DSF Chapter 104

In the PUBG World Championship, there were a total of 32 teams from nine regions worldwide.

The competition lasts for a total of eight days, divided into the group stage of 32 to 24, the semi-finals of 24 to 16, and the final two days of the grand finals.

More considerately, there were two days of rest between each stage, aiming to minimize the impact of fatigue on the players.

This also means that all participating teams will stay in New York for at least half a month.

Thoughtful as Sun Tianjiao is, he has already prepared an extra New York travel plan and a New Jersey shopping plan for the team members.

Yan Yibing squinted as he read through the lengthy and detailed five-thousand-word document, unable to help but ask sincerely and tactfully, “I remember there’s Fifth Avenue and Macy’s in Manhattan, right?”

Sun Tianjiao chuckled lightly, raised his chin slightly, and put on a ‘you don’t understand’ expression.

“Do you know how much lower the tax rate is in New Jersey compared to Manhattan, you spendthrift? You don’t even need to go shopping in person, just order online, and when we return from Newark Airport, we can pick it up on the way.”

Yan Yibing remained expressionless. “You really sound like an ordinary millionaire with an eight-digit figure in Magic City.”

Sun Tianjiao smirked proudly, “Hmph, envy me less, hurry up and go check out the competition venue.”

Yan Yibing waved to signal Song Tang and the others, “Let’s go.”

The hotel booked by Sun Tianjiao was not far from Central Park, a truly prime location, and the daily accommodation cost was quite a significant expense.

Despite Sun Tianjiao’s love for money, he was not stingy at all when it came to the club’s players.

Actually, the venue is not very close to the hotel, but the advantage lies in the good environment. He hopes that the players can relax and unwind by visiting Central Park after the competition or visiting the dozen or so famous museums nearby during their rest time.

The other teams are more practical and have booked hotels closest to the competition venue.

Those hotels are far from the bustling area, and there are not many places for entertainment at night. Thinking of going to Downtown or Midtown, it would take over an hour by car.

As a result, Yan Yibing and Han Mo were not in the same place.

The competition begins tomorrow, and today was free visitation time.

Sun Tianjiao booked a seven-seater business car and, after enduring the congestion in the downtown area, arrived at the competition venue in forty minutes, while Song Tang and Xu Rui fell asleep directly on the spot.

The competition venue is a four-story high spherical building.

The first floor is a massage and rest area, decorated in a somewhat Gothic style, with an overall dark tone. Several entrances are open, revealing the white rubber floor and exposed lead-gray water pipes inside.

Actually, the first floor is quite spacious, but its main function is to shoot pre-match promotional videos. The Gothic decorations are intentionally designed for this purpose, creating a feeling of battle royale when filmed and turned into short videos.

The upper floors are more normal.

The second and third floors are connected and serve as the venue for the formal competition. The spectator seats are in a tiered arrangement, with five different price categories. The most expensive third-floor VIP box tickets cost thousands of dollars.

The fourth floor is a large dining area, offering many specialty dishes and fast food chains.

Most of the dishes are relatively expensive. If you want to buy food that is equivalent in price to outside, there are only two choices, a certain chain of tacos and a certain chain of burgers.

Having participated in so many competitions and visited so many venues around the world, Yan Yibing no longer finds visiting venues exciting.

As soon as he arrived, he messaged Han Mo, “Where are you?”

Han Mo quickly replied, “Rest area, several teams are there, bonding. I haven’t listened much.”

Yan Yibing asked, “Which teams are there?”

After a while, Han Mo replied, “NNTC and PYP from Korea, two teams from Thailand, one from the UK, as well as Break, and Susan’s new team TON.”

Yan Yibing commented, “Quite a few people.”

Han Mo asked, “Shall I come find you?”

Yan Yibing replied, “No need, I’m a bit thirsty. I’ll go buy Starbucks first, then come find you.”

Han Mo agreed, “Okay.”

In the huge rest area where Han Mo was, players from various countries were chatting particularly enthusiastically.

Actually, they are not usually this lively, because they really don’t know each other very well.

But this time it’s different.

The new captain of PYP this time is a star from the entertainment industry who has also appeared in Hollywood movies, and many players know her.

It is said that PYP is invested by this star, making her one of the bosses. She specifically came to support the team as a leader, showing how much importance she attaches to the competition.

The celebrity is nicknamed Little Golden Sweetheart, with an exceptionally graceful and sweet appearance. Although she is not particularly famous, her subtle identity and beautiful looks are enough to attract the attention of many male players in the arena.

Little Golden Sweetheart truly lives up to her experience in the entertainment industry, speaking eloquently and fluently in English. In no time, she had already engaged in lively conversations with several internationally renowned players.

Among them, Gavy was the most attentive one.

He, this scumbag, cares more about beautiful women than the gun in his hand.

Little Golden Sweetheart is also a veteran fan of esports. Of course, she has watched many of Gavy’s matches and highly appreciates his marksmanship.

She also harbors thoughts of recruiting these international players to her own team, so she is particularly patient with Gavy.

“Oh, really? You have a house near Central Park?”

