As soon as Yan Yibing arrived home, Mama Yan dragged him to the small study.
Papa Yan, who was still reading in the study, was pitifully kicked out, carrying his hefty law textbook, and ran to the living room.
Mama Yan, with excitement written all over her face, nervously said, “How was the blind date? I’m so satisfied with that girl. I think you two are a perfect match. These days, her mother and I went shopping together and found that our tastes are quite similar. If you two get together, you won’t have to worry about house decorations.”
Yan Yibing’s mouth twitched. He couldn’t bear to tell his mom that it wasn’t going to work out. He could only say vaguely, “It’s fine, the atmosphere was… not bad.”
In any case, they bid farewell politely.
Mama Yan asked, “Did Xiao Leng ask you when to meet again? She likes outdoor activities, so don’t stay home all the time. Take her out when you have time.”
Yan Yibing’s eyelids twitched, and he lowered his head, saying, “She didn’t ask me.”
Mama Yan pondered for a moment, nodded, and said, “It’s okay that she didn’t ask. Girls are reserved. You should be the one to ask her.” She wanted to say more, but seeing Yan Yibing looking exhausted, she could only say helplessly, “Alright, go wash up and sleep. With your schedule, you’ll end up with all sorts of illnesses when you’re old.”
“Thanks, Mom!” Yan Yibing expressed his gratitude with a bow and quickly slipped back to his room.
He took off his suit, hung it up neatly, threw his shirt into the laundry basket, and then, holding his towel, entered the bathroom.
The hair gel was a bit difficult to wash off. He rinsed it for a long time before it gradually softened.
Warm water slid down his skin, gradually dispelling the chill.
He squeezed some shampoo, massaged it into his hair, and then, with a head full of foam, began to contemplate the events of the day.
Han Mo…
He never expected that they would walk home together.
Moreover, Han Mo protected him today. Although, as a grown man, he wouldn’t actually be injured by Auntie Liang, at that moment, Yan Yibing admitted that he was a bit touched.
The effort spent on Han Mo back then didn’t seem to be in vain, unlike what he had imagined.
Bubbles were washed away by the water. Inadvertently, some flowed into the corners of his eyes. A tingling sensation hit, and Yan Yibing hastily tilted his head, flushing his eyes with water.
After rinsing for a while, he finally washed away the shampoo from his eyes. Looking in the mirror, he found that both corners of his eyes were red.
It looked like he had been crying.
Yan Yibing smiled to himself.
The next day, he returned to the club.
As soon as he showed up, the workaholic Sun Tianjiao enthusiastically rushed to him, saying, “Zuzong! Xianyu is really damn useful! Little Wildcat’s account was sold!”
Yan Yibing remained calm, “…”
Sun Tianjiao, excited, said, “Honestly, this account didn’t have a good reputation. I was worried it wouldn’t sell well, but hey, a silly fan bid without even negotiating the price yesterday. I quickly accepted it. I was afraid that if Han Mo remembered, he’d delete the friend request. Anyway, as long as there’s no problem with the account when we sell it, it’s fine.”
Yan Yibing felt a surge of shame, physically and mentally exhausted. “Okay, I’m going to practice.”
Sun Tianjiao observed him, puzzled, “Why don’t you look excited at all? Although fifty thousand isn’t much, it’s better than having nothing in hand.”
Yan Yibing pushed away the hand on his shoulder, “Let’s not talk about this anymore. Prince has already noticed.”
The most crucial thing was that Han Mo knew everything. They were too inexperienced back then; they shouldn’t have played on the club’s computer.
Sun Tianjiao took out his phone, “What’s the big deal? Come, come, take a look at this post. They’re even trying to guess who Little Wildcat is. It’s hilarious! They’ll never figure it out in their entire lives.”
Yan Yibing glanced down and saw a new post on the forum.
—Exposed: Little Wildcat’s Real Identity!
