DSF Chapter 41

Han Mo stared at those four words, reading them repeatedly, and gently tugged at the corner of his lips.

A strange sense of satisfaction surged within him, stronger than winning the PCL championship or topping the league points leaderboard.

He always just wanted to get Yan Yibing’s approval.

Yan Yibing put down his phone and took a sip of the oat milk beside him.

He didn’t like tasteless plain milk; he preferred it sweet, very sweet, a drink that could bring joy.

After finishing it, he licked his lips and looked at the game interface.

ttase disappeared when the game ended.

Before leaving, she added several people as Steam friends.

Liang Hefeng casually moved his mouse and said, “ttase just added me. Should I accept?”

Yan Yibing had just clicked reject when he heard this and casually said, “Anything is fine.”

Liang Hefeng hesitated for a moment but ended up accepting, “Can’t bear to reject a little girl, and she plays quite well.”

Yan Yibing smiled, “Hmm.”

【Did you accept?】

Little Wildcat suddenly typed.

Liang Hefeng frowned.

He had just said he accepted, so Little Wildcat must be asking Yan Yibing, not him.

Yan Yibing opened the microphone and said seriously, “No, I’m not used to adding strangers.”

【Ok.】

So the Little Wildcat fell silent.

Liang Hefeng then realized that the girl ttase didn’t just add him.

Thinking about it, Yan Yibing was also there; how could the girl not try?

It seemed he had misunderstood. He should have rejected her too if he knew.

The atmosphere in the livestream room suddenly became a bit chilly. Yan Yibing, feeling uneasy and absentmindedly twirled the hair hanging by his ear, trying to break the awkward silence, “Did she add you too?”

Liang Hefeng moved his lips, unsure why conversations between Yan Yibing and Little Wildcat felt so natural.

【Of course I didn’t accept.】

Little Wildcat’s denial was particularly strong.

“Oh,” Yan Yibing’s tone carried a hint of amusement.

He could imagine Han Mo’s face coldly refuting.

It seemed that among the three of them, only Liang Hefeng accepted; ttase was a bit miserable.

Liang Hefeng checked the gift rankings for today, and his income had increased nearly tenfold.

Even though Yan Yibing came to play games without showing his face, it brought him so much income.

If Yan Yibing livestreamed himself, who knows how much he would earn in one night.

No wonder Yan Yibing was the treasure of the streaming platform, promoted on the official website interface every day.

No wonder Yan Yibing was Zero’s cash cow; his livestreaming contract alone could support a youth training team.

Liang Hefeng couldn’t explain his emotions.

Back when they were in school, he didn’t feel there was much difference between him and Yan Yibing.

Yan Yibing also secretly climbed over the school wall to play games. They both faced the embarrassment of not completing assignments and being punished by the teacher to stand. Sometimes, when they had no money, they would drool over the candy apples sold at the school gate.

That was the time when he and Yan Yibing were closest. Now, the gap between them had grown wider and wider.

During his time at Puxin, Liang Hefeng had to move to Jiangbei; the cost of living there wasn’t high, and there weren’t many entertainment facilities around.

After retiring, he came back to Magic City where expenses were high, and spent large amounts of money to go out.

He didn’t want to live with his frequently hysterical mother, so he rented a place on his own, making it more comfortable, costing 7,000 yuan a month.

7,000 yuan, paid every three months, made him feel distressed.

For Yan Yibing, this amount of money was probably nothing.

Liang Hefeng suppressed the feeling of unfairness in his heart and said with a pleasant expression, “Bing, you should know quite a few people in the commentary circle, right?”

Yan Yibing raised an eyebrow, tilted his head, and thought seriously for a moment, “Sorry, I really don’t know many. The manager handles all the work-related matters, and I’m too lazy to bother and socialize.”

Liang Hefeng had initially wanted to break into the commentary circle through Yan Yibing’s connections, but hearing Yan Yibing’s response, he felt a bit disappointed.

Why did he directly say he didn’t know?

Given their relationship, shouldn’t he try his best to help him get in?

Given Yan Yibing’s status in the industry, it should be relatively easy for him to help secure a commentator position.

Moreover, it was because of him that Yan Yibing entered this line of work.

This was something Yan Yibing owed him.

Who could tolerate having their dreams and jobs taken away by their best friend?

Before, when Liang Hefeng heard celebrities talk about interviews, many mentioned entering the industry because they accompanied a friend to an audition, only for themselves to be selected while their friend was rejected.

Back in school, Liang Hefeng dismissed it as a joke. But when such a thing happened to him, he understood how painful and resentful it could be.

Liang Hefeng forced a smile and insisted, “There must be a few people you know. Please help recommend me. I’m definitely capable of being a commentator, but the major commentator agencies are not signing outsiders now. Smaller ones don’t even have opportunities for commentators in large events.”

After a moment of silence, Yan Yibing said helplessly, “I only have Lemon’s contact information on WeChat. I can ask her for you, but we’re not close, and we’re not on the same platform, let alone collaborate. So there’s a high chance she will politely refuse me.”

