Yan Yibing spent the day practicing desert map driving and positioning. Just as he was about to take a break and peel an orange, Sun Tianjiao rushed in, looking exasperated. “Zuzong, what mischief were you up to yesterday?”
Yan Yibing looked up, blinked in confusion, and leisurely stuffed the orange into his mouth.
“Who ratted me out this time?”
Xu Rui and Fu Haifeng, in sync, buried their heads, and focused on typing away on their keyboards.
They were playing Whack-A-Mole.
As professional esports players, the game that truly brought them pure enjoyment was the brainless, two-year-old-kid-can-play type.
Whack-A-Mole was perfect—it was stress-relieving, straightforward, and even paid a bit.
Though the pay wasn’t much, after two years, it could accumulate enough for a cup of bubble tea.
Yan Yibing squinted, and mumbled, “Did you guys spill the beans about me hiding the manager’s adult products?”
Xu Rui and Fu Haifeng vigorously shook their heads.
Sun Tianjiao widened his eyes in shock.
Sun Tianjiao snapped, “I said my ‘office supplies’ got lost in the mail! I argued with the store for a whole month!”
Yan Yibing smiled apologetically, “Just kidding, didn’t I give you a real doll later?”
Sun Tianjiao retorted, “You said that was my birthday gift!”
Yan Yibing teased, “Come on, is your birthday gift worth me spending ten thousand yuan?”
At the mention of money, Sun Tianjiao finally remembered the main topic.
He glared fiercely, grabbed half an orange from Yan Yibing, and fed it to himself, “Enough, did you go to Han Mo’s livestream again yesterday? You even give him 14,000 yuan?”
Xu Rui and Fu Haifeng finally lost interest in Whack-A-Mole. They looked up, faces full of gossip, staring at Sun Tianjiao.
In the game, a two-toothed mole laughed when the game ended quickly, occupying all the holes.
Game over.
Yan Yibing calmly averted his gaze, looked at the computer screen, and sighed, “Let’s practice car sweeping a bit more. I have been a bit rusty lately. When shooting AK, is the deviation four and a half squares or three and a half?”
He scanned around, muttering, “Song Tang? Song Tang! You’re taking ages in the bathroom; I’m waiting for you to duo!”
Sun Tianjiao snorted coldly and pinched Yan Yibing’s fair chin, forcing him to look up. “Look into my bright eyes and tell me why you went to give money to Han Mo again. You even registered an account on the rival livestream platform. If our boss finds out, how do you expect me to explain?”
Tsk tsk.
Xu Rui and Fu Haifeng’s eyes sparkled. They were almost ready to grab some sunflower seeds while listening in.
Yan Yibing paused for a few seconds, pushed away Sun Tianjiao’s hand, and sighed helplessly, “It’s nothing. I did something stupid and accidentally owed him money. Anyway, I don’t use that account anymore, removed the followers, even uninstalled the app.”
Sun Tianjiao furrowed his brow, “You borrowed money from him? What were you guys up to?”
Yan Yibing didn’t want to explain.
Because it was just too foolish.
Revealing this would ruin his image as the team captain.
“It’s a secret. Besides, it’s all settled now.”
Sun Tianjiao looked at Yan Yibing with a complex expression, scrutinizing him from top to bottom. In a low voice, he murmured, “Settled? Haven’t you checked the forum?”
“Forum?” Yan Yibing furrowed his brows.
He knew this incident would be blown out of proportion, but he thought he had been discreet enough.
He went in, paid the money, and left without saying a word to Han Mo. How could this be turned against him?
Sun Tianjiao took out his phone, tapped it a few times, and slammed it in front of Yan Yibing. “Here, take a look at how the forum is talking about it.”
Yan Yibing shifted his gaze and carefully examined it.
There was a post that had gone viral, titled—
【Fans tearing each other apart, they were holding hands in bed, I’ve hit the jackpot.】
Hundreds of comments followed, and a casual swipe would reveal the discussions.
【I went head-to-head with Prince fans for Bing Shen, only to find out Bing Shen gave Han Mo 19,000 yuan.】
【You Zero fans are miserable; did you not see what happened to Prince fans yesterday? Discrimination, absolute discrimination!】
【Seeing Han Shen switch to a high-level account on the Korean server, I was stunned. Is the high-level matches only for that person?】
【Damn, weren’t we shocked when Ice God casually spent 14,000 yuan? What did Han Mo do to deserve it!】
Yan Yibing raised an eyebrow, puzzled. “What’s this about Han Shen switching to a high-level account on the Korean server?”
