That night, Zeng Rui at home quickly completed all his homework with an astonishing and exaggerated efficiency without any effort. Then, sitting at the table, he rubbed his temples on his forehead, thought for a long time, and took out his cell phone.

According to the mobile phone number given to him by Chu Fangnan, vice president of the e-sports association, dialed in.

Dou-Dou-Dou-Dou-

The phone is connected.

Lin Feng's vague voice came from the other end of the microphone:

"Hey? Who are you?"

Listening to someone's familiar voice, Zeng Rui took a deep breath and spoke calmly:

"I, Zeng Rui."

Lin Feng on the other end of the phone suddenly realized:

"Oh Xiao Zeng! Hey, why do you have my phone number? Oh oh yes, it was Brother Chu who gave it to you!"

Zeng Rui's eyelids couldn't help but twitch and thump when he was screaming by the words "Xiao Zeng", but he forced himself to ignore the title and continued to say calmly:

"President Chu has also told you."

"The matter of the National College League."

Lin Feng was in high spirits: "Oh yes, I said it, hahaha, we will be teammates in the future. Don't worry, I will carry you!"

Zeng Rui's eyelids jumped again, and he couldn't help but feel the urge to beat someone up.

(calm.)

(calm.)

Taking a deep breath, Zeng Rui said coldly:

"The game is next month. Since we are teammates next time, we must hurry up and train and get some training and running together, otherwise I don't want you to be dragged down by your cooperation issues at that time."

Lin Feng laughed:

"Don't worry, I definitely won't. I'm very strong!"

"This championship must be ours!"

champion?

If possible, Zeng Rui had twitching his forehead, and he couldn't help but want to ask "Where did you get the confidence?", but his strong restraint still made him hold it back and said in a cold tone:

"Being confident is one thing, and training cannot be delayed."

"Set a time, and after school tomorrow night, find an Internet cafe, and the five of us meet again first."

Lin Feng agreed readily: "Oh okay! Then it's good tomorrow night."

Zeng Rui nodded coldly: "Then let's contact you tomorrow. If there is nothing else, I'll hang up first."

Lin Feng: "Hey? Why are you doing so urgently? You haven't written your homework yet-"

The words have not ended.

There was already a busy sound of "beeping" in the phone microphone.

After hanging up the phone, Zeng Rui took another deep breath before he could barely calm down his mood that could hardly help but get mad.

But the temple on his forehead was still beating slightly:

(That guy…)

(It's really worth a beating.)

...

Lin Feng, who was also eating a late-night snack chicken chop at home, put down his cell phone with regret:

"That Xiao Zeng hung up the phone very urgently..."

"I also want to talk to him about the past."

Su Xue, who was standing beside her, couldn't help rolling her eyes:

"Didn't you and him just played in the Sixteenth School League? Where can I tell you the old story?"

The two of them just started a live broadcast together and played a double-row roster. Now they ordered a big chicken steak that was taking a midnight snack. The fans and viewers in the live broadcast room were filled with grief and angrily accusing:

"Too much!"

"The unscrupulous League of Legends anchors have a midnight snack together to earn one million a month."

"Have you considered the feelings of the water lovers??"

But anyway, Su Xue and Lin Feng both ate with relish, so Su Xue asked Lin Feng more:

"Hey, the captain of Shanghai Middle School... I was so angry, why did you call me?"

Lin Feng's answer was quite straightforward:

"Oh, we will be teammates in the future. We will participate in the National College League together. He asked me to make an appointment with me to come out for training."

With a word, Su Xue was stunned:

"National College League!?"

At the same time, thousands of fans and players in the live broadcast room also exclaimed:

"Damn the National College League!?"

“What’s the situation??”

"Isn't Feng Feng a high school student? How can he participate in that kind of competition??"

After Lin Feng was eating big chicken chops while explaining the reason for the matter in a vague way, Su Xue's eyes suddenly lit up:

"Damn, there is such a good thing!?"

"There has never been such an exception before, right? This opportunity is quite rare!"

The fans in the live broadcast room were also excited and were happy for their anchor brother:

"Feng Feng keeps working!"

"Damn, the National College League, this weight is much heavier than the Sixteen College League!"

"My school also participated in South China Science and Technology, but there are many strong teams in the National College League, and there are many experts, Feng Feng remember not to underestimate the enemy."

"Come on, little anchor! Try to get another championship back!"

"Hahahaha if a high school student wins the National College League Championship, the cliff will be a sensation!"

Looking at the various encouraging barrages released in the live broadcast room, Lin Feng also clenched his fists with confidence and laughed:

"rest assured!"

"We have decided to win this championship hahahaha-"

...

"Lin Feng!"

"Tang Bingyao."

"An Xin."

"Zeng Rui."

"Zhang Hao."

After school the next evening, the five members of the team that they had agreed to meet for the first time in an Internet cafe room were briefly introduced to each other.

Because it was the first time we met, both sides seemed a little unfamiliar and the atmosphere was a little stiff.

Lin Feng looked around and waved his hand carelessly:

"Hey, why are you so unfamiliar?"

"The next one is your teammate, don't be so polite!"

"Here, let me introduce it again. This is a bun, this is Tangtang. You two can just call me Fengzi!"

With Lin Feng's natural and self-professional presence, the atmosphere of the crowd in the private room immediately became much more relaxed.

An Xin smiled: "Yes, in the next month or two, everyone will be teammates. There is no need to be so polite."

Zhang Hao, the top laner of the Shanghai Middle School team, grabbed his hair and smiled awkwardly:

"Well, it makes sense. If you don't mind, just call me Haozi."

For him, it is really exciting and nervous to be a teammate with two girls like An Xin and Tang Bingyao, who are impeccably stunning from their appearance to temperament.

Before coming out today, several other teammates in his e-sports club team were so envious of him that his eyes turned red.

Lin Feng nodded with satisfaction:

"Well, this is almost the same."

As he said that, he turned to look at Zeng Rui and patted the latter's shoulder carelessly:
To be continued...