【I believe all the high-rank water friends can see that Little Wildcat’s amazing Mini14 skills and the left turn on the bridge when tolls were collected aren’t results of luck. Isn’t that a consensus in the PCL war zone for all the old schemers? So, I don’t think Little Wildcat’s identity is that simple!】
【Let me tell you, Little Wildcat should be a female game anchor on the platform, her voice is quite similar to that, who was it… Lemon! Lemon has always liked Han Mo, right? It’s normal for her to create a smurf and play with Han Mo!】
【Do you think Han Mo knows that the other person is not an ordinary water friend? The next day, he took her on a tour of the map. Does he also have feelings for Lemon?】
【Damn! Unbelievable, I really thought Little Wildcat was a noob! Sometimes her skills are indeed noob-level.】
【Someone deliberately made Han Mo take a girl with him. Isn’t it great? If she’s not a noob, can Han Mo control her? Look at Han Mo, with that personality of his, when did he ever give equipment to others?】
【Timidly speaking… in the exhibition match, he gave a 4x scope to Yan Yibing.】
【… Upstairs, stay on topic. Discussions about Yan Yibing, the man, are not within the scope of discussion.】
【I, a fan of Zero, came to watch the fun. What’s going on? Why are we discussing our captain?】
【Zero fans, scram! Don’t come and act recklessly on Dad Han’s territory. Your captain is too petty; he avoids practicing with Prince every time.】
【??? What nonsense are you talking about? Isn’t it because your Han Gou1寒狗(Hán gǒu) nickname for Han Mo translates to Cold Dog doesn’t understand respect for teachers and the importance of fair play that he’s embarrassing Bing Shen by exploiting the game loophole. And about Lemon, I think she’s just a shemale. Your Han Gou deserves to be fooled!】
【Wishing Zero a successful landing in PCL.】
【Wishing Prince to become a master at every match.】
Later, it escalated into a fierce battle between Zero fans and Prince fans. Someone reported it to the moderator, and the post was banned.
Sun Tianjiao laughed like a goose, “Yesterday, I played Landlord with Prince’s Manager. He even complained about this. It choked me. I almost threw out two twos with two kings.”
Yan Yibing raised an eyebrow, “Oh?”
So, Han Mo kept this matter a secret from the team.
Sun Tianjiao sighed in relief, rubbed the wrinkles at the corner of his eyes, and said, “Oh well, how was your blind date? Did it work out this time?”
Yan Yibing, dispirited, said, “It didn’t work out.”
Sun Tianjiao, unsympathetic, said, “Good. Personally, I don’t want you to date. It affects training. PCL is starting soon, you better be busy. Tell Xu Rui to step up; I see his performance has been slipping lately.”
Yan Yibing scornfully said, “You really are a thorough businessman.”
Sun Tianjiao proudly said, “If it weren’t for me, this thorough businessman, Zero wouldn’t have signed you back then. Otherwise, why do you think I can be this manager?”
Yan Yibing rolled his almond-shaped eyes, “Trick me to death.”
Sun Tianjiao asked, “What?”
Yan Yibing nonchalantly said, “Nothing.”
He entered the training room, where Xu Rui was drinking milk, and the computer was idling on the game interface.
Yan Yibing frowned, “Liquid food, keep it away from the computer. The team doesn’t have the money to reimburse your peripherals.”
Xu Rui nodded hastily and left with his milk.
Fu Haifeng took off his headphones, rubbed his wrists, and said, “Captain, this year’s format change is almost similar to those in Europe, America, Japan, and Korea. The finals have increased to dozens of rounds.”
In the past, the regular season of the PCL war zone lasted for fifteen days, with the elimination rounds and the finals only three days. The competition duration was relatively short, and the players’ energy consumption was also low. Although the results were somewhat influenced by luck, everyone was used to it.
But this year’s reform increased the finals to nearly dozens of rounds, almost completely eliminating the factor of luck. However, it was too exhausting for slightly older players.
Fu Haifeng was not young anymore, and not in as good a condition as Yan Yibing. He spent a lot of time practicing every day just to maintain his form and prevent it from declining.
With the sudden increase in the burden to nearly half, he didn’t know if he could hold on.
Yan Yibing walked over, patting the shoulder of the wary-looking Xu Rui. “Everyone is in the same boat; everyone is tired.” He then turned to Xu Rui and said, “So, stay alert. If you have nothing to do, review more games with the coach and stop slacking off.”
Xu Rui stuffed a couple of bites of bread into his mouth, almost choking on the milk he had just finished. He clutched his neck and said, “Yes, sir!”
Song Tang sneakily glanced at Yan Yibing, feeling a bit heartbroken.
They were too disappointing, forcing the captain, who was already past his peak, to continue carrying the team.
According to the current rules, the captain dared not jump into the bustling cities during the early game. Every time, he had to be cautious, striving for higher placement points.