Gavy chuckled, “It’s been a while since I’ve been there. Usually, I stay in Florida until May, where the weather is more comfortable. I have a yacht in Miami. If you have time, feel free to come and play.”

Little Golden Sweetheart smiled brightly, “Thank you, I’ll definitely visit when I have time.”

Chen Zefeng is also someone who loves beauties.

Seeing several European and American teams chatting so happily with Little Golden Sweetheart, he felt a bit itchy.

Looking back, his captain had a cold expression, playing with his phone with his head down, not even giving a glance over there.

Young and ignorant of the value of beautiful women…

Chen Zefeng gathered his courage, stood up, and whispered in Han Mo’s ear, “Captain, can I go over there and chat?”

Han Mo raised his eyes, glanced at Chen Zefeng, and said lightly, “Go ahead. No need to tell me, just go back to the hotel if there’s nothing.”

Chen Zefeng grinned, “Okay.”

Other teams are particularly strict in discipline, not allowing random wandering or leaving the team. But because Han Mo doesn’t like these constraints, Prince is very free. Xiao Nuo, the old lady, is only the vice-captain and can’t be too strict. Since Manager Ding Jun can’t control Han Mo, naturally he can’t control others.

Seeing Chen Zefeng leave, Xin Chen freed up some space and moved closer to Han Mo.

“Captain, are you nervous about the group stage tomorrow?”

Han Mo glanced at him, “What’s there to be nervous about in the group stage?”

Xin Chen nodded towards the direction of Little Golden Sweetheart, “That Gavy, his cooperation with Kyle is really awesome.”

It’s rare to hear such words from Xin Chen.

Xin Chen himself is proud and doesn’t admire many people, but he had a stroke of bad luck recently. When he was playing on the American server with a smurf account, he happened to be matched with Break.

He hadn’t even reacted yet when he got blood all over his face, still getting hit in the face with blood despite being in an advantageous position.

Fortunately, he was using a smurf account, so Prince’s official team member identity wasn’t exposed.

Han Mo: “Knowing others are strong is a good thing. Keep practicing.”

With that said, Han Mo stood up.

Xin Chen: “Captain, where are you going?”

Han Mo stopped, frowned, and asked, “Where’s the mini mart?”

Xin Chen pointed to the top floor, “Fourth floor, right above us, but it’s relatively expensive, not worth it.”

Han Mo nodded, “Thanks.”

At this moment, Gavy was enthusiastically asking, “After chatting for so long, are you thirsty? Want to eat something?”

Little Golden Sweetheart thought for a moment, smiled gracefully, her eyes and brows bewitching, “I really want some cherries. I heard they’re much cheaper here than in our country.”

Gavy hesitated for a moment, “I’m not sure if they have any here.”

He hadn’t really explored this venue. As soon as he arrived, he went to the lounge. When he saw Susan’s face in the lounge, he lost all interest.

It wasn’t until Little Golden Sweetheart brought PYP over that he became a little excited.

In fact, his attentiveness to beauties was also deliberately to annoy Susan.

He never expected that after Susan was persuaded to leave by Break, she would actually start a new team called TON and even make it to the World Championship.

He knew very well what Susan’s intentions were.

But these intentions were bound to fail.

He knew this woman better than anyone.

Han Mo walked out, and only a few people glanced up and then lowered their heads to chat about Han Mo and Prince.

Han Mo took the elevator directly to the fourth floor, walked in the direction indicated by Xin Chen, and soon saw a small supermarket.

The supermarket was small, but it had everything from snacks to fruits and yogurts.

Han Mo casually glanced around, picked up a box of cleaned cherries, and bought two bottles of yogurt.

The Starbucks on the first floor still had a long line, and he didn’t know if Yan Yibing had managed to buy anything.

Anyway, Yan Yibing said he would go to the lounge to find him.

Han Mo got off the elevator, walked to the door of the lounge, which was open, and walked straight in.

Several teams had already left, leaving behind PYP, Break, TON, and Prince.

As soon as he entered, several pairs of eyes all looked at him.

Especially Little Golden Sweetheart. She tilted her head slightly, hands folded on her knees, gently swaying her neck, her smooth black hair trembling, emitting a fragrance.

She looked at the cherries in Han Mo’s hand. After a few seconds, a knowing smile appeared on her face.

Next to her, Gavy looked a little strange and muttered, “They actually sell cherries here.”

PYP’s Jin Tai Ran snorted lightly, “Pretty quick.”

NNTC’s Li Xi Han, sitting next to Jin Tai Ran, whispered, “Are there no beauties in other countries? They’re all flocking around Sister.”

Jin Tai Ran: “Maybe they rarely see a beauty of Sister’s caliber. Women in their country don’t even wear makeup.”

Han Mo felt the inexplicable gazes, but he didn’t bother to find out the reason.

His expression remained as cold as ever, his eyelids slightly creased, his thin lips moved, “Has Zero’s Bing Shen been here?”

Xin Chen quickly shook his head, “Not yet.”

Han Mo nodded, “Got it.”

After asking, he turned around and left, not even sparing a glance at the others.

