Chapter 25

[Why is this live stream so popular?]

[Is this a live broadcast of "Baby Rush Forward"? What's on it?]

[What's Mingzhe laughing about? Auntie wants to hear it too!]

[Wait and see, this is the calm before the storm.]

[Don't leave now that you've seen this; this is a hidden camera angle that even Brother Leng himself couldn't have imagined.]

[Is it true or not?]

He saw many different sides of Leng Zhi today; it seemed that Leng Zhi's ears were red for an extra long time.

Even now, Leng Zhi, who has just stepped off the float, walks briskly with his head down, avoiding eye contact with anyone.

The kindergarten teachers had a very tight schedule, and the next stop was the small theater inside the amusement park.

Groups can book the entire venue in advance, so they must arrive at the small theater in the northwest corner of the amusement park by 5 p.m.

Fortunately, the children and their parents followed the arrangements and took their seats in the small theater right on time.

This is a random show, mostly fairy tale performances specifically for children, so it's not considered a popular attraction in the amusement park.

However, the amusement park's long-term success is undoubtedly due to its ingenuity; even a simple fairy tale theater has been transformed into an interactive performance.

Leng Zhi and Jiang Yijing sat down on either side of Jiang Mingzhe.

The performance hadn't started yet, and Leng Zhi was flipping through the theater guide: "Keep quiet later, Jiang Mingzhe, don't disturb the actors."

Jiang Mingzhe nodded: "Don't worry, the teachers have already said that."

Leng Zhi glanced at the last paragraph of the manual and read it softly: "Parents, please cooperate with the actors to give your children the best possible performance... What does this mean?"

“Parents may also be selected to go on stage.” Jiang Yijing tucked Jiang Mingzhe’s head around and flipped Leng Zhi’s head over. “Look, there are instructions here.”

In this kind of selection process, the team never lets him, the captain who is ranked first, participate. But after he transmigrated, one event after another always manages to trigger his lucky E buff.

Leng Zhi's eyelids twitched involuntarily: "Shouldn't children play the dwarfs in a Snow White storyline?"

Jiang Yijing comforted him, "I think you probably won't be the main character, and besides, it's not certain that I'll draw you again."

Jiang Mingzhe interrupted the fathers' conversation and whispered, "Draw! We have to draw it!"

Leng Zhi ruthlessly covered the little one's mouth, saying, "Shut up."

The stage curtain was drawn back, revealing the theater's host.

It was the actress who played the Queen herself.

Leng Zhi's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down a little. At least it wasn't outrageous that all the main roles had to be drawn from the audience.

The Queen gave the audience a standard royal bow: "Welcome to my story. This is a well-known and widely circulated fairy tale, and I believe all of you have heard my legendary experiences."

Since no one objected, she continued:

"For group tourists, we have prepared a very special interactive experience – a performance by all members."

An uproar erupted below.

The children were extremely excited. This was a performance format they had never experienced before, and they were all eager to become little actors.

"We will select seven children to play the seven dwarfs. In addition, we need two main characters, a princess and a prince. Are there any volunteers?"

No parents raised their hands—adults who have been adults for a long time are different from children; they don't want to go up and embarrass themselves.

"Then let's ask the lighting technician to randomly invite lucky audience members."

Leng Zhi immediately lowered his head and curled up in the chair.

Don't choose me, don't choose me, don't choose me...

[Hahaha, I'm laughing so hard! Leng Zhi's reputation is being unfairly damaged.]

[Brother Leng is probably still playing the bloodbath game, unaware that he's become a prime example of a bad dad.]

[Go for it, Xiao Jiang! The female viewers are here to support you!]

[It seems the auntie playing cards has been completely captivated by Mingzhe.]

[Hehe, aren't we the same?]

Yu Fu then seized the opportunity to reply, "We are determined to win the championship..."

A hearty laugh immediately came from the other end of the phone: "Good, good, good, that's more like my son! Your team has just started operating and you need money right now. Whether you need people or money, you can get it from our Yu family! This is a sure-fire way to make money!"

His laughter went unanswered, and realizing his second son's silence, Old Man Yu finally stopped his awkward smile.

"...Yu Fu?"

"No need, Dad," the second son finally spoke up. "The team is past the point of needing money."

