Chapter 62 The anchor brother loves 09 e-sports club.
Li Feng dragged Ye Ling to the new student registration office like a chicken, without saying a word the entire time. The air pressure was so low that it could freeze to death mosquitoes within a ten-meter radius.
"Brother... I can walk by myself..." Ye Ling protested in a low voice.
Li Feng ignored him and threw him to the reporting window, saying coldly, "Fill out the form."
Then he stood aside with his arms folded, like a door god emitting a cold aura, making all the senior students around him who wanted to chat up the freshman give up.
Ye Ling filled out the form and, under the guidance of Li Feng, a graduate of University A, she completed all the tedious registration procedures in a daze.
Li Feng was about to carry Ye Ling away from this noisy place when a familiar and exaggerated voice suddenly boomed like thunder:
"Holy crap!! Little angel?! Is it really you?!!"
A familiar purple-haired head popped out from the crowd like a gopher. It was... the purple-haired anchor who had forced Ye Ling to appear on camera at the fast food restaurant.
He was wearing a T-shirt with the e-sports club's logo printed on it today, his purple hair was carefully dusted with glitter, and he had a work badge around his neck that said "E-sports Club Recruiting New Members."
He rushed over with eyes shining as if he had discovered a new world. "What a coincidence, little angel! I didn't expect you to be a freshman at A University! I'm your senior! Lu Ren from the esports club! Do you remember me? From the airport fast food restaurant!"
Ye Ling looked at this overly enthusiastic face and the members rushing towards him from behind. She was so scared that she shrank back behind Li Feng and whispered, "Remember..."
"I'm glad you remember! I'm glad you remember!" Lu Ren danced with excitement, completely ignoring Li Feng's menacing gaze. "Little angel! Would you consider joining our esports club? We have great benefits and a fantastic atmosphere! And..."
He lowered his voice and winked, "With your looks, if you come to our esports club, you'll definitely debut as the center! You'll crush everyone else! Even the great Blade, for example, would have to stand aside even if he showed his face!"
The God of Blade: "..."
"He's not interested." Li Feng pulled Ye Ling completely behind him to block him, "We have something else to do, get out of the way."
"Oh! Big brother! It's you again!" Lu Ren finally called out to Li Feng. "I know you're Little Angel's older brother, but your younger brother is already in college, so you should let him make his own choices, right? It's his freedom to join any club he wants, right, Little Angel?"
He once again tried to go over Li Feng to win over Ye Ling, winking and making faces.
Before Li Feng could refuse again, a slightly arrogant and provocative voice interrupted: "Lu Ren, do you only know how to recruit people based on looks? The core of the esports club is strength! It's technology! Not grandstanding! Do you understand?"
A boy with meticulously combed hair walked over, his chin raised in a haughty manner. He also had an "Esports Club" sign on his chest, with the words "Vice President" written in large letters.
His name is Zhou Haotian. His family is rich and powerful. He is good at gaming. What he dislikes most is the appearance-oriented attitude of Lu Ren and others. The two have had a long-standing grudge against each other.
Zhou Haotian glanced at Li Feng, tutting disdainfully before moving his gaze to rest on the golden retriever Li Feng was protecting behind him. His eyes scorned him, "Little brother, you want to join the esports club? Sure, go play a few games in the novice area over there and let us see your level. Our esports club isn't open to just any random person."
He pointed to the "Newbie Challenge Area" with several computers nearby.
Lu Ren was furious when he heard this: "Zhou Haotian, what do you mean?! What's wrong with me? Esports doesn't need publicity? It doesn't need traffic? If Little Angel joins, she'll be our company's living signboard!"
"A living signboard?" Zhou Haotian scoffed. "Playing games relying on your looks? What a joke! In esports, being bad is the original sin!"
The quarrel between the two instantly attracted many onlookers. Ye Ling was caught in the middle, feeling very embarrassed.
Just a month ago, he didn’t even know that “Chicken Dinner” was a game, so how could he play e-sports?
[778! What should I do? I don’t know how to do it!] He hurriedly asked for help outside the court.
778 remained calm: [Host, don't panic! This is a perfect opportunity to showcase your idiotic, country bumpkin persona! Go ahead and deliver! The more brutal the delivery, the more it will highlight the hero's wisdom and might!]
Ye Ling: “…”
Just when Lu Ren and Zhou Haotian were arguing fiercely and Ye Ling was in a dilemma, Li Feng, who had been silent all the time, suddenly moved.
He ignored the two people arguing and walked directly to the row of "Novice Challenge" computers, pulled out a chair and sat down.
"Hey! Who are you? Do you know the rules? Are you trying to challenge the queue?" One of Zhou Haotian's followers immediately shouted.
