Chapter 87 1 dialed phone number
That night, Lin Feng and Tang Bingyao came home again.
Under the soft and dim street lights, Tang Bingyao walked seriously and attentively with her head lowered and a small schoolbag on her back. She carefully stepped on the stone bricks on the ground step by step and carefully avoided the gaps between the stone bricks. Sometimes she walked slightly. It swayed unsteadily from side to side twice, and then immediately stretched out its hands to maintain balance. The movements looked cute.
Lin Feng walked beside, watched Tang Bingyao's movements, and commented:
"It's similar to the operation of walking A on skateboard shoes."
Xiao Tang jumped off the last stone brick lightly, nodded with satisfaction, and looked back at Lin Feng:
"What you said today really boosted morale."
Lin Feng chuckled and waved his fist: "Yeah, I'm very powerful!"
Tang Bingyao commented: "The last sentence 'I'm still here' also feels very domineering."
As she spoke, she looked at Lin Feng again and suddenly said:
“What about your former teammate ‘Yuan Shen’?”
One sentence brought me to the point again.
For everyone in the Thirteen High E-Sports Club, they have a grand ace like Lin Feng. As long as Lin Feng is here, they won't have much to worry about.
But now Tian Tian, who is on the KG team and in the World Finals, has no partner he can rely on.
His current teammates on the KG team are all in a bad state of mind, and as the top laner in the national server, he should be relied upon by others in the eyes of countless people.
There was no one guarding him behind him.
However, in fact, he is the one who needs to be comforted and protected the most.
Listening to Tang Bingyao's extremely direct question, Lin Feng had a bright face:
"Hahaha, don't worry~"
"I can count them myself."
This time, Lin Feng did not choose to avoid the question. When he said this, his eyes shone with an extremely serious light.
…
"Sister Xue, I'm back!"
Back home,
He took out the key and opened the door, and shouted happily while slipping on Lin Feng's shoes.
"Come back as soon as you come back, what are you yelling about--" Su Xue's annoyed voice came from the kitchen, and then he saw Su Da anchor wearing an apron and thick insulation gloves on his hands, holding a The steaming large casserole came out of the kitchen.
Putting the casserole carefully on the dining table, Su Xue reached out and wiped the sweat from her forehead with her wrist, brushed away a few strands of hair, and then raised her eyes to look at Lin Feng:
"Come back so early today?"
"Oh, because I'm hungry!" Lin Feng replied as he sat down at the table unceremoniously, curiously put his head up to look at the covered casserole, sniffed it, and was suddenly surprised: "It smells so good!"
"That's right, sister, the food I make doesn't taste good!" Su Xue said proudly, then waved her hand: "Hurry up and wash your hands, it's time to start dinner!"
Five minutes later, at the dinner table, Lin Feng was eating the delicious food with great relish. Su Xue, who was sitting opposite, reminded:
"Drink soup, drink soup. I made the chicken soup just for you. It took several hours!"
Lin Feng raised his head and said with a touched face: "Sister Xue, you are so kind to me!"
Su Xue rolled her eyes: "Come on, just don't make me mad in the future."
When a bowl of chicken soup was served, Lin Feng carefully tried to take a sip and his eyes suddenly lit up: "It tastes good!"
Su Xue nodded with satisfaction: "That's good, drink more and don't waste it~"
"Okay!" Lin Feng responded happily and continued driving happily, while Su Xue looked at Lin Feng for a while and suddenly said:
"Are you feeling better?"
Lin Feng raised his head blankly, with a piece of chicken drumstick in his mouth: "Huh?"
Su Xue hummed: "I really think you are Sister Xue, I can't tell... I've seen you come back these past two days and you've been a bit silent. You must have something on your mind. I just didn't ask too much, just like a little brat." ...Where is so much unhappiness coming from?”
Lin Feng suddenly realized.
No wonder Su Xue didn't ask him to help with the live broadcast even when she went home these two days. It turned out that she had also carefully noticed the changes in his mood.
Lin Feng scratched his hair: "Sister Xue..."
