Rise

After winning the first round of knockout rounds and advancing to the next round, Lin Feng and others from the Shanghai Electric Association team did not stay at the competition venue any longer, and just put on their schoolbags and walked away.

Although there are two sets of competitions to follow, according to the information collected by Zeng Rui, among the eight teams on the East China Medical University campus, except for East China Medical University, the other teams are only mediocre in strength.

There is nothing to be wary of.

And even if you are playing a game, you don't need to tense up from beginning to end. When it's time to relax, you still have to relax and adjust your state.

So Lin Feng enthusiastically proposed:

"Let's go eat together!"

"Celebration party!"

Zeng Rui rubbed the temples on his forehead and was speechless:

"It's only the first knockout round, what's there to celebrate?"

Lin Feng said plausibly: "Of course it's worth celebrating. This is our first step in the National College League!"

Zeng Rui glanced sideways at Lin Feng:

"After the second knockout round, the third round and the fourth round, do we have to celebrate every time we win?"

Lin Feng touched his chin:

"Well...it's not impossible."

Then someone happily decided:

"Then let's do it like this! Every time we win, we have a celebration banquet! Hahahaha, this will also be very helpful for everyone's morale!"

Snapped!

Shi Shiran took back her fair and slender little hand and gave Lin Feng a slap in the face. An Xin smiled as if nothing had happened and answered:

"Of course you don't need to do it so frequently in the future, otherwise it would be too wasteful."

"But today, it happens to be early, so let's have a meal together~"

Lin Feng held his head and complained a little bit:

"That's not what I said, why do you want to hit me..."

Zhang Hao looked at Lin Feng sympathetically and said, "Fengzi, please stop saying a few words.

Be careful of getting beaten again."

Zeng Rui nodded slightly:

"Okay, let's just find a place to have a meal."

Tang Bingyao raised her hand to express her opinion:

"Want to eat."

…

Indeed, it is impossible to eat something as strong as hot pot every time. In the spirit of convenience and time saving, Lin Feng and the five members of the team found a small restaurant on the roadside and sat in, ordering a few dishes and soup. , just eat a healthy meal of white rice.

"Come on, let's drink to our first victory today!"

Lin Feng happily raised the wine glass in his hand, but the glass was only filled with juice.

Originally, he enthusiastically proposed to celebrate without having to drink two glasses of wine, but he was immediately pushed back by An Xin's signature "kind" smile and a "Do you want to die" that was laughed out of hand like a joke? .

Even Tang Bingyao subconsciously moved a small stool and sat a little further away from Lin Feng. She felt murderous intent.

Not to mention that Zhang Hao shuddered:

This, this bun is so scary when he smiles kindly!

"Do you want to die" kind of words...

It doesn’t feel like it’s a joke at all! !

However, even if you don't drink, it is indeed worth celebrating with a toast.

"The day after tomorrow is the second round of eliminations."

"After the match, you will be promoted directly, and then there will be the top 32 knockout rounds in the entire East China Division."

Lin Feng was counting enthusiastically, and finally slapped his thigh:

"Hey, we have to fight all the way to the end!"

"The championships in the regional competition and the national finals are all ours!"

An Xin rolled her eyes at Lin Feng angrily: "If you think so far, the national finals are still early."

Zeng Rui subconsciously reached out and rubbed his forehead and temples, and answered in a calm and indifferent tone:

"Here in the East China Medical University competition area, we should have no problem advancing to the next round."

"But the next elimination of the top 32 in the East China Division will not be that simple."

"Other teams are not afraid, but Zhejiang University and Fudan..."

"You can't help but be careful."

With Zeng Rui's character, being able to make such high evaluations of teams such as Zhejiang University and Fudan University would definitely not be the slightest bit exaggerated or overestimated.

Because these two teams respectively achieved fourth and third place in the national finals in the last National College League.

A truly formidable opponent.

