One Second Remember [Literature Building], providing you with exciting novels to read. After the third match of Group A, it was time for Group B. Once again, Korea's Team Fate, under the leadership of their mid laner, Moon Queen, defeated Europe's Team Gold and won their second match in a row.
The six matches of the first day of the finals had all come to an end.
For the Korean and European players, they were undoubtedly in a good mood today. This was because there was a team in each of their regions that had won two matches in a row on the first day of the group stage. Legend and Fate each had a Yonko, and their strength was so strong that no one could stop them.
As for the vast majority of players in China …
The Chinese players were in a gloomy mood.
They weren't even interested in celebrating the victory of Team God- Hand of God over Team COG. The performance of the other Chinese team, Team King, was a complete disgrace to the Chinese server.
First against Team Legend, they suffered a crushing defeat.
Then, they were almost crushed by a wild card team!
Against a wild card team, they actually had to fight for more than 40 minutes. They actually managed to turn the tables. Ever since the establishment of the World Finals, when had there ever been such a situation in every season?
Team King had set a f * cking record!
What a shameful record!
The internet was filled with curses. Even if there was an occasional voice of reason, it was drowned out by even more angry comments.
In the Internet Cow Internet Cafe, the members of High School 13's Esports Club were all in a gloomy mood after watching the six matches. Everyone's expression wasn't very good, and the atmosphere in the room was heavy.
Ouyang, Liu Yue, and a few others were so depressed that they decided to stay in the internet cafe and vent their frustrations in the game.
Yang Fan and Wei Dong also chose to stay, but Chen Ze and Ren Rou said that they would go home first and come back tomorrow night to watch the match.
Lin Feng nodded, indicating that he would be going home first.
And so, the members of the Esports Club said their goodbyes. Tang Bingyao glanced at Lin Feng, thought for a moment, then put on her backpack and followed him out of the internet cafe.
… …
The night breeze was cool.
It was already in the wee hours of the morning. The streets seemed cold and empty, and the air emitted a chilly and refreshing chill. Taking a deep breath was enough to refresh one's slightly dizzy mind.
Lin Feng was slowly walking on the road. He slightly lowered his head and didn't know what to think.
Tang Bingyao, on the other hand, was carrying her backpack and swaying her ponytail as she followed behind Lin Feng. She didn't say anything.
After walking for a long time, Lin Feng subconsciously turned around and saw Tang Bingyao following behind him. He couldn't help but be surprised.
"Eh? Why are you behind me? Why are you following me? "
Classmate Tang Bingyao tilted her head and thought for a while before answering,
"I'll take you home."
Lin Feng scratched his head. "Oh … Sorry, I wasn't paying attention. Don't follow me. Let's go together."
"Oh," Tang Bingyao replied. She picked up her backpack and walked next to Lin Feng. The atmosphere between the two fell into silence again, but Tang Bingyao quickly broke the silence by saying, "Let's go.
"Was he this nervous when you played with Circle God in the past?"
Tang Bingyao asked. She already believed Lin Feng's words. He really used to be teammates with King's top laner, Tian Tian.
Tang Bingyao had seen Lin Feng in an extremely rare state in the Internet Cafe. He was nervous, anxious, worried, angry, and annoyed. That level of emotional change was definitely not something an ordinary King fan would experience.
Lin Feng was silent for a moment before nodding.
"Mhm."
"Fatty's mental fortitude is really bad. He gets nervous easily and can't handle the pressure."
Tang Bingyao wrinkled her nose cutely. "Was he this bad in the past too?"
Lin Feng shook his head and corrected her.
"Nope."
"That's because he had me and a few other people to share the pressure with.
No matter how big the pressure is, it's better if everyone carries it together. "
… …
Back in the S1 season, when the World Finals arrived, Lin Feng and Tian Tian's team were the only team from China that had qualified to participate in the World Finals in London. The pressure and nervousness they had to bear was no small amount.
They were in a foreign country.
Their opponents were strong European and American teams. ← → 【Book? Reading Room】
They were surrounded by European and American fans cheering them on, but they were alone and had no one to rely on. They could only rely on themselves to fight.
It was a feeling of helplessness and helplessness.
But at that time, they were bearing the pressure together. They couldn't sleep in the hotel at night, and the five members of the team would sneak out of the hotel room together. They would wander around the streets and alleys of London in the middle of the night, shouting at the top of their lungs in empty places to vent the tension in their hearts.
"We must win!"
"Stand out! Stand out!"
"Let's show those Europeans what we're made of!!"
Most of the time, it was just some unconscious and random roars. However, after venting out their emotions, the emotions of the five members of the Battle Team calmed down. They looked at each other, and then burst into laughter. Each one of them was laughing at each other for losing their composure.
As they laughed and joked around, the pressure in their hearts slowly disappeared.
They were five people.
It was a complete team, a team.
They were a team, so they could share the burden with each other. There would never be a situation where one person had to bear all the pressure.
But Fatty wasn't like that.
Lin Feng suddenly calmed down. He lowered his head in silence, his eyes flashing with worry.
Fatty was now publicly recognized as the number one top laner in the Chinese server. He was Team King's signature player, and the "Circle God" that the Chinese players pinned their hopes on.
His halo was dazzling.
However, the heavy pressure under this halo was enough to make any pro player feel suffocated.
"You can give him a call," Tang Bingyao suddenly said.
"He's under so much pressure right now. If you could give him a call and comfort him, he'd feel a lot better, right?"
"He's under so much pressure now. If you can give him a call to comfort and encourage him, he should feel much better, right?"
When Lin Feng heard this, he was stupefied. He shook his head and said, "No, no, that will affect the fatty's mood even more."
"You're lying again," Tang Bingyao said.
"You're lying again."
Lin Feng choked. "I'm not."
Tang Bingyao curled her lips. "Still so stubborn."
… …
The second day of the finals was the same as before. Teams A and B alternated.
Today, Team God had two matches against Korea's Team Fate and Europe's Team Gold.
The result was one win and one loss.
They won against Gold, but unfortunately lost to their old rival, Fate. That match only lasted for 32 minutes, and God was slowly defeated by Fate's relentless attacks.
The local server players sighed regretfully, but they were still able to accept it.
After all, they lost to Fate, one of the Four Emperors and one of the strongest contenders for the world championship this year.
So, it wasn't an unjust loss.
At the very least, it was better than Team King's defeat at the hands of the wild card team yesterday.
Speaking of King Squad, the Chinese players were full of resentment. Just today, King Squad from Group A only had one match, against the North American Flash Squad. In the end, they lost again!
At the 35th minute, Team Flash crushed Team King with a huge lead and destroyed the base crystal to claim victory.
This meant that at this point in time, the first round of the group matches of King Team had already been completed.
Two losses and one win.
Their chances of making it out of the group stage were slim!
When the cameras focused on Tian Tian in the arena, what was reflected in the eyes of all the League of Legends players around the world was the pale, panicked, and helpless expression of a fatty with beads of sweat on his face.
As for the members of High School 13's Esports Club, they were also faced with a nightmare that was rapidly approaching.
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Last night, I fell asleep on my desk, only to be woken up by the cold. I think I have a fever. I'm sorry I didn't send my fifth update last night.
But lately, I've been too tired. I spend ten hours a day writing, eight hours at work, and even take three minutes to eat. I feel like I haven't rested in a long time.
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