Shocked: The opening confession letter was sent to the female CEO by mistake

Lin Feng didn't want to take the head. The equipment he produced was not for the head. If he really wanted the head, it would be unfriendly to the shooter.

In this game, if the shooter can't get up, the chances of winning are not great.

So he didn't want to take the head, and tried his best to assist.

But the fat man had blown it out, and only saw a WeChat box flashed on the screen, which was sent by the fat man.

"I'm sorry boss, in order to give a step down, you just let them see those heads."

Lin Feng didn't return, the fat man in the Internet cafe scratched the back of his head in frustration, picked up a large piece of potato chips, stuffed them into his mouth, and chewed them.

During the time they were typing, Zhou Shuai had successfully pushed two towers. On the way back, he was surrounded by the opponent and died.

Lin Feng didn't have much emotion watching Zhou Shuai's death. To be honest, he didn't need to be so anxious. Although he saw a disadvantage in the early stage, as long as he can maintain his mentality in the later stage, he still has great hope of winning.

Zhou Shuai was too anxious, he began to direct the fat man: "There is a jungler squatting on you in the jungle, and the assistant will follow the shooter. You carry it for a while and I will come out."

"What if we can't handle it?"

The fat man opened the microphone and asked.

Lin Feng raised the corner of his mouth: "Then I will target him throughout the round."

Listening to Lin Feng's words, Fatty felt protected. "

The four eyes said coldly: "The boss is talking about me, I am the shooter, don't steal the show!"

Fatty: "..."

Sure enough, he was squatted by the jungler in the jungle. The jungler was so confident that he thought he could take away the four eyes, but the fat man was like a sticky plaster. Where the shooter is, the support is there.

When he saw that the shooter was left with a trace of blood, Lin Feng came out and killed the jungler.

After Lin Feng finished killing, he left.

"See, if I hadn't been treating you all the time, you wouldn't be alive."

The fat man smiled smugly.

The four eyes were too lazy to answer, and the two did not continue to quarrel.

The opposite jungler was overshadowed by Lin Feng, and immediately typed back.

"Scumbag, deliberately let the shooter hook me out!"

"The opponents are all elementary school students who can't play. Look at how they played on the road."

"A batch of dishes."

"Only the shooter can see, operate and be aware."

Lin Feng rolled his eyes and remained silent.

Zhou Shuai's mentality was already unstable, and he became even more timid after being scolded like this.The fat man wanted to say something, but was stopped by his four eyes.

This round was played very poorly, and the momentum of several people was not so strong.

At this moment, the jungler was squatted by five opponents when he was clearing the jungle in the blue field. They were going to save people, but Lin Feng turned on the mic and said, "Don't come here."

He immediately changed his equipment, killing the shooter first with his hand speed, and then the mage followed by the jungler. The jungler didn't expect the jungler to be so fierce, his consciousness was invincible, and he couldn't do a big kill at all.

Lin Feng began to target the support and side laners on the opposite side. These two were killed by Lin Feng with a trace of blood. Lin Feng died, but was revived by the resurrection armor.

He pushed the middle lane slowly, and this time was stabilized by Lin Feng's rhythm.

"Did you see it on the other side, is our boss awesome?"

The other side didn't dare to type, and they were all silent.

The fat man burst into laughter, and several people successfully pushed the tower.

Lin Feng stretched himself, and finally he could rest.

In the Internet cafe, Zhou Shuai walked out of the Internet cafe with a sullen face. Several people looked at each other, feeling that Zhou Shuai was in a bad mood.

……

Tomorrow is the preliminary round. Lin Feng and Xiahou Yanran are almost ready. Yang Fan also came back from the hospital and was picked up by Bai Hua.

After Yang Fan came back, he met Lin Feng, his deadly opponent, at the first sight. When he saw Lin Feng, Yang Fan said angrily, "If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have ended up like this."

He pointed to his arm that had been bandaged, because Lin Feng made him unable to play the piano. If there was a problem in the game, he would definitely not let Lin Feng go.

Yang Fan thought to himself, Lin Feng glanced coldly at Yang Fan and said in a cool tone, "Oh."

"What do you mean, Lin Feng, if you don't apologize today, I will miss the chance to win the game!"

Lin Feng sneered: "You deserve it!"

"I deserve it, Lin Feng, you still want to fight, right?"

Lin Feng was silent, looked at his arm lightly, and said lightly: "You are a singer, and your voice is not bad, isn't it just your hand?"

"What do you know, if I wear a bandage on the stage, wouldn't it damage my image? Can you afford it?"

He was condescending, looking down at Lin Feng, as if he was a prince aloft.

Bai Hua just felt ashamed looking at it, silently took a step back and pretended not to know Yang Fan.

Lin Feng said coldly: "If you want to touch porcelain, you go to the street, and don't play these little tricks with me."

Yang Fan said angrily: "Don't change the subject, either you pay compensation, or you break your own arm, or neither of us can think about it."

He was not afraid either, and laughed out loud.This appearance completely angered Yang Fan's heart: "What are you laughing at, can you laugh at me?"

"Yang Fan, if you continue to make trouble here unreasonably, I don't mind sending you to the hospital again."

Yang Fan glared at Lin Feng, then said, "You're ruthless enough, you can."

He just took a step, stopped and looked back at Lin Feng: "I lost to you for good music, but today is different. In the National Music Competition, the judges have the final say, not your fans. Woolen cloth!"

Lin Feng smiled faintly: "It's you who should be afraid. After all, you only have one internet celebrity song, Blue and White Porcelain. Do you dare to sing your own song?"

He sneered: "Oh, I forgot, you don't even have your own song."

When Bai Hua heard this, he couldn't help laughing out loud, but Yang Fan saw Bai Hua's snickering and Lin Feng's arrogant look, he didn't care about anything, so he was about to slap Lin Feng.

Who would have thought that the big slap on Lin Feng's face would be directly pushed down by Lin Feng to the ground.

Yang Fan glared at Lin Feng, the raging anger in his eyes was about to burst out.Bai Hua stood in the middle, trying to calm down the atmosphere, but the result was not as good as she thought.

Yang Fan pushed Bai Hua away, no matter how careful she was before Bai Hua was taken care of, Bai Hua fell to the ground, Lin Feng's face sank and he helped Bai Hua up.

Bai Hua looked at Yang Fan suddenly. Yang Fan didn't want to push Bai Hua away, but because Lin Feng's provocation was on the verge of fury, he took a step back and hurriedly said, "Bai Hua, listen to my explanation."

Her eyes were red, and tears welled up in the next second. Lin Feng looked at him coldly and said, "Yang Fan, I really look down on you!"

After finishing speaking, Lin Feng was about to leave, but Bai Hua slapped Yang Fan at this moment. Yang Fan was stunned and looked at Bai Hua in surprise: "You hit me?"