Rise

The sound of dripping water stopped.

After taking a shower, Zeng Rui walked out of the bathroom:

"I've finished washing, shall I change it for you?"

Lin Feng, who was sitting on the sofa by the window in the room, was looking at the night view outside the window for a long time. He seemed to come back to his senses when he heard his companion's call: "Oh, it's okay, I'll go there later."

Zeng Rui nodded, walked to his bed and sat down, and then couldn't help but look at someone one more time:

"What's wrong?"

"What are you thinking about? Didn't the simulation training go well tonight?"

Lin Feng just said "hmm" and then asked as if he had thought of something:

"How are you feeling tonight?"

After hearing this, Zeng Rui thought for a while and answered: "It's a lot of gain."

indeed.

Although he was only serving as a sparring partner to help test the new tactics proposed by Dawn Morning Star, he also gained a lot from participating in it. Putting aside other things, he only worked with Huang Xue Ye Ge, the top profession in the national server. The ADC player's partnering experience is enough for an auxiliary player like him to learn a lot.

There is also a confrontation with Hayami Sentai's auxiliary shadow puppet.

Their playing style is quite similar to his, but they are more mature and experienced than him in all aspects, allowing him to be more able to discover his own shortcomings.

Lin Feng nodded after hearing this:

"Ah That's good."

The topic seemed to end like this, but Zeng Rui could detect someone's absent-minded state at the moment: "Why, are you thinking about the match between God and SSK tomorrow?"

Lin Feng paused, then nodded noncommittally:

"Oh, that's right."

Zeng Rui thought for a while and gave his opinion in a cautious and objective manner: "If we use the tactical system practiced tonight, Team God should have a good chance of winning, so we don't need to worry too much - —What’s more, isn’t Star King’s condition getting better and better now? Even if he faces F, he is still capable of fighting head-on.”

Lin Feng smiled casually: "Well,

I think so too. "

As the simulated F in tonight's training confrontation, he went head-to-head with Dawnstar and became the first experimental subject of the tactical system. He undoubtedly has the best experience of the effect and power of this strategy. A real one.

Naturally, we can clearly understand the feasibility of this system.

If even he couldn't handle it easily.

Then even today's F will never be able to escape unscathed from such targeted tactics.

In fact, even if God still loses to SSK in tomorrow's training match, it doesn't matter much. It's just exchange training. Winning or losing is secondary. What's more important is to discover SSK through such confrontation. More details about the team and even F.

So all these ideas and principles are already very clear.

But Zeng Ruicai felt even more confused:

"Then what happened to you?"

If there is no need to worry about these, and everything can unfold smoothly as expected, then what is the reason for someone's absent-minded appearance?

Besides, isn’t the match between God and SSK tomorrow what you want to see?

Lin Feng was silent for a moment and shook his head:

"nothing."

"It's just... I suddenly felt a little disappointed."

yes.

God made an appointment with SSK, using such a new targeted tactical system to challenge the team recognized as the strongest in the world. This is indeed what he hopes to see. Otherwise, he would not spare no effort to participate tonight. Go to the test training of simulated confrontation.

But after all this devotion, I suddenly felt a little empty and panicked.

My interest suddenly dropped, losing most of it.

Because no matter how fierce the confrontation tomorrow is, or the final victory or defeat, he can only watch it as a bystander.

There’s no way to really get involved.

No matter how hard he worked tonight, he only played a supporting role in the end.

But originally...

He should be the one to face off against the world's strongest number one mid laner.

But now is not his stage, and even now he is not good enough to stand in front of that guy. He can only use this method to find out more about the other person's current background. e

But this shouldn't be his style.

It should be more upright.

It's just that his current strength doesn't allow him to do this at all, and he can't do it by himself at the moment, otherwise -

Thinking of someone here, his eyes drooped:

(That’s not the case, it still requires the sacrifice and dedication of others.)

Lin Feng shook his head and smiled at Zeng Rui: "It's okay. Okay, let's go to bed first. I'm tired tonight. I'm going to watch the match between God and SSK tomorrow morning."

The tone seemed to become lighter.

Zeng Rui took another deep look at someone, and then nodded after a long while:

"Um."

"Then I'll go to bed first, and you should go to bed early."

Turn off the lights.

The light in the hotel room suddenly dimmed.

The atmosphere gradually became quiet, and only the night view of Manchester outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was still reflected in the glass windows with scattered lights and soft moonlight.

The even breathing of his companion after he fell asleep could be heard from the bed not far away, but someone was still sitting silently in front of the sofa, looking out the window in trance. After a while, he picked up the phone, lit the screen, typed and sent it to someone. A message:

"You shouldn't have forced yourself on tonight."

Almost not long after the message was sent, a message reply quickly lit up in the chat window:

"I want you to take care of it!"

With an intimidating expression.

Just like the style and temper of the childhood sweetheart girl he was familiar with.

Someone looked at it and smiled softly.

Type on the screen.

Send another message.

"Thanks."

This time the girl's reply took a little longer, and when the message popped up again in the chat window on the screen, there were only two simple words:

"Good night."

The light on the screen dimmed.

Lin Feng put away his phone and looked out the window again. The moonlight filtered in, reflecting his face.

He took a breath.

Then, as if he had made some decision, he suddenly stood up from the sofa.

He walked past the bedside of his sleeping companion, opened the door gently, and pushed out.

five minutes later.

In a training room on the seventh floor of the hotel, the white lights were lit again, and someone was sitting in front of a computer that had been turned on, as if quietly and patiently waiting for something.

Not long after.

The training room door was pushed open again.

A gentle man in his early thirties, wearing glasses, walked in, holding a brochure conspicuously in his hand.

Lin Feng stood up and looked at the man he had not seen for a long time, with a hint of apology on his face:

"Senior, it's so late, I'm sorry to bother you."

The man smiled and waved his hands indifferently:

"It's okay."

"I just came back from work with No. 1 and No. 2, and I originally wanted to come and see you."

Having said this, the man stretched out his hand to adjust the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his eyes were shining brightly under the lenses:

"so."

"What's the matter that requires you to find me at this late hour?"

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