After checking out and paying the bill, everyone left the hot pot restaurant. When they walked out of the store, they looked up and saw that there were already stars. They had been busy for a day, and it was almost time to go back and have a good rest.

So everyone still took three taxis back to the Hilton Hotel, came to the lobby, took the elevator together in the elevator to the 16th floor, and prepared to say goodbye to each in front of the elevator door.

"Go back and have a rest."

No. 1 raised his eyebrows and looked at everyone in front of him, and said casually.

Naturally, everyone nodded repeatedly.

Then No. 1 and No. 5 walked back to their room first, swiped the door card and opened the door. No. 5 looked at his fiancé until he closed the door and said with a smile:

"It feels like Xiao Feng and the others have other plans."

In fact, the two of them had seen some of the secret eyes exchange movements of their juniors in the morning, but they had not taken the initiative to point them out.

No. 1's mouth curled:

"It's normal..."

"After being caught by the boy surnamed Han, there will be a ghost if these brats can sit tonight."

No. 5 nodded, and was a little worried: "But if it's too late, it won't be enough to not have a rest."

No. 1 smiled: "Don't worry about this. Let them go to the competition. There are no things like motivation and fighting spirit."

On the corridor outside the room, when watching the two seniors disappear, the snowy night song, Shi Hang and others suddenly became energetic:

"Let's go!"

"Go to the 7th floor to the 7th floor!"

Lin Feng then realized it and realized: "Ah, what you said before wasn't going to eat the second wave..."

It was directly exchanged for Shi Hang's eyes: "Is this the second wave of eating ghosts? You can't eat enough hot pot?"

Lin Feng wondered: "What are you doing on the seventh floor?"

...

The World Finals of this League of Legends S6 are about to come. Almost half of the floors and rooms of the Hilton Hotel next to the Milton Stadium were contracted and booked by professional team clubs in various competition areas and staff from various official telecommunications associations.

Basically, each competition area occupies an entire floor.

On the 7th floor, there are five conference rooms that are used to conduct exchange training matches between clubs and teams in each competition area in the next few days.

Just in front of the club, Fu Xiaochenxing borrowed the door card key from the training room from the leader of his club. Now everyone came to the seventh floor to find the corresponding room number and door number. The former swiped the door card and pushed the door first, and reached out to turn on the light on the wall.

The originally dark training room suddenly turned on, and there was a spacious and bright space. The two rows of battle computers and seats were neatly arranged in a row. There was an LCD electronic display screen hanging on the wall opposite for tactical meetings and training to watch.

"Okay."

The Snow Night Song clapped his hands:

"Let's start practicing!"

At the same time, the other Tian Tian, ​​Shi Hang and Shadow Puppet were all ready to beat, and the flames of fighting spirit in their eyes began to burn.

Yes, everyone had already made such a decision when they paid the bill at the hot pot restaurant before.

rest?

What a joke? I heard news about F-Han Shihao tonight. Who can sleep easily? How broad is your heart to not mind?

Although the training for one night cannot help them easily catch up with the world's No. 1 mid laner, they all know this principle, but it is one thing to know it. If you don't do anything at night, then no one can overcome the hurdle in your heart.

Yes.

Everyone was holding their anger.

Why can people play the nightmare of gopher machine last until 10 minutes, and you and I can only struggle in a period of six or seven minutes?

What others can do... Why can't you and me do it?

No professional player who reaches their level is willing to fall behind.

"You are planning this," Lin Feng finally realized it, then looked at Shi Hang and the others: "And then I pulled me together?"

Shi Hang shrugged: "You are our royal aid. Can you justify us if we start practicing?"

The Snow Night Song is even more straightforward: "A word, can you fight?"

Lin Feng's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard this:

"beat."

"Why don't you fight!"

To put it bluntly, even Shi Hang Huangxue Ye Ge and the others will feel unyielding in competing, and someone will naturally be no exception.

His heart...had already been filled with anger.

...

The remaining Tang Bingyao, Zeng Rui and Li Shiyi agreed readily without any objection. Instead, Zeng Rui looked at An Xin next to him with a little care, worried about the latter's physical condition, while the girl smiled and waved her hand to show her no harm to her companions.

So there were just ten people in the training room that had just gathered up two teams for training and battle.

Even in the lineup, there are basically all ADC support from top singles jungler to mid lane, and there is nothing more than an extra mid lane, but Lin Feng can make up for the position at any time and go to the top lane to play against Hotan Tian.

Turn on the computer and log in to the game.

The first training match will soon begin.

After 30 minutes, the first match ended. Everyone did not care about the outcome of winning or losing. They pulled out the video recorded and put it on the electronic screen hanging on the wall to start a round of review analysis and discussion.

“This is a good start to Eleven.”

"But Baozi is also very good at dealing with it. If the weak jungler heroes set the route like this in the early stage, their development will not be affected much."

"The bottom lane is a total balanced lineup, so the blue side's disadvantage is really a problem with the operational ability. A Zeng's assistant Jerra is fine. Tangtang, your laning details are a bit poor. Look here for 4 minutes..."

"A Xing's laning match is perfect, I can't find any fault."

"Old Shi, you're so dead in this wave, you're completely dead because you didn't keep up with your reaction speed?"

Half of the review analysis and discussion revolve around tactics as a whole, while most of the others are consciously focused on the issue of the ability to operate the hand speed.

While reviewing the meeting, Tang Bingyao's goblock game console in front was also taken over in turn in the hands of everyone. Each person took the time to challenge a game and continued to adapt to the game and hone his speed.

Then the review ended and the second game continued.

The battle is over.

The lights on the corridor on the seventh floor of Hilton Hotel are soft and dim. The door of the training room is empty, but there are still bright lights coming out from the inside, mixed with the sound of pressing buttons that sound from time to time and various enthusiastic disputes.

It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening, as the training room door was creaking and pushed open, the people who were continuing the third game review discussion welcomed the first guest.

Nian Shisan came in with his head and looked at the people sitting in front of the electronic screen, with a stunned look on his face:

"Did I rely on you to fight like this?"

"Is there still training for meetings now?"

Lin Feng greeted: "Oh, Lao Shisan is here, sit down and have a meeting together."

Nian Shisan: "...I haven't eaten dinner yet!"

Shi Hang beside him kindly handed over a pack of potato chips:

"Please make do with your stomach."
Chapter completed!