Rise Chapter 1882: Go ahead with weight
? Lin Feng stayed in the rooms of several seniors until late.
The content of the subsequent conversation may not be known to anyone except the five people in this hotel room after tonight.
Because it matters a lot.
It may even influence and determine the future of professional e-sports in the national service.
There are too many relationships and too much involvement.
It is such an important and even heavy burden, but it only concerns a few people in this hotel room.
Or to say--
Maybe it only needs one person to accept and face it.
Time is getting late into the night.
Lin Feng, who came out of the hotel room, closed the door and let out a sigh of relief. Then when he turned around, he was taken aback, because unexpectedly, on the corridor by the door, the familiar girl was holding hands. Stand quietly with his back behind him and against the wall.
As if waiting for something.
It also seems to have been waiting for a long time.
Lin Feng returned to his senses, still a little puzzled: "Why are you here, Baozi?" He looked around for a moment: "Where is Xiaowu sister?"
The girl turned her head to look over and explained:
"Sister Xue called just now. I asked Xiao Wu to have a supper. Just left."
Lin Feng knows:
"Did you not follow along?"
The girl stuck her tongue out: "No, I'm losing weight."
Someone looked up and down the childhood sweetheart in front of him, frowning: "What weight loss can I lose after being so thin? Just after the operation, I should make up my body."
The girl curled her lips: "You guys like straight guys don't understand what a girl wants for a figure."
"I don't understand..." Lin Feng scratched his head, looked at the empty and quiet corridor, and then at the girl in front of him: "Why are you staying outside alone?"
An Xin shook her head and explained casually:
"No."
"The room is a bit hot and I can't sleep, so I just come out to get some air."
Lin Feng nodded at hearing, "Oh".
The atmosphere between the two became a little quieter, and An Xin raised her head to look at Lin Feng, and then looked at the door that someone had just closed: "Have you finished talking with seniors?"
Lin Feng "hmm" for a while, the girl pursed her lips, and did not continue to question.
And someone seems to think of something:
"Oh, you and Sister Xiao Wu just--"
The girl laughed: "It's okay, so I just chatted a few words casually. What about the topic between girls."
It seems to have been so gently and skillfully.
At this point, the conversation seemed to stop again, and the atmosphere in the hallway fell silent again.
After a long while, An Xin looked at Lin Feng and suddenly asked:
"I did not forget the appointment you made before?"
Lin Feng was slightly startled:
"An appointment?"
Then I saw that the girl in front of me wrinkled her nose, looking a little cute and unsatisfied, and reminded: "For half a year--"
Someone finally wakes up:
"Oh, yes--"
"LPL is limited."
The girl finally nodded in satisfaction, looking at the childhood sweetheart in front of him with her eyes wide open:
"It hasn't changed, right?"
Lin Feng nodded vigorously without hesitation:
"Of course."
"Before LPL, I worked hard to cheer myself, after LPL, you come to help me."
An Xin smiled happily: "Well, so you must cheer, cheer till I come to help you."
Lin Feng also laughed:
"Hmm."
"It's agreed."
The girl stuck her tongue out at someone again: "It's okay if you don't forget it, okay, I'm going back to the room to sleep, and you should go back to rest soon."
Speaking, I went back to the door next door, swiped the card to open the door, and the girl before entering the house paused again and waved at someone:
"Good night~"
Lin Feng smiled and waved: "Good night."
……
Back to his room, Lin Feng closed the door and just walked into the room, and saw that Zeng Rui on the other bed had fallen asleep, and at this moment, the phone rang suddenly, and he picked it up to light up the screen and glanced at it. , But another text message from An Xin:
"Good night!"
Lin Feng couldn't help but smile, typing in reply:
"Good night."
However, turning off the phone and throwing it on his bed, he did not sit down next to the bed, but stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the room, staring at the night view of Manchester City out of the window.
The words that the seniors said to him when he was in the next room still echoed in his ears.
A lot of things about several motion proposals on that document.
A lot of planning and arrangements for next year.
About the responsibilities on him.
About a lot, a lot.
He listened silently and wrote down everything carefully without landing.
And what really keeps him in mind the most is the last words the seniors said before he left:
"To tell you this, and the things that are shown to you, some of us have actually hesitated a little."
"I originally thought... as a senior, there are things that can help you and help you carry more."
"All in all, I want to buy you more time."
"But now it seems that the time left for us and for you is indeed running out."
"So, although I am a little sorry, the pressure must be on you now. What we old guys can do is to put aside our old faces and roll our sleeves to accompany you in a few games. "
"But, there are only a few games."
"The rest can only be solved by you and yourself."
"The words of your senior number two were not very good, but the truth is that. What you want now is not the belief that you can't hold it, you have to hold it, it is a guarantee that you must hold it if you go out desperately. "
"Behind you now is the future of professional e-sports in China."
"You take a step back."
"Everything behind you is irrevocable."
"So you...don't retire."
Close your eyes.
Open your eyes again.
The solemn and solemn words of several seniors still linger.
Looking out of the floor-to-ceiling windows, there were quiet and dim lights in the distance, but at this moment Lin Feng suddenly remembered a sentence he had seen while wandering on the Internet--
How can the years be quiet?
It’s just that someone is carrying you forward.
Lin Feng's hand was slightly clenched into a fist.
Some responsibilities...
He should have taken it down long ago.
……
The atmosphere in the Hilton hotel late at night is quiet.
The corridors on the sixth floor are empty, because after the two days of training and competition, the training rooms are no longer as lively and noisy as they were during the day.
Maybe starting from the main match of the group stage tomorrow, the training rooms here will be overcrowded again, but at least on the eve before the curtain kicks off, everyone will go back to the house early to rest and recharge and prepare. Meet tomorrow's war.
The elevator stopped on the sixth floor, and the elevator door opened with a ding-dong sound.
Someone walked out of the elevator.
Crossed the long corridor aisle.
He stopped in front of a training room, reached out and unscrewed the doorknob to push in, but was surprised to find that the bright light in the training room was shining on his face.
Looking forward.
What I saw was a person sitting in front of a computer that was turned on, moving and tapping alone to operate the mouse and keyboard. It turned out that a person was still doing training on such a night.
Hearing the movement at the door, the person in front of the computer subconsciously turned his head and looked.
The eyes of the two met in mid-air.
At the same time, he was slightly startled.
The atmosphere in the air is a bit quiet.
Then ~IndoMTL.com~ Lin Feng stood up from the computer machine and looked at the people at the door, his tone seemed to be inviting casually and calmly:
"A game?"
The visitor was silent.
I walked over and sat down in front of the computer opposite Lin Feng.
After that.
The world No. 1 mid laner of the SSK team speaks indifferently without emotion:
"Come."
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Well, this kind of ending is quite satisfactory. The third shift is done. Good night, good night, see you tomorrow.
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