When he entered the livestream room, Han Mo had indeed gone to the Korean server, and Yan Yibing thought Han Mo was aiming to raise his ranking. So, did he not manage to?
Sun Tianjiao swiped the screen again. “Keep reading.”
【Here’s something more scandalous—Bing Shen removed all his fans, leaving only Han Mo. Oh, and he only follows Han Mo [smile].】
【Wait, no, Bing Shen had set restrictions on followers, but he only allowed Han Shen to follow him.】
【Han Shen went live but didn’t go offline. He deliberately followed Bing Shen before going offline.】
【Damn… the more we talk, the more real it sounds. Sisters, give me a moment. Is the esports circle really becoming gay like this?】
【I knew it would happen sooner or later. One is cold to death, and the other is nurturing to death. They’re master and disciple, yet rivals. Eventually, something was bound to happen. Look, it finally did.】
【Weibo @HanBingCPSupportClub was established today. I declare these two are real. If your mom isn’t real, they both are!】
【Get lost, this Zero fan can’t stand Han Mo.】
【Get lost, Han Mo is my husband.】
The post also included screenshots.
Yan Yibing’s account: 1 follower, 1 following, all Han Mo.
Han Mo’s account: The latest follower and latest fan are both Yan Yibing; he kicked out all the fans who followed him after Yan Yibing.
Sun Tianjiao poked at his phone, emotionally charged. “Explain!”
Yan Yibing sighed. “I just went to repay some money, but netizens seem to have conjured up a TV drama scenario.”
As for following Han Mo, it was purely to set up livestream notifications.
But he had disabled following altogether, so how did Han Mo manage to follow him?
Was it a privilege given to high-level streamers by the platform?
If he had known, he should have deactivated the account before leaving. It wouldn’t be this troublesome now.
Just as Sun Tianjiao was about to continue scolding Yan Yibing, he suddenly received a message. He glanced at it, silently retrieved his phone, and made a hushing gesture to the people in the training room.
Sun Tianjiao cleared his throat, tapped the voice message icon, and switched to a loli voice.
“Hello, Mr. He, it’s me, Jiaojiao. What’s taking so long with the sponsorship? Do you have any other options besides our Zero?”
“Prince? You must be joking; Prince’s image doesn’t match your product, and their captain won’t promote during the tournament.”
“The next competition is next month; if you don’t hurry, other sponsors will start pressuring me.”
“Right, is it settled? I like straightforward men like you, hahaha.”
“Dinner? Hmm… the team has been quite busy lately. Let’s plan it after the competition, alright?”
Sun Tianjiao put down his phone, took a deep breath, and cursed angrily.
“Damn, old pervert!”
Xu Rui and Fu Haifeng stared at Sun Tianjiao in shock, almost questioning their own beliefs.
Yan Yibing shook his head slowly, his almond-shaped eyes showing a look of pity and compassion.
“I always thought being a team manager was an easy job; maybe I was too shallow,”
Sun Tianjiao rolled his eyes, saying, “Using a loli voice with male bosses and a deep voice with female bosses, is it that hard to understand? Psychologists have conducted experiments; using a voice that brings pleasure can lead to extra rewards.”
Xu Rui asked, “Even a team manager needs to study psychology now?”
Sun Tianjiao sighed, speaking in a carefree manner, “I’ve also studied animal training manuals and breakup comforting quotes; as long as you guys need…”
Xu Rui replied, “…”
Yan Yibing picked up an orange peel, preparing to toss it into the nearby trash can.
Suddenly, Sun Tianjiao looked at him and said in a low voice, “I just remembered something.”
A chill ran down Yan Yibing’s spine.
Sun Tianjiao continued, “Our team has been unable to arrange practice matches with Prince. Whose fault is it?”
Yan Yibing replied, “…Ah, I’m a bit tired. I’ll go back and take a nap first.”
Sun Tianjiao chased after him, “Prince’s collaborative livestream platform has an event – bidding for companion playing. Their entire team will be companions, and if we want to know their new tactics, we just need to create an account and win the companion playing opportunity.”
Yan Yibing covered his ears, “You can just watch the replay when the time comes; the livestream has a playback feature.”
Sun Tianjiao with a playful smile said, “There’s no reference value if they’re playing low-level matches with a noob. We need to make them play high-level games, create some trouble for them intentionally, see how they navigate the safe zone, how they mediate conflicts, how they break through enemy lines… Anyway, you understand better than I do.”
Yan Yibing replied, “Sorry, I don’t understand.”
Sun Tianjiao smiled kindly, “No one knows Han Mo’s habits better than you do. Don’t think I don’t know how much effort you’ve put into him.”
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