Yan Yibing nearly crushed his phone.
Han Mo didn’t change his phone number, and when he saw that message, he firmly believed it was sent by Yan Yibing himself.
Did he not consider the possibility of his account being hacked?
This was something he absolutely couldn’t admit.
Yan Yibing took a deep breath, faced with a burning face, and calmly wrote on the transfer interface—
“What are you talking about?”
The message spun around, and a large red circle appeared in front.
Sending failed.
Yan Yibing: “?”
He tried to transfer money to Han Mo with the note:【I don’t know what you’re talking about.】
The transfer also failed.
Yan Yibing frowned, first checking his mobile data and then looking at the signal.
Everything was fine. He had no choice but to search online.
【X-Pay unable to transfer money – what’s the issue?】
He got a bunch of spammy articles from public accounts, all useless junk.
Finally, he found a reply on Baidu Q&A.
【The other person has blocked you.】
So, Han Mo had blocked him on X-Pay?
Instead of blocking his phone number, he had blacklisted his X-Pay!
As expected, Han Mo wouldn’t pass up any opportunity to mock him. If he really apologized, he would have to live in the shadow of being manipulated for the rest of his life.
At the entrance of the club, Yan Yibing got out of the car, paid, and walked in with a cold face.
On the way, he ran into a youth trainee who awkwardly greeted him.
“Bing… bing shen, hello.”
Yan Yibing nodded hastily and went upstairs without much expression.
Now, all the youth trainees called him Bing Shen. Once, only Han Mo had consistently called him captain, as if he had already assumed they would play together in the future.
Looking at those deep, determined eyes, he firmly believed that Han Mo would accompany him until retirement.
So, nothing was absolute.
Even the best of friends could fall out, and even sweet couples could break up.
He was young at the time and shouldn’t have pinned all his hopes on Han Mo.
Before returning to his room, Yan Yibing went to the first team’s training room.
Song Tang and Xu Rui were practicing duo matches inside, and Fu Haifeng’s computer was on, but he wasn’t there now.
Seeing the players working so diligently, his heart finally settled.
These past few days, he had invested too much energy in Han Mo. With only a month left until the PCL Spring Tournament, as the captain, he didn’t have time for these messy thoughts.
As for that ten thousand yuan, if necessary, he could pay it back using the old method.
Yan Yibing sighed.
Resignedly, he reinstalled the live streaming software he had uninstalled before.
After logging into his account, he found that his fan count had exploded.
A bright V badge was shining, and even the live broadcast room had been opened for free.
However, Yan Yibing had a contract with the opposing live-streaming platform and couldn’t broadcast here.
So, he set a ban on followers, removed all the fans with one click, and finally went to Han Mo’s live stream room to set a broadcast reminder, then retreated to the background to wait.
After finishing lunch at 2 p.m., he trained in the training room for five hours.
When they were playing on the NA server in a four-man squad, Song Tang suddenly asked, “Captain, PCL is about to start. Are we going to have another training camp?”
Yan Yibing rushed into a house and killed someone, lazily answering, “Yeah.”
Song Tang said, “Manager Sun came this morning and said that only one suitable player was selected from this batch of youth trainees, just in time to replace Lei Ming’s position.”
Yan Yibing smiled, “Another 2-1, does Sun Tianjiao have some obsession?”
Song Tang: “What 2-1?”
Yan Yibing shook his head, “Nothing.”
Song Tang asked again, “When are we going to have a practice match with CNG?”
During the training period, major teams would have intensive practice matches to create a tense atmosphere and familiarize themselves with their opponents. Each team’s tactics were constantly evolving, and staying updated was crucial to avoid disadvantages in the actual matches.
Yan Yibing replied, “Let’s schedule it for next week. Yu Yan is going through an emotional crisis this week, and someone from Chen Chi’s team is getting treatment for a muscle strain.”
Song Tang paused and whispered, “We still can’t schedule practice matches with Prince, right?”
In practice matches, Prince was consistently absent, and even other well-known teams unconsciously avoided playing against them.
Yan Yibing’s character halted in the room, and he picked up a smoke grenade.
“I know what you mean. I noticed it in the exhibition match this time. Prince’s tactics have changed, especially Han Mo.”
Song Tang nodded, “Exactly, I’m afraid that if we’re not prepared, we might face a disadvantage if we encounter them unexpectedly.”
Yan Yibing fell silent for a moment and said, “There’s someone in the 3+2 housing area. Haifeng, take care of it.”
Fu Haifeng responded, “Got it, wait for me.”
Song Tang stopped chatting and focused entirely on the game.
He knew that, for now, Yan Yibing had no other option.
The worst-case scenario was secretly obtaining recordings of practice matches.
They would get Prince’s, and Prince would get theirs.
Yan Yibing waited for two days before Han Mo started his livestream.
Fortunately, he hadn’t fallen asleep yet.
Yan Yibing rubbed his face, cleared his mind, and quickly entered Han Mo’s livestream.
This time, he had learned from experience. He no longer leisurely watched Han Mo play games because his account was prominently displayed at the top of the fan list, attracting too much attention.
The moment he entered the live stream, Prince’s fans exploded.
【What’s going on? Why is the captain of the opposing team more punctual than me?】
【Did he set up a special follow? Damn, is he forcing us to ship this CP?】
【Hahaha, this is too good, I might become a shipper at this rate!】
【Bing Shen, are you planning to come to every livestream? How much money do you owe Han Shen? Can I pay it off for you? The atmosphere changes whenever you’re here】
On the screen, Han Mo clenched his lips, his fingers tightly gripping the mouse, his gaze fixed on Yan Yibing’s ID.
