Lin Feng stayed in the room of several seniors until very late.
The content of the conversation that followed, perhaps after tonight, no one other than the five people in this hotel room will know about it.
Because it matters.
It may even affect or even decide the future of professional e-sports in national service.
There are too many relationships and too many involved.
And it is precisely such an important and even heavy burden that only concerns a few people in this hotel room.
Or rather-
It may only be enough for one person to accept and face it.
The time is getting into the night.
Lin Feng, who came out of the hotel room, closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief, then turned around but was stunned, because unexpectedly, in the corridor next to the door, a familiar girl was holding her hands behind her back. , standing quietly against the wall.
As if waiting for something.
It seems to have been waiting for a long time.
Lin Feng came back to his senses, but still had some doubts: "Baozi, why are you here?" He looked around and said, "Where's Miss Wu?"
The girl turned her head to look over and explained:
"Sister Xue just called and asked Sister Wu to have a late night snack. She just left."
Lin Feng understood:
"You didn't come with me?"
The girl stuck out her tongue: "No, I'll lose weight."
Someone looked up and down at the childhood sweetheart in front of him, frowning: "How much weight can I lose if I am so thin? I just finished the operation, so I should make up my body."
The girl pouted: "Girls' requirements for body shape, straight men like you don't understand."
"I don't understand..." Lin Feng scratched his head, looked at the empty and silent corridor, and then looked at the girl in front of him: "Why are you staying outside alone?"
An Xin shook his head and explained with a relaxed expression:
"No."
"It's a little hot in the room, so I can't sleep, so I came out to get some air."
Lin Feng nodded, "Oh".
The atmosphere between the two became a little quieter, and An Xin looked up at Lin Feng again, and then looked at the door that someone had just closed: "Have you finished chatting with the seniors?"
Lin Feng "um" for a moment, the girl pursed her lips, and did not continue to ask.
And someone seems to think of something:
"Oh, you and Sister Xiao Wu just—"
The girl laughed: "It's okay, just chatted a few words casually, the topic between girls."
It seems to have been carried so gently and skillfully.
The conversation seemed to stop again at this point, and the atmosphere in the corridors fell into silence again.
After a while, An Xin looked at Lin Feng and suddenly asked:
"You didn't forget about the appointment before, did you?"
Lin Feng was slightly startled:
"An appointment?"
Then I saw the girl in front of me wrinkling her nose quite rarely, looking cute and cute, reminding me in a dissatisfied tone: "Half a year—"
Someone finally woke up:
"Oh, yes—"
"Limited to LPL."
The girl finally nodded with satisfaction and opened her eyes wide to look at the childhood sweetheart boy in front of her:
"It hasn't changed, has it?"
Lin Feng nodded vigorously without hesitation:
"certainly."
"Before the LPL, I worked hard on my own. After the LPL, you help me."
An Xin showed a happy smile: "Well, so you must do your best, until I come to help you."
Lin Feng also laughed:
"Um."
"It's agreed."
The girl stuck out her tongue again at someone: "Just don't forget, okay, I'm going back to the house to sleep, you should go back to rest early too."
After speaking, she returned to the next door, swiped her card to open the door, and the girl before entering the house stopped again and waved at someone:
"Good night~"
Lin Feng smiled and waved: "Good night."
…
Back in his room, Lin Feng closed the door and just walked into the room. He saw that Zeng Rui on the other bed had already fallen asleep. At this time, the phone suddenly rang. He picked it up and lit the screen and glanced at it, but it was Another text message from An Xin:
"Good night!"
Lin Feng couldn't help but smile and typed back:
"Good night."
However, he turned off the phone and threw it on his bed, but he did not sit down beside the bed, but stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the room and stared at the night view of Manchester outside the window.
The words that several seniors said to him when he was in the next room just now seemed to still reverberate in his ears.
A lot about the several motion proposals on that document.
A lot of planning and arrangements need to be done next year.
about his responsibilities.
About a lot.
Everything he listened to silently and carefully wrote down everything.
And what really kept him in mind the most was the last words that several seniors said before he left:
"Tell you this, and these things that are shown to you, a few of us actually hesitated a little bit."
"I originally thought... Since as a senior, there are some things that I can help you and help you carry a little more."
"Anyway, I want to buy you a little more time."
"But now it seems that there is not much time left for us and for you."
"So, although I'm a little sorry, the pressure must be placed on you now. What we old guys can do is to put aside the old face and roll up our sleeves in person and accompany you to fight a few games together."
"But, there are only a few games."
"The rest can only be solved by you and by yourself."
"What your senior No. 2 said in front of you didn't sound very good, but that's the truth. What I want now is not the belief that 'if you can't bear it, you have to bear it', but a guarantee that you must bear it when you go out."
"Behind you now is the future of Chinese professional e-sports."
"You take a step back."
"Everything behind you is irreversible."
"So you... must not retreat."
Close your eyes.
Open your eyes again.
The heavy and solemn words of several seniors still lingered in his ears.
Looking out of the floor-to-ceiling window, there are quiet dim lights in the distance, but at this moment, Lin Feng suddenly remembered a sentence he had seen when he was casually wandering the Internet—
How can the years be quiet.
It's just that someone is carrying the load for you.
Lin Feng's hand suddenly clenched into a fist.
some responsibilities...
He should have taken it off.
…
The atmosphere of the Hilton Hotel is quiet late at night.
The corridors on the sixth floor were empty, because after the two-day training competition, the training rooms were no longer as lively and noisy as they were during the day.
Maybe starting from the main game of the group stage tomorrow, the training rooms here will be overcrowded again, but at least on the eve of the opening of the curtain, everyone will go back to the house early to rest and recharge, ready for tomorrow's game. war.
The elevator stopped on the sixth floor, and the elevator door opened with a ding dong.
Someone came out of the elevator.
through the long hallway.
He stopped in front of the door of a training room, reached out and unscrewed the door handle and pushed in, but was surprised to find that the bright lights in the training room were shining on his face.
look away.
What I saw was a person sitting in front of a computer that was turned on, moving and tapping the keyboard and mouse alone. It turned out that he was still doing training on such a night.
Hearing the movement at the door, the man in front of the computer also turned his head to look subconsciously.
The eyes of the two met in mid-air.
At the same time, he was slightly stunned.
There was some silence in the air.
Then.
Lin Feng stood up from the computer and looked at the person coming at the door. His tone seemed to be casual and inviting:
"A round?"
Come silent.
Then he came over and sat down in front of the computer opposite Lin Feng.
And then.
The world's No. 1 mid laner of the SSK team spoke with emotionless indifference:
"Come."
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Well, this kind of ending is more satisfying. The third shift is done. Good night, good night, friends. See you tomorrow.