[One Second Remember Literature Building], providing you with exciting novels to read. "Why aren't you opening the door now that you know who I am?" the man urged impatiently.
Tian Tian seemed to have woken up from a dream. He answered in a panic and hurriedly opened the door. Then, he saw the familiar figure that he respected and worshipped standing in front of him calmly.
Tian Tian looked at the senior in front of him and asked timidly,
"Senior … why are you here?"
"I heard that you were defeated in the finals, and your mentality also collapsed, so I came to take a look out of curiosity." The man raised his eyebrows and casually explained. Then, he looked at Tian Tian, and the corner of his mouth curved into a mocking smile. "You're crying here alone?"
Tian Tian lowered his head in shame.
The man looked at Tian Tian and felt a rare feeling of exasperation.
"I've said it before, what's the most important thing for a professional player?"
"The ability to withstand pressure!"
"Mentality!"
"You've had this problem since S1 and it hasn't changed. It's getting worse and worse. How can you bear the title of the best top laner in the country?"
Tian Tian was so ashamed that he couldn't even lift his head. He defended himself weakly, "But I don't want to be the best top laner in the country …"
The man glanced at Tian Tian.
"It's not a matter of whether you want it or not. Since you've been pushed to this position, you should show your strength and performance worthy of this honor."
"Only one of the Seven Kings and Four Emperors is in the country. It's a disgrace. Have you ever thought about fighting for the country's professional esports scene?"
Tian Tian looked unconfident and timid. "I … I can't fight for it. I'm too weak. ← → [Book? Reading House?]
The man shook his head. "No, it's your mentality that's too bad. Like I said before, in terms of strength, it's not a problem for you to fight your way into the Seven Kings and even the Four Emperors."
Tian Tian was stunned when he heard that. When he came to his senses, he shook his head furiously.
"No, no, no, no! It's impossible for me! If Lin Feng was still here, he could definitely become the Four Emperors. "
At this point, Tian Tian suddenly paused. Then, the expression on his chubby face instantly became incomparably gloomy.
"It's a pity that Lin Feng isn't here …"
"Senior, I miss him a little …"
There was a tremor in his voice again.
Thinking of his old companions, Tian Tian couldn't help but want to cry.
For the past few days, he had been thinking about the S1 season. Although he was also nervous and scared because of the huge pressure of the finals, his four teammates were full of fighting spirit at that time, and they would cheer each other on.
Moreover, there was also Lin Feng, who always had an optimistic smile on his face and would accompany him everywhere to find restaurants to eat and drink to relieve his stress. Then, he would confidently pat his chest and tell him that there was no need to panic when he went on stage and that there would definitely be no problem with him protecting him.
But now … his former teammates were gone, and Lin Feng was also gone …
Tian Tian's body couldn't help but tremble from sadness and fear, but at this moment, the man's casual voice rang out in front of him again.
"Oh, maple?"
"This time, I'm actually here to help him pass a message to you."
Tian Tian was stunned when he heard that. He quickly raised his head and stared at the man in front of him in disbelief.
"Senior, you're helping Lin Feng pass on a message!?"
"F-F-What did Lin Feng say? Where is he now!? "
His tone was filled with excitement, nervousness, and surprise.
"Otherwise, why do you think I have the leisure to fly all the way from Spain to find you?" The man casually replied. Looking at the anxious Tian Tian, the corner of his mouth suddenly curved into a playful smile. "But I've changed my mind."
Tian Tian was stunned for a moment. "Changed your mind?"
The man nodded nonchalantly. "Yes, I don't plan to be a messenger anymore."
"If he has anything to say, let him say it to you himself."
While speaking in such a casual tone, the man took out his phone from his pocket. Under Tian Tian's dumbfounded gaze, he dialed a string of numbers.
…
This year's first round of the Shanghai Sixteen School League was held in an Internet Cow Internet Cafe in Shanghai's Jing 'an District.
Because there were too many participating teams in the first round of elimination, each team still needed to play three games. Therefore, in order to speed up the progress of the elimination, the organizer, the Shanghai branch of the Esports Association, directly booked the entire Internet Cow Internet Cafe.
Rows of computers were placed side by side, and two rows of ten computers formed a battle platform.
