Team Yifeng VS Team Mugang Leida, Team Yifeng won and entered the finals, where they will compete with Team 304 for the championship.
The competition has come to an end for the time being, and next Friday night will usher in the finals and third place competition.
In the evening, in a KTV box, Lin Yi paid to invite the entire Yifeng team, including retired professional e-sports player Shen Zuifeng, to celebrate together.
"Have fun tonight and start training with all your strength tomorrow." Lin Yi held his breath and said to his teammates, "There will be no classes next week. We have only one goal, kill Team 304 and take back the glory that belongs to us!"
There was silence in the box, and the teammates' eyes flickered.
"What? You don't have confidence?" Lin Yi asked in a deep voice.
One of the teammates said: "Of course we are confident of winning the championship, but it won't be good if we don't have classes for a week."
"That's right, we are students after all. If we don't go to class for a week, the impact will be greater." Other teammates immediately echoed, "You can take leave for unimportant classes, but some classes that cannot be taken off..."
Seeing that his teammates were basically resisting, Lin Yi secretly suppressed his anger and said with a smile: "Okay, some classes that are inconvenient to ask for leave will continue, but those who can ask for leave must ask for leave. You will make statistics now, and try to make everyone agree. Please take time off to facilitate collective training. Zhao Hong, you are responsible for statistics."
"Thank you, Brother Yifeng." The teammates of Team Yifeng breathed a sigh of relief, "We will try our best to ask for leave."
Lin Yi smiled: "You're welcome, our goal is the same, which is to win the championship!"
Then, he approached Shen Zuifeng, the old god, who was sitting on the sofa: "Brother Feng, let's go out and have a chat."
Chen Zuifeng stood up and walked out of the box with Lin Yi.
Walking to a relatively quiet place, Lin Yi handed Shen Zuifeng a cigarette, and then asked: "Brother Feng, tell me honestly, what are our chances of winning against Team 304?"
"Less than 30%." Shen Zuifeng said, "Your single-player operation is basically better than everyone in the 304 team, but the coach of the 304 team, Zhong Yu, is so good that he is no less than a professional e-sports coach."
When Lin Yi heard this, he punched the wall angrily: "It would be great if Brother Feng could also be there as a coach!"
Shen Zuifeng was not a college student at Shanghai University and could not make an official appearance.
Chen Zuifeng remained silent. He knew very well that he was a bit old at playing games, but being a coach was not his specialty, and he was not as good as Zhong Yu.
Most of the hero lineup of the Yifeng team was formulated by him. From the perspective of effectiveness, it is indeed not as good as the 304 team.
Lin Yi also tried to set up an on-site coach, but the effect was counterproductive and the combat effectiveness dropped significantly.
There are two reasons: first, the on-site coaching level is not good; second, the on-site coaching prestige is seriously insufficient and cannot allow all members of the team to implement their will.
After a moment of silence, Shen Zuifeng comforted him: "There is no need to be so pessimistic. The e-sports world is full of miracles, and big upsets often happen. As long as the difference in strength is not too great, it is possible to come back. Besides, your single-player operation is indeed better than that of the 304 team. of everyone.”
Lin Yi nodded, but was not optimistic.
Seeing that Lin Yi didn't believe it, Shen Zuifeng added, "I'm not just trying to comfort you. TXFire was so powerful back then and could be called a god-like team, but they still died suddenly in the World Cup quarter-finals. No one could have imagined that."
"Our e-sports spirit is to never admit defeat. There will always be hope until the crystal is knocked down." Shenzui Fengjitang said.
Lin Yi suddenly smiled and said: "You are right, I know how to do it!"
He didn't even pay attention to Shen Zuifeng's chicken soup, because Shen Zuifeng reminded him when he mentioned the TXFire team.
"Yin Shen was able to crack down on match-fixing back then, why couldn't I bribe those losers?" He thought to himself, and quickly set his target on Zhang Sen.
Zhang Sen has an obvious weakness, he needs money.
Moreover, Zhang Sen's position in the 304 team is very critical. He is the captain and assistant. As long as he is willing to cheat, the 304 team will definitely lose!
…
During the second period on Tuesday morning, Lin Yi went to class specially, even though it was a public class that was not very important.
In dormitory 304, he and Zhang Sen were the only ones who took this teacher's public class.
There are two small classes in the second period in the morning. After the first small class, there is a ten-minute break.
"Go out and have a chat." Lin Yi walked up to Zhang Sen and said directly.
Zhang Sen looked at Lin Yi in surprise, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Okay."
So, the two of them left the classroom one after another, leading the way away from the teaching building and stopping in a corner where no one could see them.
"Congratulations on your tuition fee being settled soon." Lin Yi turned around and looked down at Zhang Sen.
Zhang Sen: "Thank you."
Lin Yi added: "However, for the six of you, even if you are the champion, the bonus is only 30,000. On average, 5,000 per person is still not enough for your tuition, let alone your living expenses."
"What do you want to say?" Zhang Sen frowned.
He didn't quite believe that Lin Yi suddenly started to value the friendship in the dormitory and started to care about him.
"Twenty thousand yuan." Lin Yi raised two fingers with a smile, "I'll give you 20,000 yuan. You can secretly let it slip and lose the game."
Zhang Sen glared instantly, his chest heaving: "You are dreaming!"
"Haha, don't be so quick to get angry." Lin Yi let out a devilish, seductive laugh, "Twenty thousand yuan is enough for your remaining three years of college tuition. It's just an inconsequential campus-level game competition. Whoever wins or loses will have a different life. The future will not be affected.”
"But with 20,000 yuan, you can successfully complete college and your future in life can be guaranteed."
"Compared to a lifetime of prospects, vanity in a few short days is nothing!"
"You are a smart person, you can't even understand such a simple truth, right?"
"You don't need to be too obvious, just fake a slip-up."
"If you lose the game, you are still the runner-up and have almost no losses."
Zhang Sen clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "Lin Yi, I say it again, don't insult your roommate!"
After saying that, he turned around decisively and strode away.
Lin Yi shouted at Zhang Sen's back: "Thirty thousand yuan! In addition to enough for your remaining three years of college tuition, you can also take 10,000 yuan home to treat your father's illness! Compared to a small vanity, think about it It’s your daddy.”
Zhang Sen still strode away.
Lin Yi took out his mobile phone and transferred 30,000 yuan to Zhang Sen on WeChat.
Then, he shouted to Zhang Sen’s back: “I transferred 30,000 yuan to you via WeChat, you choose it yourself!”
Zhang Sen couldn't help but sway when he heard this.
Back in the classroom, the class had been going on for a while. Zhang Sen quietly entered from the back of the classroom, slipped back to his seat and sat down.
Sitting in the classroom, he couldn't listen to what the teacher said at all.
Lin Yi's words kept echoing in his ears like magic sounds, constantly tempting him, and like poisonous snakes, bit by bit devouring his principles of life.
He quietly took out his phone and opened WeChat.
On WeChat, there is an unread message from Lin Yi. It is a transfer of 30,000 yuan, waiting for him to click and receive it with a flick of his finger...
