When Lin Feng woke up early in the morning, after washing up in the dormitory, he followed three roommates in his dormitory to go to the teaching building to class with his messy hair and misty sleepy eyes.

In the early morning, yellow leaves are scattered by the roadside, and the breeze blowing brings the coolness of autumn.

The students holding the textbooks were rushing.

It seems that everything is back on track.

Compared to the tense and depressing finals schedule of more than a month ago, the days after returning to campus like this seem to be the state that a freshman should have.

Lin Feng and several roommates were walking on the way to the teaching building. Qiu Le looked down at his phone while walking, muttering:

"Hey, it's strange... Why haven't you seen the online God team issue an official announcement?"

Feng Tao came over and took a look on Qiu Le's mobile phone screen:

"Have you sent it yet?"

"It's a little strange..."

Chen Zhuang, who was slaughtered by three roommates at a midnight snack stall last night, was still touching his cramped wallet and feeling a little painful. Hearing the conversation between Qiu Le and Feng Tao, he was slightly distracted:

"Yes, the game has been over for two or three days, right?"

"In the past, it was time to speak out."

indeed.

Under normal circumstances, various professional team clubs in the national server LPL have their own official accounts on major online platforms, which are used to interact with fans and netizens, or to send relevant event reports in real time.

If you win the game, you will naturally have to report good news. If you lose the game, you will sincerely apologize and review yourself.

The finals ended, and all three teams of the national server LPL teams were defeated. In theory, no matter what, they should post a status explanation and apologize deeply to fans and netizens. However, two or three days have passed, and the public opinion trend on the Internet has passed, but there has been no official account of KG, Sushui and God-Hand of God have come out to express their opinions.

It was so quiet that it was a little strange.

"Isn't it because I was hit too hard and didn't recover, right?"

Qiu Le guessed, and then worried: "This is not possible. You can get up from wherever you fall. It's right to lose this year, but you have to clean up your form and play next year's game!"

Feng Tao nodded in agreement: "And it's not a big deal to keep silent. Fans are worried, so they should express their opinions."

The three people in the dormitory 514 looked at Lin Feng in unison.

Lin Feng shook his head:

"Don't look at me, I don't know this."

In the past few days, the players and players of the three LPL teams, including God, have re-entered the new round of preparation and training, and their mental state has been found. However, such as the official account's statement and statement, it is actually not within the jurisdiction of the players.

This is an issue that the club's leader, manager and even relevant club media departments and senior management need to consider.

Of course, Lin Feng could vaguely guess a little reason.

However, it is not convenient to tell the speculations about that aspect to the roommates around you for the time being.

Anyway...

It should be about to see the truth.

...

In the morning, there was still a professional course in the teaching building. Lin Feng still didn't see the Japanese girl in the classroom. He was a little confused, but he didn't think too much about it.

At noon, Lin Feng received a call during lunch.

It was Chu Fangnan who called him and sent him an unexpected news.

"Do you have time in the afternoon? Brother Fang wants to see you."

Someone on the phone was stunned for a while while holding the phone. When he was curious about Chu Fangnan, Vice President Chu on the other end of the phone just shook his head:

"I don't know the specifics."

"Anyway, you'll know when you go, you should have some serious business."

There is nothing wrong with this.

After all, although we have known each other for many years, the frequency of meeting between Lin Feng and the current president of the Shanghai Branch of the China Television Association is very low, and every meeting is bound to have important matters.

Originally, there were another non-grade point courses to be taken in the afternoon, but since such a thing happened temporarily, the plan would have to be slightly changed.

"You've just been back for class for a few days and asked for leave again?"

Qiu Le couldn't help but wonder.

Lin Feng, who explained the situation simply to several roommates, also scratched his head:

"Well... there's no way."

“There are still quite a lot of things happening recently.”

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

Lin Feng came to Fang Hao's president's office.

When acquaintances meet, they don’t need to be very polite. Fang Hao put down a document and material that had just been reviewed before the table, looked up at Lin Feng, and smiled:

"I know you're busy recently, so I won't talk about it anymore, let's talk about some key things."

"A month and a half, do you know?"

Lin Feng nodded honestly: "Senior No. 1 and the others said it."

Fang Hao nodded and shook his head again:

"To be precise, there are 43 days left and two days have passed."

Lin Feng raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this. Although he still didn't know what would happen in forty-three days, if it could be counted down so specifically, at least "this thing" should be sure.

Seeing Lin Feng raising his eyebrows, Fang Hao smiled:

"Don't worry, in a few days, you will know what's going on. The reason I don't tell you now is that the matter is still in the final discussion and coordination stage. Your senior No. 1 and others were in the imperial capital recently, and they were discussing related matters with President Lin."

Hearing a familiar name from Fang Hao's mouth, Lin Feng's expression did not change, he just nodded:

"Well, I think so."

Fang Hao looked at Lin Feng:

"So, how are you preparing here?"

Lin Feng grabbed his hair: "It's okay, the last top pick has been found, and the team has been gathered."

Hearing this sentence, Fang Hao's face showed a hint of joy: "Oh? How good is it?"

If it were a normal team, even if the lineup members of some professional teams were adjusted and replaced, it would not have made him, the president of the Shanghai Television Association branch, have any interest, but the boy in front of him is an exception.

The person in front of him... has always been the biggest hope in the LPL region in his eyes.

Lin Feng thought for a while and gave his own answer:

"I have strong personal abilities and good talent, which is similar to Tangtang."

I am familiar with the team that someone is in and some of his friends and teammates, so Lin Feng's brief comment made Fang Hao's face more happy:

"Is it similar to Tangtang?"

"That's amazing, you're lucky."

Lin Feng said "Hmm": "But it takes more time to practice."

Fang Hao's face also showed a serious expression again:

"good."

"But you really have to hurry up."

"Since you have gathered the team, in the next forty days, you have to prioritize how to unite the team into a rope and truly turn the five people into a tacit team."

Speaking of this, Fang Hao seemed to think of something again, looked at Lin Feng and gave a casual command:

“By the way.”

"If you have time in the past two days, you can ask Anan to get a few forms."

"Fill in the information about the few people in your team now."

Lin Feng stopped hearing this and nodded:

"good."

The update is delivered, and it seems that it will be on a business trip again tomorrow... The update time should still be stable every night.
Chapter completed!