Liang Hefeng frowned, reluctantly saying, “Lemon, the mediocre commentator from the recent PCL? I heard she started her own company, signing commentators and streamers. Nowadays, it’s true—looks matter more than anything else.”

Yan Yibing didn’t understand why Liang Hefeng’s words were so harsh.

He mentioned Lemon because Lemon was indeed the current top star in the livestreaming industry. Lemon had a wide network and many, and a person who could be successful was not solely based on being good-looking

“Don’t say that. Lemon plays games well, and the product promotion effect is excellent. Many clubs have visited her livestream.”

【This streamer is a bit too much. Lemon is my goddess!】

【Unfollowed. Who does he think he is, so arrogant.】

【You think Lemon’s commentary is not good? Let me be frank, your skills are just average. You’re a professional player, yet you’re not even as good as Little Wildcat, a college student.】

【Exactly, in the last round, Little Wildcat’s contribution was much greater than his, and the coordination with Bing Shen was great.】

【How does Bing Shen have a friend like this?】

Seeing many opposing comments in the barrage, Liang Hefeng hurriedly explained, “That’s not what I meant. I’m just saying I look average and might not meet her aesthetic.”

Yan Yibing said, “I can only give it a try.”

Yan Yibing thought that Lemon wouldn’t agree, at most, she would give him some face and politely decline with a suitable excuse.

Liang Hefeng asked, “Really? She won’t even give you face?”

Yan Yibing chuckled, looking at Little Wildcat in a camouflage halter skirt, “She probably… will only give face to Han Mo.”

After all, it wasn’t a secret that Lemon liked Han Mo, and it had become quite evident during interviews.

Moreover, he saw Chen Zefeng posting the gift Lemon gave him on his Moments, and he mentioned that Lemon gave the team captain a bottle of cologne.

There were many players following suit and joining in the fun, and Yan Yibing saw them, but he didn’t join in the fun.

Later, he somehow couldn’t find that post anymore, probably deleted by Chen Zefeng.

Liang Hefeng was surprised, “Why give face to Han Mo?”

Yan Yibing replied, “Just a joke, it’s a bit of gossip in the circle.”

【Uh… Is the streamer also a professional player or a villager who just got internet access?】

【During the livestream, Lemon even kissed Han Mo. It’s safe to say they’re officially dating.】

【That segment was really awkward; I practically dug out a Disney theme park.】

【? Wait, why are you watching Han Mo’s livestream? Report! We have a traitor among us!】

【Lemon is my goddess, okay? I watched my goddess, and ended up with a broken heart.】

Liang Hefeng felt a bit awkward. “Ah, I really don’t know.”

Yan Yibing said, “Let’s not talk about others; it’s not good.”

Han Mo in front of the screen looked at the barrage in Liang Hefeng’s livestream—

【Lemon even kissed Han Mo】

He wished he could grab this idiot out of the computer and strangle him to death.

He bit his lip, furrowed his brows in annoyance, and his slightly double eyelids creased even deeper.

【Han Mo doesn’t like Lemon, and there was no kiss. Spreading rumors is against the law.】

The words from Little Wildcat had a strong presence.

The barrage was shocked—

【So, Mao Jie really likes Han Mo, right?】

【They almost kiss, are you jealous?】

【Jealous of Lemon, tsk tsk. How do you know Han Mo doesn’t like Lemon? Could it be that he likes you?】

Yan Yibing glanced at Little Wildcat’s words and said with a gentle smile, “Alright, stop arguing. If Little Wildcat says so, then it is.”

After all, it was Han Mo himself.

Judging from Han Mo’s attitude, he didn’t have any interest in Lemon either.

But as for whether they really kiss or not, Yan Yibing genuinely didn’t know.

He was a bit curious about how Han Mo would react to getting involved with such a beautiful girl like Lemon.

“Whoever has the video, send me a copy. Just DM me on Weibo, no rush.”

Han Mo took a deep breath, and Little Wildcat sent out an exclamation mark.

【!】

Suddenly, Yan Yibing felt a bit of amusement in teasing Han Mo, just like back when Han Mo was in the youth training camp.

Liang Hefeng suddenly spoke, “Bing, how about you and I duo queue?”

He didn’t like Little Wildcat, who was too involved.

Moreover, it was evident that Little Wildcat had good skills. With her around, it would affect his performance.

He wanted to exclude Little Wildcat.

Yan Yibing hesitated for a moment, “Well…”

He didn’t really mind; after all, Han Mo staying here was indeed wasting time, and the lively atmosphere had died down, so Han Mo might want to leave on his own.

【Trio queue, I’ll play too.】

Little Wildcat directly expressed her intention.

Yan Yibing tactfully said, “Then let’s stick to a squad of three. After all, Little Wildcat is still here, and it wouldn’t be right for the two of us to leave.”

Liang Hefeng’s temples throbbed, “You…”

He didn’t understand why Yan Yibing was so biased towards Little Wildcat.

She was obviously a stranger, what did it matter if they offended her?

But since Yan Yibing had agreed, there was nothing he could say.

They played three more rounds together.

Liang Hefeng had a terrible gaming experience.

With Little Wildcat around, he never had the chance to shine.