Has the time to use the money passed? Or am I out of touch with the information?

Old Man Yu was having some existential questions: "But weren't you all holed up in that little internet cafe last month?"

Yu Fu was simply stating the facts objectively, without any personal emotion involved. After all, he wasn't Old Man Yu's real son, and their relationship wasn't deep.

He gripped his phone tightly: "How did you know we were at that little internet cafe?"

Old Man Yu was stumped by the question. He chuckled and said, "Of course someone told me. I just wanted to give you some experience. Starting a business requires a certain attitude. You have to work hard to succeed."

"Don't be stubborn. I'm your own father. I invested the first sum of money when you first started, a full 50,000! You should have spent most of it by now, but it's okay. You're already a successful team! The Yu family's assets are open to you!"

"Speaking of which, what did you mean by 'overspending' when you needed money?"

Yu Fu: "Literally, we already have new shareholders investing, I'm sorry."

He originally thought that by transmigrating into the body of a rich second-generation heir, he could finally enjoy life, but he never expected his new father to be like this.

Although he had no complaints about spending time in internet cafes playing esports and was used to it, Old Man Yu had known about it for a long time but hadn't contacted him. Now, his sudden reappearance seemed too obvious, as if he was just trying to make money off him.

The 50,000 yuan given by the Yu family was just the beginning of the team's formation. Although Leng Zhi didn't say much, Yu Fu knew that the captain had to pay out of his own pocket for each and every match.

"We still have training ahead of us, let's talk about it later, I'm hanging up now."

The call was abruptly ended, leaving Old Man Yu on the other end completely bewildered.

"This... what a rebellious son! He has money but doesn't bring any home!" he cursed.

Immediately, he picked up his phone again and started searching for terms related to the LSG team, wanting to see who this guy was who had voted for the team before him.

As one photo after another popped up on his phone, Old Man Yu's mouth gradually dropped open.

Where did this mansion land come from?! Wasn't it still in a run-down internet cafe last month?!

Upon closer inspection of the location, his breath caught in his throat.

Everyone in S City knows this place. It's a place where every inch of land is precious, yet they've hidden such a luxury mansion and rented it out to these kids to play in.

No... no, the luxury homes here are priceless, located in prime locations and priced exorbitantly, but acquiring one requires more than just substantial wealth.

Scrolling down further, you'll find photos from the match. The team uniforms worn by the second son and his teammates weren't particularly well-made, but their colors and details were eye-catching.

Below were a few more paparazzi news articles, which Old Man Yu clicked on out of curiosity.

The figures on the luxury car overlapped. On the right was a young man in a red and black team uniform, who seemed to be the team captain... If I remember correctly, he was some kind of minor celebrity?

Hmph, a mere variety show star, does he think he has enough private funds to buy a luxury mansion?

He looked away, trying to identify the other person.

When the image is enlarged, Jiang Yijing's sculpted features become very clear.

[Wow, so high! I just got used to the perspective of a baby with legs and legs, and suddenly being lifted up like this feels so expansive!]

[Is Jiang Mingzhe still looking for his father? This is like a mouse falling into a rice jar!]

[I want to feed Mingzhe too, he's so cute!]

DGS is a team with a strong style, known for its ability to turn the tide of battle if the game drags on to the late stages.

Therefore, the competitions they participate in are often very entertaining – who doesn't love watching a dramatic comeback from the brink of defeat?

In the first game, LSG chose a fast-attack system centered around Gongsun Shangxiang.

Louis chose a late-game archer, the Sunstrider.

“LSG has clearly done their homework on DGS’s tactical style, and they want to end the match before DGS can get going.”

"This is no easy feat. DGS is known as the comeback god because they are more experienced when facing early-game aggression lineups. They are very good at disrupting the opponent's perfect rhythm, dragging the game into the late game where they can stage a dramatic comeback."

On the field, DGS changed their frivolous off-field demeanor and displayed excellent teamwork and rhythm.

Just like the commentators said, they know exactly how to handle early-game compositions.

Those early-game lineups were like a corpse with clearly defined veins in their eyes; it was obvious where to strike.

This round was no exception, with the blonde captain skillfully arranging for his teammates to reinforce the defense on each line.

