Rise Chapter 171: Going crazy
Class 7 classroom in high school.
A math class is underway, and the stern middle-aged math teacher is teaching on the podium in a mechanical tone as if hypnotizing.
The classmates under the podium were drowsy and almost fell down a lot. Except for a few students, many classmates reluctantly tried to persevere, but they couldn't help but start to doze off.
As if in the last row of the second group, Ouyang has already slept three times.
Suddenly awakened from sleep three times, and for the first time vigilantly glanced around and then looked at the math teacher on the podium, Ouyang finally felt relieved and was ready to continue to fall asleep.
At this moment, he suddenly looked at Lin Feng next to him in astonishment, astonished as a heavenly man:
"I rely on Fengzi, why are you still so energetic?"
"You don't need to sleep in math class!?"
Because Lin Feng is immersed in writing on a piece of paper at this time.
After writing a piece of paper, take a closer look, shake your head, and throw the paper away.
Open another piece of paper and continue writing on it.
Ouyang couldn't help but leaned forward curiously:
"Fengzi, what are you writing--"
As a result, before he could see what Lin Feng had written on the paper, the corner of his eyes swept to the podium. The math teacher was about to turn his head and look over here, suddenly scared him to shrink his head and hurry. Give up your plan.
Lin Feng didn't pay attention to Ouyang beside him at all, and he didn't even care about the math teacher on the podium.
He stared at the content of the paper in front of him from the beginning to the end, and at the same time, he kept making various calculations in his heart.
ban selection.
The arrangement of the lineup position.
The style of play of the team in the Shanghai Foreign Affairs Office.
The alignment ability and operating habits of the players in each position.
All the factors and variables flashed through Lin Feng's mind constantly, and then one by one was tried to disassemble and analyze, and then tried to find a way to deal with it.
Lin Feng is actually not good at such things.
So such a huge amount of calculations will also make him feel extremely mentally exhausted.
With this calculation, he has almost continued all night from last night to now, and his eyes are bloodshot:
(Not right.)
(No, right, right!)
(This is not enough, it’s still wrong!)
(Must...a more suitable way must be found!)
……
Every night after school, everyone in the e-sports team will continue to gather together to go to the Internet cattle and Internet cafes to play groups for training.
Generally speaking, this kind of training camp started with a few players from the e-sports team except Lin Feng. Occasionally, Ouyang would replace him and play two rounds, and then Lin Feng would watch and point out the presence of everyone in the team. Some questions and suggestions for amendments are given.
This is not the case on this day.
Lin Feng watched the formation of the e-sports team from the beginning to the end, but said nothing.
In the end, everyone in the e-sports team couldn’t help but fall on Lin Feng’s body, but only saw the latter shook his head and said, “You continue to practice, I’ll go to the next computer to play solo. Two games".
Then he really ran to the side by himself, opened another computer, and played solo.
"What's the situation with Feng, Feng Ge?"
Liu Yue looked dumbfounded at Lin Feng, who had already opened a single row not far away, and couldn't help but mutter.
Wei Dong said with some uncertainty: "Yes...we performed too badly today, is Fengzi angry?"
Ouyang wondered: "No, I think it was okay just now, right?"
Yang Fan helped his glasses and said calmly:
"But this kind of ‘okay’ status is definitely not enough to be marked with the attached middle school."
Everyone in the e-sports team suddenly became silent.
Because they all know that Yang Fan’s words are right, they can be considered good with their current strength and the state of the formation just now, but if they are facing the Shanghai Foreign Affiliated Middle School team...
There is still not much chance of winning.
Ren Rou shook her fist, cheering on the team members:
"It's okay, just work hard!"
"Even if we really lose at that time, we have to show our demeanor, then there will be no regrets!"
……
Not enough.
Ren Rou's words to encourage everyone in the e-sports club team are indeed quite right.
But for Lin Feng, that's not enough.
He wants more than a "work hard without regret".
He wants to win.
He will take the 13th High E-Sports Team to defeat the Shanghai Foreign High School, and even win the championship of the Shanghai 16th High School League.
He watched the previous team platoon training very seriously.