He wanted to assist Yan Yibing, but Little Wildcat kept clinging to Yan Yibing.

He wanted to showcase his sniping skills, but Little Wildcat’s shooting speed was even faster than his.

Yan Yibing needed some attachments, so he casually mentioned it, but Little Wildcat didn’t care about tactics and charged into the enemy’s building area, forcibly taking the attachments from others’ backpacks.

Is this what they call teamwork?

It was clearly Little Wildcat’s personal show.

But Yan Yibing didn’t get angry either. With Little Wildcat doing the grunt work, Yan Yibing found the game quite easy and relaxed.

He was lazy by nature, and Liang Hefeng’s insistence on playing high-level matches had him worried.

With Han Mo around, he felt much more relaxed and carefree.

As the clock approached midnight, Yan Yibing felt it was time to go and quickly found an excuse.

“I’m at home today, and my mom wants me to sleep early. Shall we play another time?”

【Ahhhhh, no more games?】

【Goodbye, Bing Shen, and rest well.】

【Bing Shen, take care and good luck in the East Asia Championship!】

【Bing Shen, goodbye. I love you! 】

Liang Hefeng also lost interest in continuing with Little Wildcat. Seizing the opportunity, he suggested, “How about next week?”

Yan Yibing replied, “Next week won’t work. AXE’s Chen Yan is retiring, and we had plans to go out and have fun for a few days. We might be out at sea then, and the signal won’t be good.”

Liang Hefeng fell silent for a few seconds before saying lightly, “Chen Yan is about to retire, so will Fu Haifeng from your team and Rui Qing from the second team retire soon?”

Yan Yibing replied, “Not yet, no rush.”

Liang Hefeng said, “…Hmm.”

Yan Yibing bid farewell to Liang Hefeng without hesitation and quickly left the livestream.

As soon as he left, the popularity of the livestream room started to decline exponentially.

Seeing Yan Yibing leave, Little Wildcat also quickly exited. After leaving, she removed Liang Hefeng from her friends list.

Liang Hefeng: “…”

Liang Hefeng earned a total of 100,000 tonight, with a lot of it coming from Yan Yibing’s fans.

He didn’t have such generous fans; usually, livestreaming for ten hours would only earn him a few thousand.

Indeed, the power of fame.

After finishing the game, Yan Yibing rubbed his sore shoulders.

He picked up his phone and sent a WeChat message to Han Mo.

“Did you get angry because his mom grabbed your hand? Are you venting tonight?”

Coincidentally, at the same time, Han Mo also sent him a message.

“I avoided it. I wasn’t kissed. They’re talking nonsense.”

Yan Yibing was a bit stunned, realizing that Han Mo was still bothered by what happened earlier.

When a girl liked you, wanting to get close wasn’t a bad thing, right?

Wasn’t that something every energetic nineteen-year-old virgin would dream of?

“Lemon is pretty, and she’s only two years older than you.”

Han Mo gritted his teeth, his eyelids slightly drooping, his jet-black hair casting a sharp shadow over the bridge of his nose.
From Yan Yibing’s expression, it seemed like he wanted to set him up with Lemon.

“I have someone I like; don’t joke around.”

Yan Yibing was slightly startled.

His finger hovered above the phone screen, but didn’t fall.

Han Mo actually had someone he liked.

With his temper, what kind of girl would he like?

“Is she from the esports circle? Do I know her?”

The other party was typing…

After five minutes, Han Mo had only replied with two words.

“You know.”

Yan Yibing raised an eyebrow, searching his memory for any female host or commentator he had an impression of, but it seemed like no one had been particularly close to Han Mo.

Moreover, the female commentators and hosts he knew were mostly a bit older, and most of them already had boyfriends.

Around the age of twenty, it seemed like only Lemon was left.

Yan Yibing made a curious expression and asked, “Who is it?”

Now, the other party didn’t even have the “typing” status; Han Mo had disappeared directly.

Yan Yibing felt a bit disappointed, placed his phone on the table, and went out to find some fruit.

Mama Yan has a good daily routine and is already asleep, but Papa Yan is still working overtime, busy with the law firm’s international business.

Yan Yibing went downstairs to the living room, only to find a bunch of bananas.

He grabbed one, not in a hurry to return to his room, but instead wandered to the kitchen, and looked out the window.

This window happened to overlook the rear of his house.

Behind the building was Han Mo’s villa.

Through the mottled leaves, he could see the pitch-black darkness inside Han Mo’s house.

The dim streetlamp brought a bit of light, and Han Mo’s window was open, with the curtains blowing in the wind.

Han Mo must have gone to sleep.

After finishing the banana, Yan Yibing turned around and went back to his room.

He took off his black t-shirt, bare-chested, and slipped under the covers.

As he lay down, he stretched his arm out to reach for his phone.

His phone could control the room’s lights, and he was too lazy to get out of bed to turn them off.

However, when he lit up the phone screen in the dim room, he found that Han Mo had replied to him.

Han Mo said—

“The person I just saw.”

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Author’s Message:

Han Mo: Bing Shen, do you know who a lively and energetic 19-year-old virgin like me wants?

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