Rise

That night, Zeng Rui, who was at home, completed all his homework with almost no effort and with a jaw-dropping exaggerated efficiency. Then, sitting at the table, he rubbed his temples on his forehead, thought for a long time, and took out Got the phone.

He dialed someone's mobile phone number given to him by Chu Fangnan, vice president of the E-Sports Association.

Toot toot

The call is connected.

Lin Feng's unclear voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Hello? Hello who?"

Listening to someone's familiar voice, Zeng Rui took a deep breath and spoke calmly:

"I, Zeng Rui."

Lin Feng on the other end of the phone suddenly realized:

"Oh Xiao Zeng! Why do you have my phone number? Oh yes, Brother Chu gave it to you!"

Zeng Rui's eyelids couldn't help but twitch when he was called "Xiao Zeng", but he still ignored the call and continued to say calmly:

"President Chu has also told you about this."

"It's about the National College League."

Lin Feng's tone was full of interest: "Oh, yes, I've said it before, hahaha, we will be teammates from now on, don't worry, I will carry you!"

Zeng Rui's eyelids twitched again, and he couldn't help but have the urge to hit someone.

(calm.)

(calm.)

Taking a deep breath, Zeng Rui said coldly:

"The game will be next month. Since we are teammates next, we must seize the time to train and get in touch. Otherwise, I don't want to be held back by you because of coordination issues."

Lin Feng laughed:

"Don't worry, it won't happen. I'm very strong!"

"This time the championship is definitely ours!"

champion?

if you can,

Zeng Rui's forehead veins twitched and he couldn't help but want to ask "Where do you get your confidence from?", but his strong restraint made him hold back and said in a cold tone:

"It's one thing to have confidence, but training can't be delayed either."

"Let's set a time. After school tomorrow night, find an Internet cafe and the five of us will meet first."

Lin Feng readily agreed: "Oh, sure! Then tomorrow night will be fine."

Zeng Rui nodded coldly: "Then I'll contact you tomorrow. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up first."

Lin Feng: "Huh? Why are you so anxious? You haven't finished your homework yet."

The words have not yet finished.

There was already a "beep beep" busy tone on the phone's microphone.

After hanging up the phone, Zeng Rui took another deep breath and managed to calm down his almost crazy mood.

But the temples on his forehead could not help but beat slightly:

(That guy...)

(I really deserve a beating.)

…

Also at home, Lin Feng, who was eating a large chicken steak for a midnight snack, put down his mobile phone with a look of regret on his face:

"That classmate Xiao Zeng hung up the phone in such a hurry..."

"I still want to catch up with him."

Su Xue on the side couldn't help but roll her eyes:

"Didn't you and him just play in the Sixteenth School League? How can we talk about old times?"

The two of them had just played a double queue game together on a live broadcast. Now they ordered a large chicken steak takeout for a late night snack and were eating. The fans and viewers in the live broadcast room were full of grief and indignation, and they posted comments on the barrage:

"unacceptable!"

"Unscrupulous League of Legends anchors make millions a month by joining forces to live stream and eat late-night snacks."

"Have you considered the feelings of the water friends!?"

However, Su Xue and Lin Feng both ate with gusto anyway. Su Xue asked Lin Feng one more question:

"Hey, that captain of Shanghai Middle School... Zeng, why are you calling you?"

Lin Feng answered quite simply:

"Oh, we will be teammates in the future. We will participate in the National College League together. He asked me to make an appointment to come out for training."

After saying this sentence, Su Xue was stunned:

"National College League!?"

At the same time, thousands of fans and players in the live broadcast room also exclaimed:

"What the hell, National College League!?"

"what's the situation??"

"Isn't Fengfeng a high school student? How can he participate in that kind of competition!?"

After Lin Feng vaguely explained the cause of the matter while eating a big chicken steak, Su Xue's eyes suddenly lit up:

"Damn, there is such a good thing!?"

"There has never been such a special case before, right? This opportunity is quite rare!"

Fans and friends in the live broadcast room were also excited and happy for their little anchor brother:

"Fengfeng, keep up the good work!"

"Damn, the National College League, this weight is much heavier than the Sixteen School League!"

"My school, South China University of Technology, is also participating, but there are many strong teams in the National College League. There are so many experts. Fengfeng, remember not to underestimate the enemy."

"Come on, little anchor brother! Try to win another championship!"

"Hahaha, if high school students win the National College League Championship, it will be a sensation!"

Looking at the various encouraging comments posted in the live broadcast room, Lin Feng clenched his fists with confidence and laughed:

"rest assured!"

"We are sure to win the championship this time, hahaha"

…

"Lin Feng!"

"Tang Bingyao."

"An Xin."

"Zeng Rui."

"Zhang Hao."

After school the next evening, in the private room of an Internet cafe that had been agreed upon, the five members of the team who met for the first time briefly introduced themselves to each other.

Since it was their first meeting, both parties seemed a little unfamiliar, and the atmosphere was a little stiff.

Lin Feng looked around and waved his hand carelessly:

"Why are you so unfamiliar?"

"Everyone will be teammates next, so there's no need to be so polite!"

"Well, let me introduce you again. This is Baozi and this is Tangtang. You two can just call me Fengzi!"

With Lin Feng, a naturally familiar person present, the atmosphere in the box immediately relaxed a lot.

An Xin laughed: "That's right. In the next one or two months, we will all be teammates, so there is really no need to be so polite."

Zhang Hao, the top laner of the Shanghai Middle School team, scratched his hair and smiled awkwardly:

"Well, that makes sense. If you don't mind, you can just call me Hao Zi."

For him, being able to be teammates with two girls like An Xin and Tang Bingyao, who are both impeccable in appearance and temperament, is actually a very exciting and nervous thing to look forward to.

Before he came out today, several other teammates in his e-sports club were so jealous of him that their eyes were red.

Lin Feng nodded with satisfaction:

"Well, that's pretty much it."

As he spoke, he turned to look at Zeng Rui and patted the latter's shoulder carelessly:

"Xiao Zeng, there's no need to talk about it anyway, we've long been familiar with each other, right?"

Zeng Rui's eyelids twitched and jumped:

(Who have you known a long time ago?)

But he still took a deep breath and nodded reluctantly.

Zhang Hao on the side could not help but stare:

Xiao, Xiao Zeng! ?

Zhang Hao's outlook was shattered. Damn it, someone dared to call their captain "Xiao Zeng". Wasn't this really a hallucination of his own? ?

And their captain actually didn’t show any reaction or anger at all! ?

In any case, after such a meeting and introduction, the five people who will be teammates in the future have become initially familiar with each other.

As for the lineup arrangement of the five members of the team, Chu Fangnan had already finalized this matter when he was selecting players.

Mid laner Lin Feng, top laner Zhang Hao, jungler An Xin, ADC Tang Bingyao are assisted by Zeng Rui.

"If the location is confirmed"

"Get started and play two games to see how you feel."

Zeng Rui rubbed his forehead and temples and made suggestions in a calm tone.

An Xin smiled and nodded: "Well, I think so too. Let's get familiar with each other's playing styles first."

Lin Feng is already gearing up and eager to try:

"Okay, okay!"

"Let's start the fight! Let Xiao Zeng and Hao Zi see my mid laner strength! Which one of you will go first?"

Who goes first?

Zhang Hao looked confused when he heard this.

The veins on Zeng Rui's forehead popped up slightly.

An Xin couldn't bear it and gave Lin Feng a slap in the face: "Idiot, we are playing two games in a group, not for you to play solo!"

Tang Bingyao gave a succinct comment without any courtesy at the side:

"Fool."