After actually fighting for a few minutes, he finally realized that something was wrong.

This Gongsun Shangxiang... is too strong.

Even without any special operational rhythm, just the probing during the laning phase, Louis, who was playing the Sunbow Archer, was already being toyed with so badly that he was sweating profusely.

"Captain, we can't beat him."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Gongsun Shangxiang deftly closed her umbrella, unleashing the final move of her combo.

Soon, the same message appeared on the public chat screen for the third time.

"Damn!"

The marksman lane collapsed too quickly, and the other positions also failed to gain an advantage against LSG.

LSG used a textbook fast-paced attack strategy to end the first game of the World Invitational Tournament in eighteen minutes.

Even when the crystal was reduced to its last sliver of health, the commentators from various countries still couldn't quite believe it.

"DGS's comeback tricks are over? Is that it?"

"Eighteen minutes...? I thought it could drag on to thirty-eight minutes!"

During the five-minute halftime break, DGS conducted an emergency review, attempting to find the root cause of their loss.

"Louis, what's wrong with you today?!"

Louis was on the verge of tears: "We just can't beat them! Ask the support, aren't they like ghosts?!"

The support hesitated, "Yes... and their support players have put me under a lot of restrictions."

Golden-haired man clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "We need to look for the reasons within ourselves. Next game, we need to adjust the lineup and system according to the coach's instructions."

"Since late-game marksmen aren't working, we'll use a late-game mage carry. This is our secret weapon, which we were originally going to save for the second half of the game... but you guys are so useless."

"Never mind, let's win this round first. We absolutely cannot let those few Chinese people continue to swagger around!"

[You wouldn't believe it, would you? He's not his biological father, but his stepfather, so his surname isn't Jiang, it's Leng!]

[I'm so anxious! Why didn't you describe Leng Zhi's appearance? Handsome guys should be easy to recognize!]

[It's hard to say. In an internet cafe, with Leng Zhi's casual outfit, if you only saw his back, you could hit seven or eight people with a brick...]

"Brother! It's so kind of you to come pick me up today!" Meng De grabbed Meng Cheng's thigh.

Meng Cheng tapped Meng De's head: "It's too dangerous for you to play on the swing like that."

Mengde blinked, stared at the swing, and soon had a good idea.

He spread his arms, and the little guy lay on the swing, clinging to it with all four limbs—sitting was too unsteady, so he would just hug the swing!

Jiang Mingzhe gave it a push, and the Mengde brand swing turtle started to swing.

Wow, that's so high!

Meng Cheng: "..."

Leng Zhi hadn't finished his training for the day, but Meng Cheng arrived at the kindergarten first.

Children whose parents haven't arrived yet will play happily in the small playground downstairs with their teachers, so many kids don't actually want their parents to come pick them up on time.

Meng Dela pulled Jiang Mingzhe's sleeve and muttered, "Why hasn't your dad arrived yet? My brother arrived much earlier."

Jiang Mingzhe shook his head: "I don't know, they didn't come together."

Meng De: "Hey, didn't you know? They're working together now."

Jiang Mingzhe tilted his head: "What?"

"I overheard the adults talking. They seem to be playing video games together. They're colleagues!"

Jiang Mingzhe: !!!

That evening, Leng Zhi was pestered by Jiang Mingzhe, who insisted that Leng Zhi explain what had happened.

Leng Zhi was having a headache from the baby's nagging. Considering that Jiang Yijing had agreed, he roughly told Jiang Mingzhe about the work he was currently doing.

Jiang Mingzhe plopped down on the ground upon hearing this: "Playing games counts as work? That's cheating! I don't want to go to school anymore, I want to play games too."

"Hehe, forget it."

Leng Zhi sneered and ruthlessly scooped Jiang Mingzhe up from the ground with his arm: "You're only a third as good as me in Squirrel Fight, you're really letting the audience down."

These words left a deep shadow on young Jiang Mingzhe.

Waaah, that bad dad just wants to play games by himself and doesn't let me play, and then he calls me a noob!

Now, the vengeful kid has followed them to PX's team base.

He looked around curiously, his mouth gradually opening into an "O".

They really were playing video games!

The training rooms are filled with high-end monitors and gaming chairs that look expensive.