The lobby of the Internet Cow Internet Cafe could accommodate a total of ten elimination matches at the same time.
At this moment, it was already 7: 20 in China. The high school players of the 20 participating teams in the first round were already fully focused on the competition.
The players from the other teams who had yet to go onstage were gathered in groups of three or four to watch the battles. From time to time, they would discuss something in low voices, or exchange their opinions and evaluations of the teams that were currently in the middle of a match.
Lin Feng was standing next to one of the platforms, watching the battle. Beside him were Ren Rou and Ouyang. In front of him were the five players of the High School 13 Esports Club, who were completely focused on the competition.
The first match had already been going on for a full 15 minutes.
At the side, Ouyang and Ren Rou's expressions had also changed from the initial nervousness and worry to being replaced by joyful and excited smiles.
Lin Feng also nodded subconsciously.
Because in this match, the first five players of the High School 13 Esports Club played very well!
Their first opponent just so happened to be the weakest of the three teams in the elimination round, Shanghai No.3 High School. That was why Lin Feng didn't choose to go up himself.
Up until now, the blue team of High School 13 Esports Club's five players had a clear advantage.
Their headcount was 11 to 5.
They were ahead by a dragon and two turrets.
Tang Bingyao's adc, Little Pao, had a record of 6/0/3.
He was almost godly!
At this point in the match, it could be said that the blue team of High School 13 Esports Club had a secure victory.
This was definitely worth celebrating and rejoicing over.
Even though their opponent was the weakest team in the three matches, they still made it into the top 32 in the last tournament. They even had the strength to enter the main tournament.
Yet, the five players of High School 13 Esports Club were able to gain such an advantage in 15 minutes against such a strong opponent!
Their hard work over the past half a month had paid off!
However, Lin Feng's mind wasn't on that right now.
… …
In the arena, the match between High School 13 Esports Club and High School Three High School continued.
Lin Feng watched the match absentmindedly. From time to time, he couldn't help but take out his phone to check the time.
In London, England … it should be past one o 'clock in the afternoon. The first group match of today's finals should be the first match of Group B, but the second match was between Group A's King Squad and Flash Squad.
Lin Feng remembered all this information very clearly.
He knew that Fatty was about to go up soon.
However, he still hadn't received a reply from Senior Blue. He didn't know if his message had reached Fatty, and he didn't know if Fatty could adjust his state of mind to fight again.
Lin Feng was a little uneasy.
At that moment, his phone suddenly rang.
Lin Feng quickly picked up the phone and glanced at the screen. He saw a string of foreign IP numbers.
His heart couldn't help but skip a beat. He vaguely guessed something. He quickly took his phone and left the crowd of spectators. He walked quickly to a corner of the internet cafe's lobby, then immediately pressed the answer button and put the phone to his ear.
"Hello?"
Then a relaxed and casual voice came from the other end of the receiver.
"Maple?"
"You remember me, right? I'm at the finals in London. Fatty is next to me. If you have anything to say, just say it to him. "
Just as Lin Feng recognized the familiar voice on the other end of the phone, it belonged to another senior that he respected immensely. Then, before he could react, he heard another incomparably familiar voice on the other end of the phone.
"Is, is it … is it Lin Feng?"
The voice stuttered. It carried the timid tone of the owner of the voice. It was filled with nervousness and anticipation.
Lin Feng's entire body stiffened.
There seemed to be countless images flashing through his mind in an instant.
He felt his throat go dry.
The voice on the other end of the phone became even more nervous. "I-is that Lin Feng? Lin, Lin Feng, say something — "
There was a hint of sobbing in his voice.
Lin Feng took a deep breath. Then he took another deep breath. Slowly, a happy smile appeared on his face.
"Hey, Fatty, it's me!"
The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly quieted down.
London, England. Wembley Stadium. Backstage bathroom.
Tian Tian, who was holding his phone, was stunned for a long time. Suddenly, he burst into tears.
"Lin Feng!!!"
"Lin Feng, I miss you so much! Where are you? I feel so stressed out right now. I can't take it anymore. Where are you?! — — "
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Second update. I was just about to grab my luggage and rush to the airport. Sorry for the delay.
Today's third chapter will be late. I'll try to do it before 9: 30.
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