed an incomparably beautiful smile.
"You're so thoughtful."
"Thank you."
It was only at this moment that the people around them snapped out of their daze.
"Oh, right!"
"Brute King and Ashe are a couple in the game, right?"
"They're a couple!"
"Damn, not bad, Lin Feng! You actually have such thoughts? Not a bad gift!! "
It was rare for everyone to praise Lin Feng. Lin Feng had a proud look on his face.
"Really?"
"I told you I'm good at gift-giving too!"
Su Xue rolled her eyes. "Alright, alright. Don't get all cocky with just a few words of praise. Come on, you're done with the gifts. Let's keep drinking! Ah, no more beer? I bought a few bottles of red wine and can open them! — — "
… …
An Xin's birthday party lasted from 6 PM until 10 PM. From the dining table to the sofa in the living room, fruit juice was replaced with beer, and beer was replaced with red wine.
The atmosphere at night was great. Everyone was in high spirits.
Even if they didn't urge anyone to drink, after a few hours, everyone was already 70% -80% tipsy.
Coupled with the fact that they drank beer and red wine together, Ouyang, Zhang Hao, and Yang Fan, who drank the most ferociously and unyieldingly, were inevitably the first to die. They lay on the sofa or leaned against the sofa, paralyzed on the ground. They did not forget to hold a bottle of wine in their arms, burping and dozing off with blurred eyes.
Su Xue had also turned off the livestream about ten minutes ago.
A music program was playing on the TV. It seemed to be a classic reminiscence. Old European and American songs from the 80s and 90s echoed through the living room.
The atmosphere in the living room was soft and peaceful.
Su Xue was also a little tipsy. She staggered to her feet and headed to the bathroom.
Tang Bingyao and Ren Rou were leaning against each other on the sofa.
Lin Feng sat on the other sofa by himself. He held a glass of red wine and looked around. Seeing Ouyang, Old Yang, and Zhang Hao lying on the sofa, he shook his head.
"They're down already …"
At that moment, An Xin, who was sitting not far from Lin Feng, stood up with a glass of wine in her hand. She looked at Lin Feng and smiled.
"I'm going to the balcony for some fresh air."
"Come with me."
"Sure?"
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