There were even several review rooms with huge projection screens.

The place is covered with elements from the game "Diyao," from standees of hero characters to logo stickers on the doors. The kids touch and look around, completely entering a new world.

"Mengde, look! All the older boys here are playing video games!"

"Huh, this room is empty."

[What a clever charade of a fox borrowing the tiger's power!]

[I'm laughing so hard, I really want to see Jiang Mingzhe's expression right now]

[Leng Zhi's method of dealing with this game is comparable to my method of protecting myself from my parents, but I've never seen it used to protect myself from my children.]

He doesn't look sick at all right now. Even when he's sleeping, his sleeping posture is very domineering. If he were to kick Leng Zhi's face in a little while, he might kick it.

Seeing Jiang Mingzhe's expression, Jiang Yijing finally felt relieved.

The expert is indeed quite skilled; this kid can sleep so soundly in front of others that even the expert doesn't know he's there, which suggests they're quite close.

However, sleeping like this might cause the fever to rise again. He walked behind Leng Zhi, gently tucked Jiang Mingzhe's exposed little feet back into the blanket, and rolled them up again.

After doing all this, Jiang Yijing's gaze swept over Leng Zhi's slightly parted lips. Whether he touched something or his lips were chapped, a little blood seeped from the corner of his lips.

The latter was completely unaware of this. In his sleep, he suddenly stuck out his tongue and lightly licked it. After the rusty taste spread, he unconsciously frowned.

Like a little child.

Jiang Yijing couldn't help but reach out to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips.

The moment his fingertip touched her, Leng Zhi suddenly opened his eyes.

He was still groggy and confused from just waking up, a little bewildered by the sensation left on his lips.

Did I dream about it? Why does it feel so warm?

Jiang Yijing withdrew his hand with lightning speed, pretending to be nonchalant—he didn't know what he was feeling guilty about; it was normal to want to clean his subordinate's wound, right?

With this in mind, his gaze became more open.

Leng Zhi then noticed Jiang Yijing looming over his head.

Holy crap, I've seen a ghost.

He had no idea what kind of bizarre mental process his boss had just gone through, and in a flash, he stood up.

With another "bang," Leng Zhi's head collided with Jiang Yijing's chin.

A crack appeared in President Jiang's previously dignified expression.

With that solid impact, Leng Zhi finally remembered why he saw Jiang Yijing the moment he opened his eyes.

He called them.

Although he was busy taking care of the sick Jiang Mingzhe afterward and did not call Jiang Yijing back, the other party clearly took the matter very seriously and came to visit him in person.

Just then, Jiang Mingzhe turned over again, muttering something unintelligible, accompanied by soft breathing.

The two fathers were in excruciating pain from the impact, but neither dared to utter a sound. One clutched his head, and the other pressed his chin, exchanging silent glances.

"Go out first."

"Walk!"

The family doctor was dutifully waiting for his employer's summons, but instead of being greeted, he was greeted by a couple with a rather ambiguous expression.

doctor:"……?"

As expected of the young master, in the blink of an eye, one patient has become three patients!

After the doctor's examination, it was found to be just a minor bump, with no bruises or wounds. Jiang Yijing's jawline remained perfectly curved, and even a cold treatment wouldn't turn her into a silly beauty.

He thoughtfully added, "If Mr. Leng is worried, he can shave off this part of his hair for a more detailed examination."

Mr. Leng coldly refused, saying, "Thank you, but it's completely unnecessary."

[Hahaha, who caught whom red-handed!]

[Did Ryoji forget he was streaming?]

[Brother Leng, quickly open another camera position! I want to see Jiang Mingzhe!]

“This is all for Jiang Mingzhe,” Jiang Yijing added.

Leng Zhi signed his name without hesitation: "No problem, but we don't have a formal base yet, so President Jiang may be disappointed."

Jiang Yijing stood quite close when signing the contract, almost encircling Leng Zhi in his arms.

He signed his name in strong handwriting on the paper and said, "It will happen."

Manager Chen then asked, "What are your thoughts on these materials? If you don't have any ideas, I'll contact the designer."

Leng Zhi: "Yes, but I'm not very good at painting. You'll have to ask Yu Fu."