Little Golden Sweetheart: “…”

Kim Taeran: “…”

Li Xihan: “…”

Fortunately, Han Mo didn’t take long to leave before he ran into Yan Yibing, who was drinking Starbucks.

Yan Yibing really liked Yuanyang black tea very much. Every time he encounters a Starbucks, he will go in and order a cup.

Seeing Han Mo, he quickly walked over. “You’re here in the lounge. I went to the opposite side to find you. AXE and CNG are both over there.”

There was finally some warmth in Han Mo’s eyes as he asked softly, “Still thirsty? I bought you some cherries just in case. I saw you didn’t eat enough on the plane.”

The pre-flight snack on the plane was cherries, but each person only got four. Yan Yibing finished his own and then ate Han Mo’s, but it wasn’t enough to satisfy him.

But after getting off the plane, checking in, and unpacking, there was no time to go to the supermarket, so Yan Yibing forgot about it.

But Han Mo remembered.

Yan Yibing curled his lips and handed the tea to Han Mo, taking the cherries for himself.

If they weren’t in a public place, he probably would have kissed Han Mo.

His wife was so considerate, even remembering his preferences when coming to compete.

Yan Yibing tore open the packaging and fed Han Mo a cherry first.

“Sweet?”

Han Mo bit into the fruit and murmured, “Master knows, I only like a certain variety of cherries.”

Yan Yibing raised an eyebrow and looked at Han Mo with a smirk.

Once upon a time, he would have blushed at these suggestive words, but after hearing them so often, he became immune.

“That’s a shame. You won’t be able to taste them for a while.”

Han Mo said seriously, “It’s okay. My cherries have a long shelf life, good taste, and ripen quickly. I can enjoy them slowly when I get back.”

Yan Yibing coughed lightly, glanced at the camera above his head, and suppressed his emotions. “No more jokes. Is Susan still inside?”

Han Mo nodded. “She’s still here.”

Yan Yibing said, “I’ll go in and say hello to her.”

Yan Yibing and Susan got along quite well. When they used to arrange practice matches, it was Susan who communicated with them on behalf of Break.

Moreover, Susan had studied Chinese before, so she could chat with them a bit despite stumbling over the words.

This time, knowing that Susan had formed her own team and made it all the way to the World Championship, Yan Yibing admired her and understood how difficult it must have been for her.

Han Mo said, “Alright, I’ll go with you.” So they returned to the lounge.

As soon as Yan Yibing entered, he spat the cherry pit into the trash can beside him, licked his lips with a smile, and walked towards Susan.

“Su!”

Susan saw him and her eyes lit up, finally showing a hint of a smile.

“ICE, long time no see.”

Yan Yibing generously offered, “Want some cherries? Momo just bought them.”

Susan shook her head with a meaningful glance at Han Mo, joking in a graceful manner, “No, it’s from Han after all. Your friendship really moves me.”

“Haha, fighting, Su.”

Yan Yibing paused for a moment, smoothly changing the subject, not denying that the cherries were indeed bought for him.

Little Golden Sweetheart, who had been completely overlooked the entire time, was stunned.

So, the Chinese team captain brought a box of cherries specifically, not for her, but for another captain?

The relationship between Chinese team captains was so close?

Little Golden Sweetheart also found it unbelievable.

“What? His cherries weren’t even meant for Sister?” Little Golden Sweetheart looked a bit embarrassed. She had just smiled at Han Mo, but now she felt like she had misunderstood something.

So she discontentedly told Jin Tai Ran, “Alright! Let’s go back and rest. Don’t embarrass yourselves like in the scrimmage tomorrow!”

Jin Tai Ran’s flattery backfired, leaving him with nothing to do but nod heavily with a cold expression.

Meanwhile, Xin Chen, who had witnessed everything, remained calm.

He watched Yan Yibing come in with the cherries, eat them, and occasionally peeked out, taking a sip of the Starbucks from Han Mo’s hand.

A curious member of a certain European and American team nearby asked, “I thought your captain was giving those cherries to the Korean sister. Why is he giving them to a guy?”

Xin Chen snorted lightly, “That’s our captain’s master, who taught our captain.”

The European and American player said, “He’s really good to his master. Cherries here seem quite expensive.”

Xin Chen glanced at him, “That’s nothing. Our captain even gives him massages himself.”

Not just massages.

During training camp, he brought barley water for Yan Yibing every day, followed him to comfort him when he was in a bad mood, and while he was usually aloof to others, he could talk endlessly with Yan Yibing.

Of course, Xin Chen wanted to know why too.

Their captain was so hardworking, diligent, serious, and enthusiastic about his career. So why was he so close to Yan Yibing?

Yan Yibing was like a ragdoll cat, too lazy to move even its tail if it were on fire. If you could pick up beds in a PUBG match, Xin Chen was sure Yan Yibing would be the first to grab one.

The European and American player said, “Wow, I can’t even bring myself to massage my captain.”

Xin Chen’s face twisted in consternation. After a while, he reluctantly said, “Our captain, he’s just really filial.”

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Author’s Message:

Xin Chen: Just filial.

Song Tang: It’s not filial, it’s because your captain owes our captain! It’s paying off a debt!

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