One Second Remember [Literature Building], providing you with exciting novels to read. Back in the S1 World Finals, Lin Feng regrettably lost the last match of the best of five. He was filled with endless remorse and self-blame. On one hand, he couldn't accept the cruel reality. On the other hand, he didn't want to face the disappointed looks of his teammates and other friends. He quietly chose to retire.
At that time, he didn't even tell Fatty, who was the closest to him in the team, about this decision. He only told it to one person.
That person was the senior he admired and respected the most.
Lin Feng was almost rejected by the World Esports Association because of his age. Even the vice president of the China Esports Association tried to mediate, but to no avail.
At that critical juncture, it was this senior who had appeared and said a few words. With his extraordinary status in the World Esports Association, he had made the final decision and swept away all the obstacles to him entering the World Finals.
And when he told this senior of his choice to retire in a gloomy mood, what he got in return was not the earnest and well-intentioned advice he had expected.
The senior nodded nonchalantly, then casually said, "Oh, that's good.
"Oh, that's good too. Take some time to settle your mind."
Then he gave Lin Feng a phone number, telling him that he could call him when Lin Feng felt like he had made up his mind.
And then.
Just like that, close to four years passed.
That day, Lin Feng had finally dialed the number on his mobile phone and answered the call.
…
"Oh, it's you.
"I thought you'd never make this call in your life."
Lin Feng scratched his head awkwardly when he heard the playful voice on the other end of the line. ← → [Book? Reading House
Even with Lin Feng's careless personality, when facing this senior, he was like a primary school student facing a teacher, especially because he had impulsively decided to retire. This made Lin Feng feel even more guilty, as he felt that he had failed to live up to the senior's expectations.
Lin Feng didn't say a word, but the man on the other end of the line kindly reminded him:
"If you have something to say, just say it. It's expensive."
Lin Feng hesitated, then carefully asked, "Senior, you don't want to talk to me, do you?"
"Huh?"
The man on the other end of the line was even more confused than Lin Feng.
"Oh, you're mistaken. I'm saying that the phone bill is really expensive — I'm on vacation abroad now, and I'm making an international call. It's a few dollars a minute."
So that was how it was!
Lin Feng suddenly understood. He heaved a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders. After thinking for a moment, he organized his thoughts and quickly explained the situation to the other side of the call.
A male voice came from the other end of the line.
"Oh, I see. Little Fatty didn't do well in the first round of the finals, so he had a mental breakdown, right?"
Then, the male voice muttered his evaluation.
"A pro player's mental fortitude is the most important quality. You have to be able to endure praise, but you also have to endure slander and pressure. Little Fatty's problem is exactly the same as yours back then …"
At this point, the voice on the other end of the phone paused for a moment before continuing.
"Oh right, so you want me to pass a message for you?"
"En!"
"I can't. I'm not in the UK right now, and I don't have Little Fatty's contact details."
Lin Feng immediately flattered, "If it's you, Senior, you'll definitely have a way!"
"Oh, you've learned how to flatter me, huh?" The senior on the other end of the line laughed. Then, a thoughtful look appeared on his face. "But you're right … Okay, I got it. I'll help you solve this problem."
After getting a promise from the senior on the other end of the line, Lin Feng finally smiled. Just as he was about to sincerely thank the senior, the male voice on the other end of the line spoke again.
"So you've waited four years to find me because of your teammates?"
"What about you? What do you think?"
Lin Feng was stunned for a moment. Then, he replied in an incomparably serious and resolute manner.
"I'll be back."
"I want to become the world's strongest professional esports player!"
…
Hawaii, USA.
The sky was clear and blue. The waves of the sea slapped against the beach, lifting up the fine white sand and washing away the beautiful seashells scattered on the beach.
There was a sun umbrella in front of an exquisite wooden house by the beach, and a beach chair was placed under the shade of the umbrella. A young man of about 26 or 27 years old, wearing a large pair of sunglasses on his face, was lazily lying on a comfortable deck chair with a leisurely and contented expression.
After hanging up the long-distance call, the young man recalled the last sentence that came from the other end of the line. He subconsciously rubbed his nose.
The world's strongest professional esports player?
Hearing such a confident and familiar declaration from a newcomer of the new generation really made him feel a little emotional.
But then, the corner of the young man's mouth couldn't help but curve up.