He didn't make any comments or suggestions because he was angry with several teammates in the team, because he knew that whether it was Liu Yue, Yang Fan, Wei Dong, or even the substitute Ouyang, they had worked hard enough.
But not enough.
Lin Feng clearly sees the strength of everyone in the e-sports team now, and there is no difference between the conclusions he has been writing and calculating on paper before.
Such strength is not enough to defeat the Shanghai Foreign-Attached Middle School team.
It is unrealistic to want everyone in the team to have a qualitative leap in strength in a short period of time.
So Lin Feng took all the responsibilities to himself.
This is the only conclusion he calculated after exhausting his mind and energy--
The overall overall strength of the team is not enough, so rely on him alone to forcibly make up, and force the strength of the entire team up!
All the pressure...
Leave it to him alone!
So he decisively gave up the supervision and training of several teammates and companions of the team, and began to immerse himself in training his state.
Now Lin Feng has only one thought in his mind:
As long as he is strong enough.
As long as he can play that kind of absolute crushing carry effect.
Then even facing the Shanghai Foreign-Attached Middle School team, he can lead the 13th High Team to victory!
(So—)
(To become stronger.)
(To carry more.)
(To... to win!!)
In the game screen on the computer screen, a blue mid laner Yasuo has already defeated the opponent purple mid laner Xerath under the control of Lin Feng.
At this time, Lin Feng's eyes were still red with palpitations.
……
Lin Feng is a little confused.
When I was in an Internet cafe, I was alone in a row.
After I got home, I opened a Hanbok agent and kept going to the single row by myself.
I worked hard to exercise my state.
Desperately trying to improve his strength faster.
After finishing the qualifying, I took out a small book and racked my brains on it to write and plan, calculating various factors and situations, and doing everything possible to rely on my own in the subsequent semi-finals. Lilai carry the team to victory.
It's not that he doesn't believe in the teammates of the eSports team.
This is caused by his character.
Like the S1 finals back then, Lin Feng at that time determined that what he had to shoulder was the most important task and was under tremendous pressure. After the final defeat, he was discouraged and believed that those were all him. One's fault.
It's like now.
He also stubbornly continued to put pressure on himself, and he would bear all the burdens of facing the Shanghai Foreign Affiliated Middle School team by himself.
And all of this is because the three previous games between KG and SSK gave him too much excitement.
Makes his mentality no longer right.
But he is just a person.
He is not a god.
Under such a huge pressure, I have to continue to put pressure on myself, gritted my teeth and kept in a row to forcibly continue to improve my strength, and my bloodshot red eyes are racking my brains to study new tactical ideas. ...
But this kind of gritted teeth desperately consumes the body and mind is absolutely tremendous.
Day after day, Lin Feng’s physical and mental state is getting worse and worse, and his eyes are getting redder. Su Xue at home is too worried but is helpless and doesn’t know how to persuade him. The e-sports club in school Everyone in the team can only become more and more worried, but they can only watch Lin Feng continue to do this, and they can do nothing.
"Tangtang...you go and persuade Fengzi."
Yang Fan couldn't help looking for Tang Bingyao.
Ouyang also tried desperately to persuade him: "Yes, yeah, he must listen to you for the relationship between the two of you!"
But Tang Bingyao also shook his head in distress:
"I won't persuade--"
"It's useless."
Of course, she also persuaded, as early as two days ago, she had tried to persuade Lin Feng not to be so desperate, but there was no slight effect.
Moreover... Although she and Lin Feng are close, they really don't have the so-called "relationship".
It was until this time ~IndoMTL.com~ all the people around Lin Feng discovered that although Lin Feng usually looks like a cheerful, talkative and temperamental, but this is really hard and stubborn about one thing, None of them, including Su Xue and Tang Bingyao, had the slightest way.
"What should I do?"
"I can't just watch Fengzi continue like this--"
Ouyang jumped in a hurry.
Ren Rou's eyes also have a deep look of anxiety and worry:
"Is there no one to help persuade Fengzi?"
Time has come to a new week.
On Monday, the students from the 13th High School returned to school after two weekend breaks.
And also on this day--
The seventh class of high school welcomed a new classmate who transferred to another school.