Farewell to the LPL players and fans in front of the hotel, everyone took the bus to London Heathrow Airport.
The bus is driving on the road.
The scenery outside the window quickly swept back, and the team members of the God Club looked out the window silently, thinking of the picture of fans pulling banners and shouting slogans in front of the hotel lobby, each and everyone clenched their fists subconsciously, their faces showing A determined look after making up your mind.
No. 1 and the others sat in the front row of the carriage with Chu Fangnan, chatting in a low voice to communicate something.
It can be seen that the expression on Vice President Chu's face is solemn and solemn, and it seems that he has been in this state since the finals ended yesterday.
Because it's not just the LPL professional players of the God club team, after yesterday's defeat in the first battle, the upcoming new season next year will also be an extremely difficult challenge for the staff of the National Service Electric Association.
"In this case, you will have to work hard, Anan."
No. 1 reached out and patted Chu Fangnan's shoulder.
Chu Fangnan shook his head:
"I'm fine here. When I get back to Shanghai, I'll work out a detailed calendar and planning with Brother Fang."
"The manpower is sufficient. Other venues, funds and overall planning can be done with a few extra shifts."
No. 1 nodded:
"Well, as soon as possible, in terms of time... we can't afford to delay."
"For the next series of battles, we must make the most adequate preparations. Help me give Lao Fang a message, this time I will trouble him to worry more. When I return to Shanghai, I will invite him to dinner to comfort him. "
Chu Fangnan gave a "hmm" and looked at the legends of the previous generation in national clothes, including No. 1, and cared:
"What about you?"
"Aren't you coming back with us for the time being?"
Four shook his head:
"No. 2 and I will go back to North America first. No. 2, who just applied for an honorary consultant, has some formalities and trivial matters to deal with at the North American Electricity Association. He can't take care of it alone, so I will help him handle it."
No. 2 let out a cold snort and glanced at No. 4: "This kind of trouble, I should have told you to come, I'm not good at it."
The number five next to him took over with a smile:
"My words, go to the imperial capital with No. 1 first."
The key information revealed in the words made Chu Fangnan slightly moved and looked at No. 1:
"Is this going?"
No. 1 nodded as if he didn't care: "Well, let's meet Lao Lin first, and then... go to meet the above people together."
It seemed like a calm and calm tone, but what was said was enough information to shock the hearts of those who knew the inside story.
No. 1 paused slightly, and his eyes flashed deeply:
"It's about time."
"I'd like to hear it, what the people above... what are they talking about."
…
On the back seat of the carriage, Lin Feng and Li Shiyi were two old teammates sitting together.
Lin Feng looked at Li Shiyi:
"How are you, are you feeling better?"
Li Shiyi nodded: "After taking the medicine and falling asleep, it's almost better - unfortunately, I should have gone to the scene yesterday."
As he said that, a look of regret appeared on his face.
Although I also watched the live broadcast of the finals through my mobile phone in the hotel, but in such a wonderful and intense BO5 battle, only by being there can I really feel the tension and passion of the blood.
Li Shiyi couldn't help but glance at the God team members in the front row and exclaimed:
"Yesterday... Really good fight."
Lin Feng nodded and said, "Yeah":
"The last two games are no worse than what we were in that year."
Li Shiyi looked at Lin Feng, a little concerned: "How are you... Are you okay?"
As a partner and teammate who fought side by side in the past, Li Shiyi naturally knows best about someone's feelings towards that old enemy. Especially in the BO5 battle like yesterday, it is hard not to let those who witnessed it back then recall that heavy memory. .
It can be said that although the team members of God-Hand of God, who are the losers, have undoubtedly suffered a huge blow, Lin Feng's mood will definitely not be much better.
Lin Feng paused for a while.
The chat window that popped up when I opened the game last night, and the message with only three English words flashed back in my mind.
The eyelids fell slightly.
The expression on someone's face was calm and calm, no more strangeness could be seen:
"I'm fine."
"Next... just hurry up."
Li Shiyi listened and nodded: "Yes, I have to hurry up too!"
The two girls sitting in the front row were also whispering.
Tang Bingyao took An Xin's hand reluctantly: "Baozi must take care of himself, next time, I will see you again."
An Xin smiled and gently pinched Tang Bingyao's palm:
"Don't worry, I'm fine."
"As for you, don't work too hard after you go back. You have to pay attention to rest at ordinary times."
Having said that, the girl stopped, turned her head and looked casually at someone in the back seat:
"in addition-"
"Help look at that guy too."
"That idiot seemed to be fine on the surface, but in fact, he always hid his thoughts in his stomach and kept his head down... It was very hard work."
Tang Bingyao nodded seriously:
"I will take good care of Fuko."
Then she looked at An Xin: "Baozi, get well soon. When you come back and look at Fengzi by yourself, you will feel more at ease."
An Xin smiled and waved his fist at Tang Bingyao: "Well, you are working hard, I am here... I will not relax."
…
The bus stopped in front of Heathrow Airport.
Everyone got out of the car and moved the suitcases down one after another, and then looked at each other.
No. 1 smiled:
"That's almost there."
"Everyone, see you when you return home."
The chief leader of the God club, Zhang, looked at the number one and the others, and bowed solemnly:
"This time... you've worked hard."
Behind him, the other members of the God team also bowed and saluted several seniors including No. 1.
One. Several people took it calmly and calmly.
This time, the finals are not just the journey of the players and players of the three LPL teams. As a specially-appointed coach, he also paid a lot of hard work in front of the stage and behind the scenes.
Lin Feng looked at No. 1:
"Senior, aren't you going back to Shanghai together?"
No. 1 laugh: "Well, my little sister and I will go to the imperial capital first, and your senior No. 2 and No. 4 have to rush back to North America. There is something wrong with you, and only the third one will go back with you. "
Lin Feng looked at No. 3:
"Is that so..."
No. 3 raised his eyebrows, a little unhappy: "What's the matter, unhappy? I haven't protested yet, okay?"
Indeed, this time, although it seems that he is returning to the magic capital alone, he seems to be much more leisurely than the other four companions, but in fact, No. 3's next work tasks are not too easy.
This season has ended, but the so-called special coach position has not been relieved from the shoulders of several legends of the previous generation in the national service, but has continued to be held by default.
No. 3 glanced at the God team members with malicious intent:
"One by one... but prepare for me."
"In the next training, I won't be polite anymore."
A group of God players looked at each other, and then nodded solemnly:
"clear!"
Without the slightest hesitation.
Only firm.
Being caught off guard by such a response attitude, No. 3 showed a somewhat surprised look, and then the corners of his mouth slowly curled up:
"Okay, it's interesting."
"Then I'll wait and see."