If they could be stronger, allowing Yan Yibing to aggressively take down opponents without reservations, the title of the God of Assault wouldn’t have been handed over to Han Mo.
Song Tang declared fiercely, “This PCL, we absolutely cannot lose to Han Mo! We can’t let the captain play with a female ID and do such things again!”
He clenched his fist, and slammed the table, making the bottled water on the table vibrate.
The water was as turbulent as his heart.
Yan Yibing’s heart also trembled.
He frowned at Song Tang, looking complex. “Can you be clearer? Someone who doesn’t know might think I went out and did something shady.”
Song Tang blushed, embarrassed. “That’s not what I meant.”
Yan Yibing waved his hand, “Enough, stop mentioning it. Let’s play Squad.”
They trained for the whole day, and Yan Yibing was so exhausted that his eyes were blurry, so all of them went to the therapy room for massages.
Yan Yibing lay on the bed, his neck being kneaded, the pain almost flipping him off the bed.
“Ah! Gently, gently…”
The physiotherapist said, “It won’t work, Bing Shen. Without some force, I can’t loosen it up. Bear with it a bit, and it’ll feel better tomorrow.”
At that moment, Yan Yibing’s phone vibrated.
The physiotherapist glanced at it, seeing an unfamiliar number without a contact name.
He asked Yan Yibing, “Bing Shen, should I answer this for you?”
Yan Yibing, feeling like he was on pins and needles, said, “Hmm.”
The physiotherapist put on the Bluetooth earphones for Yan Yibing and answered the call.
Just as Yan Yibing was about to ask who it was, the physiotherapist suddenly pressed his fingertips on the acupoint near his waist.
“Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!”
“Uh, uh, uh, gently… I can’t take it!”
He yelled while tightly gripping the sheets on the massage bed.
The fingernails scraped across the sheets, making a suggestive squeaky sound.
On the other side of the phone, Han Mo fell silent.
He quietly listened to the rapid breathing in his earphones, along with the occasional uncontrollable sob.
After the sobbing, there was a faint apology from an unfamiliar man.
“I was wrong. I’ll be gentler next time.”
Han Mo clenched his teeth, feeling a sinister fire surging in his heart.
Yan Yibing’s voice, without a hint of anger, came through the phone, “Hey… who is this?”
Han Mo sneered, “Huh, you even said yesterday that you remembered my phone number.”
With a jolt, Yan Yibing abruptly sat up from the bed.
The physiotherapist shouted, “Bing Shen! The massage isn’t done yet!”
Yan Yibing, feeling irritated, ran his hand through his hair and picked up his phone from the nearby shelf.
Checking it, it was indeed Han Mo’s phone number.
He just hadn’t saved the number.
“Damn, are you done yet? The physiotherapist answered for me; I didn’t check the number!”
He replied while jumping off the massage bed.
His shoulders and waist were sore, as if he had been beaten. He walked out while groaning in pain.
Han Mo said, “I don’t believe it. I’m not your friend of over ten years; you wouldn’t memorize my number.”
Yan Yibing frowned, irritated. “Whether you believe it or not, it’s true. Do I gain anything by lying to you?”
Han Mo replied casually, “Thought I was disturbing Bing Shen’s business. The massage sounds like moaning.”
Hearing this, Yan Yibing exploded, “I trained all day, and now I can’t even get a massage without being accused of moaning? Massages in your neighborhood within ten miles must all sound like moaning!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that Han Mo seemed to have moved to his neighborhood.
Damn, he ended up scolding himself again.
Han Mo said calmly, “Let’s join together the practice match on Friday.”
Yan Yibing just reached the door of the therapy room, closed it, and froze at the words.
After a while, he mumbled, “Together… yeah, let’s join together.”
Inside the physiotherapy room, Xu Rui looked at Song Tang.
“Did the captain’s blind date go well? Is his wife checking up on him? I’ve never seen the captain so agitated before.”
Song Tang frowned, “That girl is too sensitive; I don’t like her.”
Xu Rui replied, “What’s the use of not liking her? The captain is already hooked.”
Fu Haifeng snorted, “With the captain’s tone, you call that being hooked? I think it’s the girl who’s hooking him.”
Author’s Message:
Han Mo: Bing Shen, want to ‘massage’?
Yan Yibing: … I heard that a man’s libido decreases after the age of 25. When will you be 25?
Han Mo: In five years.
Yan Yibing: QAQ.
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