Yu Fu immediately understood what the captain meant.

Without hesitation, he quickly pulled over a piece of white paper and began to scribble and revise on it.

Manager Chen craned his neck curiously, wondering what kind of impressive design this playboy boss could come up with.

Although Yu Fu was the boss who recruited her, ever since she discovered that Leng Zhi was the one who held the power in the team, she began to refer to Leng Zhi's opinions in everything she did.

As for Yu Fu—an unreliable rich kid who can't afford to pay wages!

But at this moment, she slowly lifted her eyelids.

A vivid and concise team logo gradually emerged from Yu Fu's pen, with each letter arranged perfectly.

"This part is black, and the outer border is red. Just make the drawing according to this."

"Wow, Mr. Yu, you can do this too!" Manager Chen took the paper and held it in his hands as if it were a treasure map.

Yu Fu rubbed his nose a little embarrassedly: "No, it's just that you get used to it by drawing a lot. Back in the day..."

He thought of something, swallowed the rest of his sentence, and focused on drafting and starting to draw the team uniforms and logo.

Back when LSG was just an internet cafe team, it wasn't like now with President Jiang's "strong support." For them, a bucket of instant noodles for each of the five players was considered an extra meal, let alone hiring someone to design these things.

During those days of struggling in the secondary league, I relied entirely on a few old fans I met in internet cafes who helped with tailoring and design. Luckily it was summer, so short-sleeved shirts and long pants were enough.

During that period, Yu Fu was so tired of drawing team logos and emblems that he almost threw up.

The pen tip moved across the paper, and the white noise of the air conditioner operating outside the window overlapped with the sound of cicadas, making Yu Fu feel somewhat dazed.

This is LSG's fourth summer.

It was also their first summer after restarting.

He handed the second sheet of paper to editor Xiao Chen.

Manager Chen offered many words of praise, but Yu Fu paid no attention. He emphasized, "Don't change it. Just follow this design. This is the plan that everyone has approved."

Manager Chen thought to himself: This is exactly what you quickly applied in fifteen minutes!

However, the design was indeed very good, so she didn't object: "No problem, Mr. Yu, I'll arrange it right away!"

Manager Chen often feels a sense of dislocation.

It's amazing that these five people could get together.

It all started when a rich second-generation suddenly created a company and then specifically asked for these four people, and he actually managed to gather them all together.

The way these five people seem to know each other so well doesn't seem like they just met; they look like they've been friends for years. It's quite an odd combination.

She suddenly remembered something: "By the way, have you decided on the names for the registered contestants?"

According to the league's rules, teams in the secondary league will use their real names. However, when they enter the playoffs, which is the real esports stage, all players must have an English nickname.

[Hahahahahaha]

[No, isn't this a bit too nourishing?]

[What does Brother Leng think of these dishes? Could it be that President Jiang...?]

[Is this something I should know? (blushing)]

Jiang Mingzhe looked up and saw Leng Zhi nod his chin at him: "Eat up, you'll know in the future."

Jiang Mingzhe immediately forked his favorite potato ball and happily put it in his mouth.

Leng's dad is no longer a bad dad! He's such a good person! Mingzhe should try his best to be a good boy!

Leng Zhi observed the changes in the cub's expression before lowering his eyes and continuing to eat.

A child's thoughts are completely written on their face; they don't even need to think to know that the "sweet date" was given correctly.

He had seen comments online that said child psychology and male psychology are based on the same principles: if encouragement and education are the main approach, the other person can be made to do what you want.

As the captain, Leng Zhi once tried to apply this theory to his teammates.

For example, when Yu Fu was not in good form, Leng Zhi comforted this strong side laner and took him downstairs to eat fried skewers: "It's okay, you are very strong, you will definitely be able to adjust your form."

Yu Fu was deeply moved. On the second day of the competition, he maintained an advantage over half the map and won the MVP award.

After the match, Leng Zhi quietly slipped the book "Child Psychology," which he had found at a secondhand bookstore, under his pillow.

Very good, it is indeed very useful.

When Zou Shu's performance declined, Leng Zhi tried the same trick again, but Zou Shu looked at him like he was crazy: "I don't care who you are, get off my captain right now! Leng Shen would never be so gentle to me! And even buy me milk tea? He would only force me to play training matches in a dark room, the kind where you can't eat unless you win."

