Chapter 37 Appetite
While waiting for the bus on the roadside, Lin Feng and No. 3 chatted a few more words, and the topic returned to Chen Ting.
It can be seen that No. 3 is very satisfied with the new top-single player of the team brought by Lin Feng today. Although he did not directly praise someone, if it were on weekdays, this top legend of the previous generation of the Chinese server would not have so much interest in chatting with someone.
"This is a kid named Chen Ting, it's really good."
No. 3 gave this evaluation:
"It's more to my liking than a fat man."
Lin Feng showed an expression of agreement: "Well, I felt it the first time I saw him. You are almost the same style as Senior No. 3."
Every professional player has his own style of playing and temperament.
The morning stars at dawn are meticulous and steady.
Nian Thirteen is the reckless man of absolute violence.
The Snow Night Song also emphasizes offensive aggressiveness and likes to seek opportunities to win while fighting for life.
Autum
He is good at overall overall planning and has no omissions.
Phoe
ix is a kind of warm water, but it can hardly grind people to death.
Nowadays, the top professional top laners in the world are also divided into one group. The most representative ones at the moment should be Wolf, Tian Tian, Seve
and The-Swo
d.
The styles of the first three are more stable and are better at the cooperation between team fights and teammates in the middle and late stages.
The last one took the fierce attack to the extreme, with the domineering aura of not being able to fight against me and invincible to me.
And as for Chen Ting
But it does not belong to either of these two schools.
"In terms of strength, there must be a little gap compared to those guys."
Even if he was a new teammate who was optimistic about, Lin Feng was still very realistic when making analysis and evaluation. He paused and added:
"but"
"In terms of style, I think Lao Chen is more reasonable than any of the top top laners of Fatty."
indeed.
Not only does Tian Tian, Wolf have the ability to cooperate perfectly with the team, but also has The-Swo in terms of personal operational offensiveness.
d. Generally, aggression is like fire and strong belief in winning.
If the two can be perfectly compatible, there will be no suspense in the future, and an extremely terrifying top laner will appear in the world professional e-sports circle.
What is even more commendable is that Lin Feng could see that Chen Ting had a subtle balance point in these two schools.
And polished the prototype of his own style system.
Although it is just a prototype.
But the future is promising.
Especially Lin Feng knew that the "complete body" of this style system does exist, and he was standing next to him at this moment.
Thinking of this, Lin Feng couldn't help but look at No. 3 beside him.
Speaking of this style of integrated offense and defense, and its style of playing wildly and unrestrainedly, the senior No. 3 in front of him is the real master.
It is a model that can truly achieve the ultimate offensive and team battles, and perfectly integrate them for your own use.
This is already almost the top realm of the Four Emperors.
Someone even suspected that even if the current senior No. 3 is still a short distance from the highest threshold, it will really start to fight.
Still not afraid of anyone, perhaps even the senior number one.
Noticed someone's eyes, No. 3 turned his head to look over:
"what?"
Someone smiled: "Senior, one and a half months"
No. 3 heard it inexplicably: "This is the order No. 1 gave you. Why did you use it on me?"
"What level can Old Chen reach in a month and a half?" Someone humbly asked for advice, but his eyes were shining: "Try The-Swo
Is this enough?”
Number three was silent for a moment.
Reply to one word:
"roll."
...
It happened that a taxi stopped in front of the two of them.
Someone got into the car quite quickly, and before leaving, he didn't forget to roll down the window and wave to No. 3 and Yitong:
"Senior, I'll leave it to you."
"A month and a half, I'm waiting to receive the goods!"
After saying that, before waiting for No. 3 to respond, someone quickly rolled up the window and took a taxi under the accelerator.
"This brat."
No. 3 shook his head helplessly, looked at the shadow of the taxi leaving, and narrowed his eyes slightly:
"A month and a half..."
The difficulty is a bit too high, but it's not impossible to try it out.
No. 3 stretched out indifferently, but his figure seemed to be gradually straightened under the reflection of the street lights.
There was a vague aura that was indescribable, slowly rising from the top legend of the previous generation of the national server.
Just like, the peerless sword slowly unsheathed and lit up its sharp edge.
(It's rare to meet a boy who suits his wishes.)
(perhaps……)
(This time, I can really enjoy myself more.)
...
While sitting in the taxi, Lin Feng received a call from Su Xue.
After two days of returning to the Magic City, Su Da's commentator finally recovered from his busy schedule. Then he remembered that he seemed to have a younger brother who needed to worry about. He asked someone on the phone a few questions about someone's situation. After learning that someone had just come out of the God Club base, he asked if he wanted to stay home for one night. After receiving a negative answer, he hung up the phone simply:
"Really, I still want to bring me some midnight snack if you go home."
After muttering and complaining for a few words, a beeping sound came from the other end of the phone.
Lin Feng held his cell phone, thought about it, and suddenly realized:
By the way, Lao Ye still owe three late-night snacks.
I have to remember to come back and ask him to cash in...
He recorded this matter carefully in the memorandum, and Lin Feng called Zeng Rui and Tang Bingyao respectively.
Zeng Rui stayed in school all day today, and Fudan's schoolwork was quite nervous and heavy, but with his academic master's attributes, he was quite at ease to deal with it. In addition, on the phone, Zeng Rui mentioned that he had returned to Fudan E-sports Club. Hearing his president Qiu Yijie, it seems that there is another game to play in the Magic City recently, so he also asked about the situation of Lin Feng's school E-sports Club.
Lin Feng's attitude towards this kind of thing was optional, but he just explained casually that he had not been too busy recently to understand the event arrangements of the e-sports club. If there is really a competition, he may not have time to participate.
Zeng Rui expressed his understanding. When he was chatting for a few more words, he was about to hang up the phone. Only then did someone on this end suddenly remember the important thing:
"By the way, I'm looking for the top lane here."
Zeng Rui on the other end of the phone was obviously stunned:
"Ah? What top laner?"
Lin Feng explained happily: "Our team's top laner! We have gathered all the people!"
Zeng Rui: "...You only remembered to tell me about this kind of thing?"
Chapter completed!