At the end of the day, Lin Feng had still won the game, so Tang Bingyao didnât pursue the topic any further. Plus, one thing was clear. If she had continued playing, even with the enemy mid-laner disconnecting, she still wouldnât have necessarily won the game. The enemy ad-carry was so good that she wouldâve most likely been crushed before the game even reached the 20-minute mark. And yet, somehow Lin Feng had gone toe-to-toe with that Vayne. She couldnât help but look at him differently.
Lin Feng noticed Tang Bingyaoâs gaze and chuckled. âSo? What do you think? Didnât I tell you I was really good!?â
Tang Bingyao nodded.
Lin Feng mysteriously smiled. âWant to become just as good as me?â
Tang Bingyaoâs eyes lit up. She vigorously nodded. If she could become better, she could make even more money elo boosting! Suddenly, her gaze turned wary. This all seemed a little too easy. Perhaps this new transfer student was plotting something!
âDonât worry. I won't ask for money.â Lin Feng shook his head. After which he quickly added, âAs long as you join my team! If weâre teammates, Iâll always have time for you!â
âYou have a team?â Tang Bingyao asked incredulously.
âOh, uh⌠I technically donât right nowâŚâ Lin Feng scratched his head. Then, he pounded his chest and said with a confident smile, âBut I will! So, wanna join?â
Tang Bingyao directly shook her head. âNo thanks.â
âW-what, why?â Lin Feng asked in surprise.
âNot interested.â
âHmm⌠pro players make a lot of money. Winning the LPL nets you half a million, and winning Worlds gets you one million.â Lin Feng rubbed his chin as he tried a different approach. âThatâs in United States Dollars, of course.â
$1,000,000!
Tang Bingyaoâs heart shook. But she still shook her head. âIâm not good enough to be a pro.â She was well aware of her skill. A Draven one-trick pony. It was already hard enough for her to climb to Diamond 2. The gap between her and actual professionals was too large. Sure, money made her move. But that didnât mean she would chase after some impossible dream.
Lin Feng pounded his chest. âNo worries. I can make you a pro! Youâre really talented. Your reflexes and reaction speed are already close to a proâs! I donât even think most Masters and Challengers can compare to you!â
Though she enjoyed the praise, Tang Bingyao still shook her head.
Lin Feng bitterly smiled. âStill no? You donât think I can turn you into a pro?â
Tang Bingyao nodded. âCorrect, I donât.â
âTell me. How good do you think I am? That Vayne last game was probably a pro! But I went even with her!â Lin Feng persuaded.
âYou just told me you couldnât beat them,â Tang Bingyao reminded.
Lin Feng scratched his head with a wry smile. âYouâre right, but thatâs because Iâm rusty. Plus, Iâm not even an ad-carry main!â
However, despite Lin Fengâs attempts to persuade her, Tang Bingyao was still steadfast in her refusal. Lin Feng could only give up. He rubbed his chin. âRight! Do you usually come here to do your elo boosting?â
âYeah.â Tang Bingyao nodded, though she wasnât sure why Lin Feng was asking.
Lin Fengâs eyes lit up. âYou know thatâs not very efficient, right? You know, playing by yourself. How about I tag along and duo-queue with you? Free of charge of course.â His plan was very simple. As long as he could play the game with her, he could work on persuading her. The future was long. With enough perseverance, you could break down the sturdiest of walls.
âSo you can slowly convince me to join your team?â Tang Bingyao asked.
âDrats! Am I that obvious?â Lin Feng suddenly smiled and gave her a thumbs up. âYouâre right! Thatâs exactly the plan.â
âYou can try, but you wonât convince me.â Tang Bingyao shook her head.
âDonât worry. I wonât give up so easily!â Lin Feng replied.
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Su Xue opened the door for a somewhat downcast Lin Feng. She soon learned why, a burst of laughter escaping her lips. âYou really thought you could convince your classmate to form a professional team with you? Hahaha! You have to be out of your mind to think sheâd agree! Thatâs so funny! Hahaha!â
âWhat do you mean?â Lin Feng asked as he took off his shoes.
âPlease, letâs not even get into whether or not she believes you. This is only your first day at your new school. She barely even knows you! How do you expect her to agree?â
âThatâs why I said the future is long! Iâll try my best to convince her!â Lin Feng clenched his fist.
Su Xue cast Lin Feng the side-eye. âAre you listening to yourself? Just you and a girl from your class, and you want to make a professional League team? If it were that easy, China would be full of League pros.â
Lin Feng scratched his head. âItâs not that hard to become a pro. I used to play professionally.â
Su Xue snorted. âFirst a Challenger. Now an ex-pro? How old are you, 18? So, you were a pro in middle school? How come Iâve never heard of you before? And if you really were a pro, why would you still be wasting your time with high school? Not even a three-year-old would believe your nonsense.â
Reminiscing about the past, Lin Feng closed his mouth. It wasnât worth arguing about. Suddenly, he thought of something else and asked, âHey, why did you take so long to open the door?â
Su Xue rolled her eyes. âI was in the middle of streaming. I backed to base as soon as I heard the doorbell ring. Anyway, whose fault is it for forgetting their keys in the first place?â
âAh, yeah. My bad. Iâll remember next time.â Lin Feng nodded. âSince youâre still in a game, shouldnât you be getting back to it?â
Su Xueâs eyes jolted wide open. âShit! Iâm screwed! Iâm screwed! I wasted too much time listening to your nonsense! Who knows how much CS I lost? Arrghh, those stupid viewers are going to flame the crap out of me!â She bolted back to her room.
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After putting his things away, Lin Feng walked into Su Xueâs bedroom which had long since transformed into a streaming studio. As soon as he stepped through the door, he heard Su Xue apologizing to her viewers. âMy bad, my bad guys. I had to open the door for the landladyâs nephew and lost track of timeâŚâ
The barrage of complaints came to an abrupt halt. The viewers stopped flaming as Su Xue had successfully shifted their attention to another topic.
ăEh? lil bro is back?ă
ăwhere where where?ă
ăwe demand lil bro! show yourselve lil brooO!!ă
Lin Feng happened to appear in the corner of the facecam at this moment and waved at the viewers. âOh, hi guys.â
The viewers boiled over in excitement.
ăoh shit! lil bro is back!ă
ăyou're finally back! Tell the maid to move aside! We've had to watch her terrible plays all evening!ă
ăshes sooo badâŚâŚâŚ. if i wasn't stickin here for you, i wouldve jumped out the windowă
ăoh oh oh! I can finally see the light! Youâre a glimmer of hope in this terrible night!ă
The viewers acted as if they were seeing a long lost relative again, lamenting his absence the whole time. Then, they begged him to play.
ăGet on get on! We wanna see you play!ă
ăhave the washboard maid step aside already!ă
âHey, hey, hey! I was playing just fine a moment ago! Why are you shooing me away as soon as this kid shows up?â
ăShush! The maid doesnât get a say in this!ă
Su Xue sat in her chair, speechless.
Lin Feng scratched his head, then cautiously looked at Su Xue. âUhhh⌠So, what do I do?â
Su Xue threw her hands up in the air in defeat. âFine! Get on!â Then, she got up while grumbling, âStupid flaky viewers, just whoâs supposed to be the streamer here.â