Leng Zhi: "..." Is it really that terrifying?

He quietly threw the book away again, thinking that it was better to address the root cause than to believe such things.

As for someone like Zou Shu, he definitely needs some pressure and a good beating in the training room. Leng Zhi thought with a smile.

Leng Zhi's thoughts returned to the cub in front of him.

While it didn't work on some teammates, it unexpectedly proved very effective on Jiang Mingzhe. From now on, I won't have to rely solely on the watch game to lure him in; there are still many more areas worth exploring in children's education.

After dinner, everyone gathered in the square.

The stage that was agreed upon for Leng Zhi and Lei Shen the day before was not demolished, but upgraded and renovated, and the original stage structure can still be vaguely seen.

This time, DiYao's official team sensed the potential for increased traffic and specially assigned a publicity team to promote the variety show.

Although the game industry has already reached a large scale, there is still a large untapped female market. As the most popular children's variety show at the moment, "Baby Go Forward" has a significant portion of its audience consisting of women of all ages.

After a day of development, viewers who follow this children's variety show already know about the match between Leng Zhi and Lei Shen the night before. Even many viewers who have never played the game have gained some understanding of the game mechanics and gameplay while following the drama.

This is a great opportunity to expand into potential markets.

Di Yao extended an olive branch to the program team at lightning speed.

Although the production team believed that Lei Shen's trending topics were a scandal for the production team, they changed guests and brought in Lei Ling to avoid any further trouble.

But Di Yao gave way to far too much.

Despite the strong opposition from the production team, the investors behind the scenes tearfully agreed to Diyao's collaboration invitation.

To better integrate into the program's atmosphere, Diyao's development team worked overnight to provide a brand-new special mode for children's variety shows. Fortunately, the technical difficulty was not high, requiring no rewriting of the underlying code, only some changes to the key mapping.

Five young guests also came along. They were a little confused. Why did the adults bring the children along when they were playing games?

Although Youyou and Xiaoyu understand mobile games, and the other kids watched happily that day, it's not on the same level of difficulty as the more complex PC version.

Youyou was overjoyed.

Shaoqi could clearly sense this, because she could barely hold onto the bouncy little girl anymore.

[Haha, Jiang Mingzhe's mouth is covered in potato chip crumbs!]

[The snacks in my pocket are practically spilling out!]

[Kiss my baby!]

In that instant, he considered countless possibilities.

Did I get caught doing game boosting? There was no rule against doing part-time work.

Or perhaps President Jiang discovered that he had actually switched his brain? While his disguise wasn't flawless, such a supernatural phenomenon wouldn't be something most people would expect.

When Jiang Yijing asked the question "suitor" in a serious tone, Leng Zhi's expression became subtle.

“Impossible,” he said.

Under Jiang Yijing's probing gaze, Leng Zhi asked in return, "President Jiang, who told you this?"

After throwing the question back at him, he began to recall whether he had had any inappropriate physical contact with the program crew members in front of the camera.

In reality, when Leng Zhi was on the show, he was either completing the game tasks assigned by the program or hiding in his room playing games. Apart from Assistant Qin, he didn't remember anyone else's name.

No wonder they're from a wealthy family; someone must be coveting her status as the Jiang family's wife and is secretly spreading rumors behind her back.

Thinking about this, Leng Zhi began to look forward to the mastermind behind all this—he would rather give up this position to the mastermind as long as he was not required to pay a 30 million penalty for breach of contract.

Jiang Yijing didn't answer him, but said directly, "It's very clear in our contract that I won't stop you from pursuing true love."

Leng Zhi was full of questions: Who pursues true love? Does true love shine?

"No, Mr. Jiang, I didn't..."

Jiang Yijing was not interrupted: "However, during the term of the contract, Party B needs to cooperate with Party A and present a harmonious image of husband and wife in public. In order to achieve this, I hope Mr. Leng will pay more attention to his words and deeds."

Leng Zhi finally seized the opportunity in his speech and quickly said, "President Jiang, I currently have absolutely no intention of dating anyone else."

It's unclear which word in those words resonated with him, but after hearing it, Jiang Yijing suddenly curled his lips into a smile: "Of course I believe Mr. Leng."