Li Feng didn't even raise his eyelids, and said three words lightly: "I'll be your substitute."
"A substitute?" Zhou Haotian looked up and down at Li Feng as if he had heard some ridiculous joke. No matter how he looked at him, his face looked just as ugly as the golden-haired one. He asked disdainfully, "You?"
"Hmm." Li Feng was very frugal with his words and directly opened the game interface. "Then I'll use the account registered here. What are the rules?"
Zhou Haotian was irritated by his attitude and sneered, "Easy! SOLO! Mid lane!"
"Okay." Li Feng's voice was calm.
Zhou Haotian was so angry that he laughed. Without saying anything more, he pulled out the chair next to him and sat down.
The game begins.
Zhou Haotian controlled his best mid-lane hero with a fierce momentum. However, in just three minutes, his face went from contempt to shock, and then to pale.
Li Feng controlled an unpopular hero that was extremely difficult to operate. His movements were as fast as a ghost, his last hits were incredibly accurate, his movements were erratic, and every skill he released hit Zhou Haotian's most uncomfortable point.
The operation that Zhou Haotian was proud of seemed as clumsy as a child who had just learned to walk in front of the opponent.
First Blood!
The system's cold prompt sound rang out.
Zhou Haotian's screen went gray. He didn't even see how he died!
"Holy crap!?!" The crowd exploded in excitement! Lu Ren even jumped up excitedly, "Awesome, brother! You're such a hidden talent!"
Li Feng's face was expressionless as he controlled his hero and leisurely began to attack the tower. Zhou Haotian resurrected and rushed out, but within ten seconds, the screen went dark again.
Double Kill!
The tower also collapsed with a sound.
The whole process was so fast that it was dizzying.
A crushing victory! A crushing victory without a doubt!
The game was over before Li Feng even made up a hundred knives.
The whole audience was silent for three seconds, and then broke into thunderous cheers and exclamations!
"Oh my god! Is this the end?!"
"This operation... this consciousness... a dimensionality reduction attack!"
"Zhou Haotian's face turned green! Hahaha, let's see if he dares to be so arrogant again!"
The crowd chattered excitedly, their eyes filled with shock and admiration as they looked at Li Feng. The esports club president sprinted forward, his face brimming with excitement. "Master! Buddy! Which college are you from? You must join our esports club! We've got a starting spot reserved for you!"
Li Feng let go of the mouse and stood up with an indifferent expression: "Not interested."
He had just turned around when an uncertain voice suddenly rang out from the crowd: "Wait... why do I feel like... you look familiar?"
Another boy wearing glasses pushed his glasses up suddenly, staring at Li Feng intently with wide eyes. He suddenly gasped and his voice rose an octave: "Oh my god! Aren't you... aren't you the legendary Li Feng from the School of Economics?! The legendary academic genius with ridiculously high GPA, who won national awards every year, and was scrambled for by major companies before he even graduated?!"
These words seemed to stir up a thousand waves in an instant.
"Li Feng? Which Li Feng?"
"Who else? He graduated last year, and his picture is still hanging at the top of the School of Economics' Wall of Honor! He's a legend!"
"What the hell?! Is this true? He's a top student, but he's also such a great gamer?! Is there any way for me to survive?"
"Senior! Senior, look at me! I'm a sophomore in the School of Economics! You're my idol!"
Everyone's discussion gradually shifted from admiration for the gaming skills to worship of the academic master. The crowd rushed forward and surrounded Li Feng, who had a stern face, in the middle.
The opportunity has arrived! Lu Ren's eyes lit up, and he slid to the front.
"So it's Senior Li! My apologies!" he said passionately. "I knew it, this kingly demeanor that crushes everyone is unmatched, how could anyone be ordinary? Senior, you've excelled in both esports and academics, you truly deserve the title!"
He grew increasingly excited as he spoke, trying to get closer. "I'm not saying anything, but you're far superior to those charlatans on the livestreaming platforms these days who only care about hype and gimmicks! Take, for example, that so-called popular streamer... Blade! His skills are just so-so, and he's always trying to be mysterious and refusing to show his face. He might as well be an ugly freak who's too scared to be seen in public! Unlike you, senior, you're both incredibly beautiful and talented..."
Li Feng's face, which was already expressionless, instantly became even colder, and he looked at Lu Ren as if he was looking at a fool.
Ye Ling was stunned as he listened, and unconsciously exclaimed "Ah?"
Li Feng glanced at her coldly, and Ye Ling immediately shut her mouth obediently.
"Are you done?" Li Feng's voice was cold.