Originally, he had just planned to log into a small account for casual gaming to consume the livestream time. However, the moment he caught sight of Yan Yibing’s account, he inexplicably logged into his main account and even connected to the Korean server.
He only had one thought in his mind.
Playing difficult games is what can captivate someone’s attention.
Unfortunately, this time Yan Yibing didn’t give him a chance to shine.
Yan Yibing carefully examined the gifts on the live-streaming platform.
The [Endless Love] gift worth five thousand yuan was definitely not an option. Otherwise, fans might genuinely think there was something between him and Han Mo.
The second-tier gift, [Fireworks Festival], costing two thousand, created an effect of fireworks covering the entire screen.
Yan Yibing straightforwardly sent Han Mo seven [Fireworks Festival] gifts. After deducting the platform’s commission, it would amount to ten thousand.
After sending the gifts, Yan Yibing didn’t even look back and swiftly left the livestream.
But at the moment of leaving, he glimpsed the activity interface hanging in the upper left corner of the livestream.
—Anniversary feedback to fans, accompanying playtime with star gods.
With a quick glance, Yan Yibing slipped away and uninstalled YouYou Live once again, making sure to remove all remaining data.
He swore never to use this livestream platform again.
To prevent Han Mo from sending money to his X-payment account again, he also blocked Han Mo in reverse.
Feeling relieved after repaying the money, Yan Yibing, holding a towel, went to take a shower.
In Han Mo’s livestream room:
【I’m blind! Tell me honestly, what secret affairs do you and Bing Shen have, hubby!】
【Momo, tell me, are you being kept by Bing Shen? Sister can also do that!】
【Well, last time it was five thousand, and now it’s directly fourteen thousand. Damn, this must be true love. I’m enlightened.】
【So sour, so sour, so sour! The poor don’t deserve the love of a husband.】
【Aren’t you two supposed to have a bad relationship? Did I mess up, or did the world mess up?】
Seeing Yan Yibing leaving after sending the money, showing no intention of watching him play games, Han Mo squinted, and his expression turned a bit colder.
He addressed the barrage, “Don’t talk nonsense, it’s just medical expenses.”
He casually logged out of the Korean server, exited the main account, smoothly logged into the secondary account, and entered the Chinese server.
A thousand-point rank fishery match.
Twenty-five minutes, a successful chicken dinner, and the battle ended.
【Hahaha? Damn, it turns out I’m really not worthy.】
【Can it be more obvious? When Bing Shen is here, you play on the main account, and when he leaves, you play on the secondary account.】
【If I still believe it’s medical expenses, I’m an idiot!】
【Sisters, is calling medical expenses ‘support fees’ a civilized term? My village has been without internet for a year.】
【Sisters, I have more information to spill! Last time, I casually followed Bing Shen’s account, thinking he might also livestream here. But today when he came online, he removed all his followers with one click and even disabled new followers! Now, the only person he follows on his account is Han! Mo! The only one!】
Han Mo raised an eyebrow slightly.
He cleared his throat and solemnly said, “Did you see the activity in the upper right corner? Starting next week, I will also participate. Also, the Spring Season is here, and I’m in a hurry to train. Apart from events, I won’t be live-streaming anymore. I won’t read the barrage from now on; let’s play a few more rounds.”
He finished speaking, without waiting for fans to react, directly turned off the barrage assistant, and queued up for a game.
He played several rounds in the entertainment mode, including Zombie Siege, Sniper at the Airport, and War Canal Confrontation.
After playing, Han Mo said goodbye to the fans and left the livestream room.
Instead of logging out immediately, he clicked on Yan Yibing’s account and silently watched for a few seconds.
Yan Yibing’s account is clean, with no profile and even lacking a profile picture, yet it holds the highest VIP status on the livestream platform.
He indeed cleared all his followers, leaving only one person in his following list—Han Mo.
He followed Han Mo because clicking on the livestream notification automatically follows the streamer.
But why did he suddenly send him a message?
Why did he release him from the blacklist?
Han Mo bit his lip, hesitated for a moment, and his eyelids trembled.
He opened the customer service chat.
【Prince-Han Mo: Are you there?]
【Customer Service Jiji: Yes, Han Shen.]
【Prince-Han Mo: I want to follow someone, but it’s not working. Why is that?]
【Customer Service Jiji: Huh? Normally, that shouldn’t be possible. Can you show me a screenshot of the interface?]
Han Mo captured a screenshot of Yan Yibing’s account homepage.
Clicking on the “Follow” button displayed a message: “Follow Failed.”
【Customer Service Jiji: …Han Shen, this is because the other party has set restrictions on following.】
【Prince-Han Mo: Resolve it. I want to follow him.】
【Customer Service Jiji: Uh… I don’t have the authority for that; after all, it’s the other party’s personal account.】
【Prince-Han Mo: He has a five-year contract with your platform, and within these five years, you won’t be able to poach him. I still have six months left on my contract, and negotiations for renewal are next month. What do you think?】
【Customer Service Jiji: QAQ… Han Shen, we have already added the follow for you.】
【Prince-Han Mo: Thank you.】
【Customer Service Jiji: You’re welcome. Your happiness is our priority.】
Author’s Message:
Yan Yibing: Huh? The livestream platform reported us.
Han Mo: Don’t be angry, take care of the children.
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