Leng Zhi was somewhat bewildered by what Jiang Yijing said.

Is it a matter of belief or disbelief?

The boss in front of him was patiently persuading him: "Considering the special nature of variety shows, this is indeed a great opportunity for promotion. I hope that Mr. Leng will cooperate with the contract every day for the next few days."

Leng Zhi: "How do we cooperate?"

Jiang Yijing: "They call me every day in front of the camera."

Leng Zhi suddenly realized: "You have to report on Jiang Mingzhe's situation every day, right?"

Good heavens, reporting once a week is already torture, but a phone call every day is practically a super work injury.

He tried to negotiate: "Jiang Mingzhe has been well-behaved on the show these past few days, and the show has been very successful. I think we can be a little more lenient and trusting towards the child. How about we talk to each other every two days?"

Jiang Yijing listened patiently to him finish speaking.

Early childhood education experts seem to be different from before.

In the past, the expert would have strongly agreed with his suggestion and requested a longer call duration.

Jiang Yijing had seen many people trying to climb the social ladder by associating with him. He also sensed the same intention in the expert, but fortunately it wasn't obvious and wouldn't affect him for the time being. Once Jiang Mingzhe grew up a bit more, terminating the contract would be no problem.

Although the experts these days are full of professional knowledge, their words completely reverse the tide, and they use a thousand excuses to push their contractual husband as far away as possible.

That's really something new; it makes you wonder what's going on inside.

[I got patted by the baby]

[Haha, what a wonderful perspective!]

[Wow, Xiao Jiang's face suddenly looks much bigger!]

The reason is that someone uploaded a photo on an anonymous forum. In the photo, the well-known couple are intertwined in a luxury car, talking about something, and you can vaguely see the team captain's slightly flushed cheeks.

The image is very clear; it's obviously not taken with a mobile phone.

Under persistent questioning from netizens, the poster tearfully explained that he was just an entertainment reporter who wanted to capture some big news, but unexpectedly ended up being subjected to public displays of affection.

[OP: I can't be the only one eating this dog food!]

Unlike the post that was mysteriously taken down the day before, this post remained on the forum for a week without anyone contacting it to be deleted, as if it had received some kind of secret permission.

On a warm autumn afternoon, the LSG team moved to a new home.

The room at Xinxing Internet Cafe wasn't big, and there wasn't much stuff; one trip was enough to move everything.

Although reluctant to see the team go, Mr. Xu still wished them well: "Good luck! I'll be there to see you at the World Championship!"

He didn't disturb the empty room—though he did it only as a memorial, an act that brought him considerable benefits for a long time to come.

After all, the internet cafe room where the world champion once stayed is definitely worth a visit for esports players.

That's a story for another time. Right now, LSG has officially moved into that beautifully decorated little villa.

The owner of this villa also began to visit here frequently.

Autumn in S City is very short. As soon as October begins, there is already a hint of winter. You can no longer see light coats on the streets. At the very least, you can see suits and overcoats, and down jackets are also quite common.

After that almost explicit declaration of love that night, Jiang Yijing's presence became even stronger.

His actions served as a reminder to Leng Zhi, who sobered up the next day, that what had happened the previous night was not a dream.

Whenever Xiao Jiang had time, he would bring Jiang Mingzhe to the stands at the base to listen attentively to their post-match analysis and have long discussions with Leng Zhi about the team's future operational plans.

Becoming an official team in the league means that LSG has truly come into the view of the general public, and it also means that various problems will arise in terms of commercial endorsements and operations.

"This company has questionable qualifications, don't accept their services."

“This event will affect the training plan, so we’ll cancel it. If the league has any objections… I’ll call Chairman Zhu.”

...

Jiang Yijing is more like a captain than Leng Zhi. At least for things outside of training, he can delegate them to the manager, and he will personally handle the things that the manager can't decide.

The heir to the prestigious Jiang Group, the busy CEO Jiang, still managed to dedicate a significant amount of time to this small team.

His pursuit was bold and passionate; he practically wore his love on his sleeve.

Just as he had said, "We still have plenty of time," Jiang Yijing was in no hurry at all. He didn't urge Leng Zhi to express any further stance and continued to gradually narrow down his hunting grounds.