Lu Ren was startled by his look, and the endless flattery he had prepared was stuck in his throat.
But seeing Li Feng pulling Ye Ling up, he was about to leave——
"Wait! Senior!" Lu Ren suddenly slid down to his knees and stood in front of Ye Ling. "Senior! Look, although you have graduated, the little angel..."
He pointed at the bewildered Ye Ling and She Can Lianhua, "He's a freshman! With a brother like you, he must have unlimited passion and potential for esports! Our esports club sincerely invites him to join! We will definitely train him to become a future esports star!"
The esports club president suddenly had an idea. Yes, this master was unresponsive, but if he could just bring this "little angel" into the club, wouldn't he have to worry about not having the opportunity to interact with the master in the future? Asking the master for guidance once or twice should be possible, right?
"Right, right, right! Lu Ren is right!" The president immediately turned to Ye Ling with an extremely friendly smile. "Hey, little brother! Welcome to join our esports club! Our club has a great atmosphere! The seniors are so welcoming! We even have special snacks and drinks!"
"I don't..." Ye Ling was about to refuse, but Lu Ren quickly grabbed a registration form and stuffed it into his hand.
Several enthusiastic senior students also gathered around, talking at once:
"Don't be afraid! It doesn't matter if you don't know how to fight! We'll teach you!"
"Come on, come on! Just fill out a form! Just treat it as making friends!"
"Yes, yes, yes! Senior Li Feng must also hope that you will make more friends and integrate into university life, right?" The last sentence was said to Li Feng, with a hint of temptation and subtle moral kidnapping.
Li Feng looked at Ye Ling, who was at a loss as she was surrounded by a group of hungry wolves, and then looked at the undisguised calculating expressions on the faces of the e-sports club members who were trying to "use Ye Ling to control the big player", and the veins on his forehead were throbbing.
What a hassle!
He pulled Ye Ling out of the crowd and protected her behind him, scanning the e-sports club members with cold eyes: "Stay away from him. He won't join."
Seeing Ye Ling standing there motionless, he simply grabbed Ye Ling's wrist, clasped his five fingers together and clasped it tightly, and whispered unhappily, "Let's go, little troublemaker."
After taking a few steps, Ye Ling's mind was still confused. She belatedly sighed, "Oh right... Brother Li Feng... he was so amazing just now! It was like he was glowing!"
Ye Ling was thinking in her mind, and her eyes were vividly performing the "glowing" performance.
Li Feng, who was walking in front, slowed down his pace and pursed his cold, thin lips slightly.
Just as I walked out of the chaos, a clear and smiling voice came again.
"Oh? The esports club is recruiting? So lively?" Qin Ci had arrived at the recruitment scene without anyone noticing. With his hands in his pockets, he looked relaxed as his gaze drifted from Li Feng, Ye Ling, and the other members of the esports club, finally landing on Ye Ling's face, his smile widening.
"Hello, junior brother, nice to meet you again. It seems we are destined to meet." He walked straight up to Ye Ling, "Junior brother, do you want to join a club? What a coincidence, our new media club is also recruiting new members." He pointed to a recruitment booth not far away, with the Mo Yu Live logo on the background board.
"Our club has a relaxed atmosphere. We mainly focus on research in live streaming, short videos, and new media operations. There are many opportunities for practice, and we can also get in touch with the forefront of the industry." Qin Ci smiled slightly, and glanced at Lu Ren and the others meaningfully. "I will personally guide you. Do you consider it?"
Lu Ren, the esports club president: “!!” Prince Mo Yu personally went out to snatch the player?! And right under their noses?!
Ye Ling felt like a piece of meat being targeted by two ferocious beasts. A chill pierced his bones on the left, while a dagger lurked in his smile on the right. He subconsciously shrank back behind Li Feng, mumbling softly, "I... I'll think about it..."
"He doesn't belong to any clubs."
Li Feng didn't have the patience to stay any longer, nor did he bother to continue this meaningless confrontation with Qin Ci. To prevent Ye Ling from breaking free, he grasped the latter's hand and moved it to his palm, completely enveloping Ye Ling's hand.
"Leave."
"Hey? Brother? Brother, be gentle..." Ye Ling was pulled and staggered. In order to steady herself, she had to hold the back of his hand with her backhand.
Qin Ci stood there, watching the two people's backs as they quickly walked away, especially Li Feng's tough yet intimate pulling action. The smile on the corner of his mouth deepened a little, but his eyes sank slightly.
Lu Ren, Zhou Haotian and others were completely stunned and looked at each other in bewilderment.
"What's going on? Li Shen and Senior Qin... why are they suddenly arguing? Over that freshman?"
"Who is this new student?"
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