Rise Chapter 4: Only firmness

Bid farewell to the fans of LPL players in front of the hotel, and everyone got on the bus to London Heathrow Airport.

The bus is driving on the highway.

The scenery outside the window quickly swept back. The team members of God Club looked out the window silently, thinking about the picture of fans holding banners and chanting slogans in front of the hotel lobby, clenching their fists subconsciously. There was a firm expression on his face after he made up his mind.

Number One and others sat in the front row of the carriage with Chu Fangnan, talking in a low voice and communicating something.

You can see the solemn and solemn expression on Vice President Chu's face, and it seems that he has been in this state since yesterday's finals ended.

Because it is not only the professional players of the God club, who are the LPL players, after the defeat yesterday, the upcoming new season next year will also be an extremely difficult challenge for the staff of the National Service Telecom Association. .

"In this case, you have to work hard, Anan."

Number One reached out and patted Chu Fangnan on the shoulder.

Chu Fangnan shook his head:

"It's okay on my side. When I return to Shanghai, I will work with Fang Ge to make detailed and specific schedules and planning arrangements."

"There is enough manpower. Other venues, funding and overall planning can be completed with a few extra shifts."

Number One nodded:

"Well, as soon as possible, in terms of time... we can't afford to delay."

"The next series of battles, we must make the most adequate preparations. Help me bring a message to Lao Fang, this time I will trouble him to worry about it. When I return to Shanghai, I will invite him to dinner. Comfort him."

Chu Fangnan gave an "um", and looked at the legends of the generations in front of him, including No. 1, and he was concerned:

"What about you guys?"

"Should you not follow us back for the time being?"

No. 4 shook his head:

"Me and No.2 will go back to North America first. The honorary consultant who has just applied for No.2 has some formalities and trivial matters to be handled at the North American Telecom Association. He can't take care of it alone. I will help. "

No.2 heard a cold snort and glanced at No.4: "This kind of trouble, I told you earlier, I'm not good at it."

The number five next to him smiled and took over:

"My word, go to the imperial capital first with No.1."

The key information revealed in the words made Chu Fangnan feel slightly moved and looked towards Number One:

"Is this going to?"

Number One nodded as if carelessly: "Well, let's meet Lao Lin first, and then...we will meet the people above."

In a calm and calm tone, what he said was enough information to shake the minds of those who knew what was going on.

Number One paused slightly, her eyes flickering deep:

"It's time too."

"I want to listen to what the people above...what are they saying."

……

In the back seat of the carriage, Lin Feng and Li Shiyi two old teammates are sitting together.

Lin Feng looked at Li Shixi:

"How is it, is your health better?"

Li Shiyi nodded: "Take the medicine and sleep for a while and it's almost healed--Unfortunately, I should have been to the scene yesterday."

Speaking, there was a look of regret on his face.

Although I also watched the live broadcast of the finals via mobile phones in the hotel, in such a wonderful and fierce BO5 battle, only by being on the scene can I truly feel the tension and passion of the blood.

Li Shiyi couldn't help but glance at the members of the God team in the front row, and sighed:

"Yesterday... really played beautifully."

Lin Feng nodded, "Yes":

"The last two games are not worse than we were in the past."

Li Shiyi looked at Lin Feng with some concern: "How are you... okay?"

As a partner teammate who fought side by side in the past, Li Shih naturally knows the feelings that someone has for that old enemy, especially the BO5 battle like yesterday. It is hard not to let those who witnessed it go back to that period. Heavy memories.

It can be said that although the players of God-Hand of God, who were the defeated, undoubtedly received a huge blow; but Lin Feng's mood will definitely not be any better.

Lin Feng paused for a moment.

The chat window that popped up when I opened the game last night and the message with only three English words flashed back in my mind.

The eyelids droop slightly.

Someone’s face is calm and calm, and there is no more strangeness:

"I'm fine."

"Next...just hurry up."

Li Shiyi nodded: "Yes, I have to hurry!"

The two girls sitting in the front row were also whispering.

Tang Bingyao reluctantly took An Xin's hand: "Bao Zi must take care of himself, next time, I will see you again."

An Xin smiled and gently squeezed Tang Bingyao's palm:

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

"It's you, don't try too hard after you go back, you have to pay attention to rest at ordinary times."

Speaking of here, the girl stopped, turned her head and pretended to look at someone in the back seat inadvertently:

"In addition--"

"Also help look at that guy."

"That idiot looked okay on the surface, but in fact always hid his thoughts in his stomach. He was so stubborn that he was working hard by himself... It was very hard."

Tang Bingyao nodded seriously:

"I will take care of Fengzi."

Then she looked at An Xin: "Baozi, you get better soon. When you come back and look at Fengzi by yourself, you will feel more at ease."

An Xin smiled and shook her fist at Tang Bingyao: "Well, you are working hard, I am here... and I won't relax."

……

The bus stopped in front of Heathrow Airport.

Everyone got out of the car and removed the suitcases one after another, and then looked at each other.

Number One smiled:

"That's almost there."

"Everyone, see you after you return home."

Leader Zhang, the chief of the God club, looked at the number one and bowed solemnly:

"This time... Thank you for your hard work."

Behind him, the other members of the God team also bowed to the seniors, including the number one.

The number one took it calmly.

This time the finals is not just a journey for the players of the three LPL teams. As a special coach, he also put a lot of hard work on the stage and behind the scenes.

Lin Feng looks at Number One:

"Senior, don't you go back to Shanghai together?"

Number one laughs: "Well, your Xiaowu sister and I will go to the Imperial Capital first. Your second and fourth seniors have to rush back to North America. There is something to do. The only one going back with you is the third. People."

Lin Feng took a look at No.3:

"That's it..."

No. 3 raised eyebrows, a little unhappy: "What's wrong, you're not happy? I haven't protested yet, okay."

Indeed, although it seems that one person returns to the magic capital this time, it seems a lot more leisurely than the other four companions, but in fact, the next task of No.3 is also not much easier.

This season is over, but the so-called special coach's position has not been removed from the shoulders of several generations of legends in the national service, but by default, it will continue.

No. 3 glanced at the members of the God team unkindly:

"One by one... but all prepare for me."

"The next training~IndoMTL.com~I won't be polite anymore."

A group of God players looked at each other, and then brushed their heads together:

"Understood!"

There is no hesitation.

Only firmness.

Slightly caught off guard by this response attitude, Number Three showed a somewhat unexpected look, and then the corners of her mouth slowly curled up:

"Sure, it's interesting."

"Then I will wait and see."

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