If it was that kid, then he should be the most promising candidate in the new generation of professional esports. He should be the one who has the highest chance of achieving the ultimate goal of professional esports players. ← → [Book? Reading House?
(I'm really looking forward to it.)
Recollecting his thoughts, the young man recalled the boy who specifically called him to ask for his help. He took out a piece of chocolate out of nowhere and tossed it into his mouth. While eating, he pondered thoughtfully. Then, he picked up his phone again and dialed a number.
"Hello, where are you?"
A casual voice came from the other end of the line, "Spain. I'm on vacation. Didn't you know? Why are you suddenly calling me?"
"Oh, I need your help."
"What do you mean?" The voice on the other end of the line suddenly became alert.
The young man smiled, "Oh, don't be so nervous. It's just a small matter."
"No way," the voice on the other end of the line refused without hesitation.
But the young man on the other end of the line already said his request, "The little fatty from King seems to be having a mental breakdown. You need to go to London and pass a message."
The voice on the other end of the line paused, "The finals of LOL? Are you following it? "
The young man, "Of course not. I'm busy with my vacation."
The voice on the other end of the line was speechless, "Then why are you looking for me?"
"Oh, Lin Feng called me. He asked me to pass a message." The young man paused and added, "And that little fatty, don't you care about him too?"
"That fatty is disappointing. What does it have to do with me —" The voice on the other end of the line sounded a little displeased as he snorted, "I've already taught him a lesson in the S3 finals, but he didn't listen. There's no point in reprimanding him now."
The young man smiled and said calmly, "That's why I'm only asking you to pass a message."
"…"
"Oh, I'll take it as a yes if you don't say anything."
"… Okay, but don't forget that you owe me a favor this time."
The young man shrugged, "No problem. Come to my place, and I'll ask Xiao Wu to make you a sumptuous meal."
"… You're asking your girlfriend to repay a favor you owe, and you have the cheek to say that?" The voice on the other end of the line was speechless.
"What's there to be embarrassed about?"
The young man said confidently. Then, he paused for a moment and smiled.
"Also, I have to correct you, she's not my girlfriend —"
"She's my fiancée."
His tone suddenly became a little gentle.
The young man slightly propped himself up from the beach chair and looked at the blue sky and blue sea in front of him. Not far away, he could see a very familiar slender and graceful figure.
It was a woman whose face could not be clearly seen from afar, but who could still feel that she was incomparably stunning.
The faint immaturity of a young girl had faded away, and the soft black hair that should have draped over her shoulders was now simply tied up, but it still retained a refreshing and refined feeling that made people's hearts beat faster.
There was also the moving temperament that had slowly settled over time, becoming more and more tranquil.
As if sensing the gaze from not far away, the woman subconsciously turned around and looked back. Her gaze fell on the young man, and then she smiled sweetly.
Her smile was like a hundred flowers blooming.
…
Lin Feng had entrusted the matter to his most trusted senior. For the time being, it could be said that he had temporarily put down one of the things that was weighing on his mind.
He believed that the senior's promise would definitely come true, so he wasn't worried at all. Therefore, he quickly turned his attention back to the matter at hand.
The members of High School 13's esports club still needed to continue training.
In just two short days, the world finals ushered in the first round of group C and D groups.
Thus, after another two days of intense battles, the results of the first round of Group C and D were quickly released. Group D's Dust team's results were similarly worrying, with one win and two losses. Both of their matches were against the two teams from the Korean OGN region.
Then of the three qualified teams from the LPL division, two were already on the edge of the cliff of life and death.
Hanging by a thread.
The players of the national server were incomparably nervous and worried.
And just after the first round of group C and D groups ended, another three days passed, and once again, it was time for the second round of group play.
The eight teams of group A and group B finally reached the final critical moment that decided life and death.
Coincidentally, on the same day —
Lin Feng and the others of High School 13's esports club finally ushered in the opening of the first round of the Shanghai 16 school league tournament.
At the same time, it was also a critical day that decided the life and death of High School 13's esports club.
— — The author has something to say.
The fourth night watch has arrived. It will be the fourth night watch tonight. Let me, Abu, rest for a while. Otherwise, I really can't take it anymore.
This chapter doesn't seem to have reached the high-energy part. But I'm still very satisfied with this plot, hahahaha!
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