"You don't need to explain your matter to me," Su Xue waved her hand to interrupt with a nonchalant expression, then looked at Lin Feng: "But have you figured out what's on your mind now?"
Although she said she didn't care, there was still a bit of concern in Su Xue's tone that could not be concealed.
Lin Feng paused, then nodded seriously:
"Um."
…
After dinner, Lin Feng returned to his bedroom.
After sitting at the table and writing his homework for a while, Lin Feng put down his pen again, lowered his head and thought about something for a long time.
Then he opened his laptop, moved the mouse to click on the web browser, and opened a few post bars and forums to browse.
Basically, all the forums and forums related to League of Legends are discussing the ongoing S5 World Finals, and a large part of them are curses.
Even the God team, which has a record of 2 wins and 1 loss, was sprayed to a mess——
You were able to beat Team Fate in the mid-season invitational before, but now you can't do it in the finals?
So many mistakes and flaws!
It’s just that I won the mid-season championship and it became huge!
As for the KG team, which has always been at the forefront of public opinion, not to mention, there was almost overwhelming abuse on the post bars and forums, among which Tian Tian, the team's top laner, was scolded the most. , the worst one.
Nowadays, no one continues to use the title "Yuan Shen".
Even if there is, it is full of ridicule.
The dignified top laner in the national server performed in a mess in all three games in the group stage, and every game was worse. What qualifications do he have to brag about being the uncrowned eighth king?
The bastard is pretty much the same! ?
At this time, those trolls have forgotten that the original title of "Eighth King" was never brought out by Tian Tian himself, but they took the initiative to force it on the latter, and even the latter himself has been Nervously and anxiously emphasizing that he does not deserve the title.
But no one cares about this kind of thing now.
Lin Feng subconsciously tightened his grip on the mouse, pursed his lips and said nothing.
…
After closing these web pages, Lin Feng lowered his head and fell into silence.
He understood why the attitudes of these national server players changed so quickly. They were still shouting "Yuan Shen" and "Yuan Shen" excitedly before, but now each of them spoke more viciously and sharply than the last one.
This is angry.
Unable to accept this reality, I became angry and lost my temper.
Coupled with the various rhythms of some trolls who are worried about the world being in chaos, it has evolved into the current wave of insults that cannot be stopped.
But understanding does not mean acceptance.
Because Lin Feng knew better that Fatty was in a state of panic, helplessness, sadness and fear at this moment.
Lin Feng lowered his head, but already clenched his fist little by little.
As the number one top laner in the current national server, it is inevitable that he will receive countless praises and various halos imposed on his head.
Those halos are honors, but they are also heavy pressure.
Now that you have enjoyed such an honor, no matter whether you are willing to accept it or not, you must shoulder the corresponding heavy responsibility.
That is the ardent hope of countless national server players.
The expectant eyes of millions of people.
When all those things are pressed on you alone, you will be out of breath.
Carrying such a heavy responsibility, you are marching forward step by step alone under the spotlight. All people can see is the dazzling halo above your head, but they cannot see that every footprint behind you is heavy with heartache and sweat. .
"As a professional player, the amount of praise you can withstand will also mean the amount of slander you need to withstand."
This sentence was told to him in an understatement by the senior who Lin Feng respected and admired the most at the end of the S1 season finals.
But at that time, because he could not accept such a cruel reality, he fell into endless self-blame and regret, and did not listen to these words at all.
Now he remembered again.
He wanted to say the same thing to Fatty, who was currently in the World Finals.
But now he does not have the contact information of the fat man in London, England.
So, after a long silence, Lin Feng finally made a decision.
He took out his cell phone, pressed a string of numbers that had not been used for several years, and then pressed the dial button.
Du-du-du--
The call is connected.
A lazy male voice sounded from the other end of the microphone:
"Hello? Hello who?"
Lin Feng scratched his hair subconsciously. He was a little nervous and embarrassed and didn't know how to express his words. After a long while, he said weakly:
"Senior, it's me."
The male voice on the other end of the phone paused for a moment, then laughed playfully:
"Oh, you."
"I thought you would never make this call again in this life."