…

"I heard that the school teams of Fudan University and Zhejiang University even hired tactical coaches." Zhang Hao added next to him.

Lin Feng waved his hand nonchalantly:

"It's okay! They have coaches, and so do we!"

"For tactical planning and command, it would be great if Baozi and Xiao Zeng are here!"

"It's definitely no problem!"

The tone of voice was solemn, and someone's confidence in An Xin and Zeng Rui was simply stronger than the two of them themselves.

Zeng Rui frowned, but did not refute Lin Feng's words, but still said calmly:

"In terms of tactics and command, it's really not a big problem."

"But if our opponents are equally well-prepared in this regard, we can't expect to take too many advantages when we meet Zhejiang University and Fudan University and rely on tactical things."

An Xin on the side nodded slightly and answered with a smile:

"Yes."

"So if you meet that kind of team, if you want to win, it depends more on everyone's performance and performance on the field."

Zhang Hao's expression also became a little solemn and solemn:

"Well, I'll do my best on this side of the road."

Tang Bingyao also nodded her little head to express her understanding.

Lin Feng looked around and scratched his hair: "Oh, you just want me to carry you, right?"

An Xin replied with a smile:

"If you understand it this way, there's no problem."

Zeng Rui also glanced at Lin Feng and added coldly: "If you can really hit a single player and carry the whole game."

Lin Feng waved his hand and laughed confidently:

"You should have told me earlier!"

"This kind of thing can be taken care of by me, hahahaha!"

The black line on his forehead couldn't help but appear. Zeng Rui glanced at An Xin next to him subconsciously, and couldn't help but think of the previous evaluation of Lin Feng that the girl had made to him.

Although today's game did make people with his personality involuntarily be infected and influenced by someone's unique personality charm, it also caused his evaluation and impression of someone to change even more...

But at this moment.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly as he looked at Lin Feng, who was looking confident. Zeng Rui had to doubt again:

This guy……

Is it really possible to be invincible in the middle lane in this National College League?

…

jingle bell jingle bell jingle bell

A pleasant cell phone ringtone rang. Lin Feng touched his pocket and suddenly realized that it was a call from Chu Fangnan. He then quickly picked up the call without any ambiguity:

"Hello, Brother Chu?"

Chu Fangnan's gentle laughter came from the other end of the phone:

"Is the game over?"

Lin Feng chuckled and replied: "The fight is over, the fight is over! 2-0, we will play the next round the day after tomorrow~"

Chu Fangnan was a little happy when he heard it: "Not bad, not bad. Keep up the good condition."

Lin Feng was full of confidence: "Brother Chu, don't worry! I told you earlier that the championship will definitely be ours!"

Chu Fangnan smiled: "Okay, okay, then I will wait and see. When the time comes for the top 32 in the East China Division, I will go to the scene to cheer you on."

Chu Fangnan had no other purpose in making this call, that is, he simply wanted to know about the performance of the Shanghai Electric Association team in the first round of knockout matches today. He himself was busy in various ways all day today and was not able to make it for the first time. Understand the situation of each division at once.

After such a phone call, Chu Fangnan naturally felt at ease.

After hanging up the phone, Chu Fangnan, who was in the office of the president of the Shanghai E-Sports Association Headquarters, put away his phone, raised his head and looked at the man sitting at the desk in front of him, and said with a smile:

"Won."

Fang Hao nodded slightly, with a happy smile on his face:

"good."

Chu Fangnan smiled and added: "That guy Xiaofeng was still promising me just now, saying that this year's championship will definitely be theirs. They are very confident."

Fang Hao also laughed:

"That boy..."

"As long as I can get back the confidence and momentum I had back then."

"It's just a national college league, so of course it's impossible to keep him."

As he said that, Fang Hao paused again, raised his head and slowly looked out the window at the darkening sky of the Demon City, with a trace of deep and complex emotions flashing in his eyes:

"but"

"not enough."

"Still... too slow."