Rise Chapter 1754: Thanks and troubles

The patter of water stopped.

Zeng Rui came out of the bathroom after taking a shower:

"I'm done washing, change you?"

Lin Feng, 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 have recovered from the call of his companion; "Oh, it's okay, I'll go later."

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

"What's wrong?"

"What do you think, isn't the simulation training going well tonight."

Lin Feng just gave an "um", and then asked as if thinking of something:

"How are you feeling tonight?"

Zeng Rui listened for a while and gave an answer: "I have gained a lot."

Indeed.

Although it was only used as a training partner to test the new tactics proposed by Dawn Morning Star, he himself has also gained a lot from participating in it. Other than that, it is only with the national costume of Huangxueyege. The partnering experience of the top professional ADC players is enough for an auxiliary player like him to learn a lot.

There is also a matchup with Hayami's auxiliary shadow puppets.

His style of play is quite similar to him, but he is more mature and sophisticated than him in all aspects, allowing him to better discover his own flaws.

Lin Feng nodded at hearing:

"Well, that's good."

The topic seems to end like this, but Zeng Rui can detect someone's absent-minded state at the moment: "Why, do you think about tomorrow's God vs. SSK game?"

Lin Feng paused, then nodded noncommittal:

"Oh, that's it."

Zeng Rui thought about it again, and gave his own opinion quite cautiously and objectively: "If you use the tactical system that you practiced tonight, Team God should have a good chance of winning, don’t worry too much. That’s right—not to mention that Star Emperor’s condition is getting better and better now. Even if he is facing F, he will have the power to fight head-on."

Lin Feng smiled casually: "Well, I think so too."

As the identity of the simulated F in the training and confrontation tonight, he went head-to-head with Dawn Morningstar and became the purple mid laner who was the first test subject against the tactical system. He is undoubtedly the power of this tactic. Experience the most real one.

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

If even he can't handle it easily.

Then even today's F, it would never be possible to retreat unscathed under such targeting tactics.

In fact, even if God still loses to SSK in the training game tomorrow, it doesn’t matter much. Originally it’s just exchange training. Winning or losing is of secondary importance. More importantly, through such a confrontation. Unearth more details about the SSK team and even F.

So all these ideas and reasons are already very clear.

But Zeng Rui is even more puzzled:

"Then what's wrong with you?"

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

Furthermore, isn't the match that God will meet with SSK tomorrow, isn't it what you want to see?

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

"Nothing."

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

Yes.

God made an appointment with SSK to challenge the world-recognized strongest team with such a brand-new tactical system. What he really wants to see is what he really wants to see, otherwise he wouldn’t be like this tonight. Sparing no effort to participate in the test training of simulated confrontation.

But after the end of such a dedication, I suddenly felt a little empty and panicked in my heart for some reason.

The interest suddenly diminished, most of which was lost.

Because no matter how fierce the confrontation tomorrow will be, and how the final victory or defeat, he can only watch it off the court as a bystander.

Can’t really get involved.

No matter how hard he works tonight, he will only play an auxiliary role in the end.

But originally...

He should be the one who went head-to-head with the world's strongest No. 1 mid laner.

But it is not his stage now, and even now he is not enough to stand in front of that guy. He can only dig out the other side's current depth in this way first. e

But this shouldn't be his style.

It should be more upright.

It's just that his current strength doesn't allow this at all, and relying on him alone, he can't do it at all, otherwise--

Think of someone here with eyes drooping:

(It's not enough, it also needs the sacrifice and dedication of other people.)

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

The tone seems to have become relaxed.

Zeng Rui looked at someone more deeply and nodded after a long while:

"Hmm."

"Then I will go to bed first, so you can rest earlier."

Turn off the lights.

The light in the hotel room dimmed suddenly.

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

Not far from the bed, he heard the sound of his companion breathing evenly after falling asleep, while someone was still sitting in front of the sofa in silence, looking out the window in a daze. After a while, he picked up the phone, lit the screen, and typed someone. Sent a message:

"You shouldn't force yourself to go tonight."

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

"You can control it!"

With a threatening expression with teeth and claws.

The style and temper of the childhood sweetheart he is familiar with.

Someone smiled while watching.

Type on the screen.

Another message is sent.

"Thank you."

This time the girl’s reply interval is a little longer, but when the message pops out again in the chat window on the screen, there are only two simple words:

"Good night."

The light on the screen is dimmed.

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

He took a breath.

Then, as if making some decision, he suddenly got up from the sofa.

Walk past the bed of the sleeping companion, gently opened the door, and pushed out.

Five minutes later.

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

Not long.

The training room door was pushed open again.

A gentle man in his early thirties with glasses walked in with a booklet in his hand.

Lin Feng got up and looked at this man who hadn't seen him for a long time, with a little apologetic expression on his face:

"Senior~IndoMTL.com~It’s so late, I’m sorry to trouble you."

And the man smiled dismissively and waved his hand:

"It's okay."

"I just came back from working with No.1 and No.2, so I wanted to see you."

Speaking of this, the man stretched out his hand to support the gold-wire glasses on the bridge of his nose, and the gaze under the lens was faintly visible:

"So."

"What is it, do you need you to find me this night?"

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