The playoffs arrived amidst this daily grind of training.

There are a total of eight teams participating in the playoffs this time. Apart from LSG, the other seven are all familiar faces in the league.

KM, WRC, SN, GXA... each team has reached its current stage through the accumulation of experience in the regular season.

This includes emerging forces, such as GXA, who kicked PX out of the league the year before last, and SN, last year's dark horse champion, as well as established powerhouses, such as KM and WRC, which consistently emerge every year.

The eight teams will compete in a total of seven matches, following a single-elimination format.

These seven matches represent the highest level of competition in China and attract tens of thousands of viewers every year. Whether or not they are esports fans, most people who have played the game will come to watch them.

[Who can count the bags in Leng Zhi's hands?]

[Counting work completed, eight bags]

[Would anyone actually eat these? They don't seem to match the menu of that state banquet at all.]

[The kid had a blast, but the old dad was running himself ragged! It's hilarious!]

[The camera is shaky, like something out of a police thriller.]

[Hahaha, this is a fucking cop movie, it looks like a vegetable market!]

Jiang Yijing had no original plan to come back.

He led Jiang Mingzhe, following the guidance of the kindergarten teacher, to the next space chair project to queue up.

Unfortunately, the poster for the Space Flying Chairs features an identical little dog sitting in a spaceship, sticking its tongue out at the audience.

Seeing Jiang Mingzhe staring blankly at the poster, Jiang Yijing suddenly felt a subtle competitive spirit.

After entrusting Jiang Mingzhe to the teacher who was queuing with him, he strode back to the claw machine area.

In any case, he will be an all-powerful and upright father today, and he will never be unable to even handle a small dog toy.

—Of course, this was entirely for Jiang Mingzhe's sake, and not because of any association with Leng Zhi.

The person on stage did not seem to have finished speaking.

"While some people are hardly an obstacle for us, however..." he said, emphasizing each word, "isn't the league's standard for issuing referee licenses a bit too low?"

Sun slammed his fist on the table and exclaimed, "Contestants shouldn't say irrelevant things while receiving awards! This is spreading rumors!"

"Then you can explain why our team's jungler's screen went black for a full three minutes, while the referee kept dragging it out until the team fight was over before pausing," Leng Zhi retorted sharply.

The organizers clearly did not expect that the otherwise joyous awards ceremony would suddenly turn into this situation.

Today's general manager is the junior director in charge of the event, and coincidentally, he is also one of the staff members of that popular children's variety show during the summer vacation.

After the children's reality show ended, it was said that there would be no third season, so he has been busy planning various events.

When he saw the arrogant man on the stage, he immediately covered his face and exclaimed, "My God, who has offended this big shot this time!"

Jiang Yijing, sitting in the audience, frowned slightly.

He had seen countless scoundrels in the business world, and he could tell at a glance that the person Leng Zhizheng was confronting was a person with wicked intentions.

Jiang Yijing withdrew from the crowd and dialed Ling Feng's number.

"Ling Feng, who is officially operating the Earth Radiance Alliance?"

Ling Feng: ?

Seeing that Ling Feng's imagination was getting richer and richer, Xiao Jiang, who had been silent for a long time on the other end of the phone, finally uttered a sentence.

"I haven't bought the club yet."

Ling Feng: "Huh?"

He scratched his head, took the phone away from his ear, and watched the trending video on Weibo again.

The person filming the video was some distance from the stage, and the camera was magnified several times, making it appear somewhat shaky.

However, it was still possible to see that the player who was asked to remove his mask and hat, despite quickly hiding behind his teammates, was still captured by the camera.

Ling Feng recognized the face; it was indeed Mr. Leng from Jiang Yijing's family.

Moreover, this fan-taken video is accompanied by countless screaming fans:

Ling Feng was somewhat bewildered; he hadn't mistaken him.

Zhu Hechang nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I understand, that's what I think too. I'll go find out the situation now!"

Zhu Hechang: "Yes, that's exactly why the audience is so enthusiastic about the local city competition. After all, it's really impressive for someone from the same hometown to make it through the competition."

Jiang Yijing recalled the carefree expression on the man holding the microphone on stage yesterday.

"Our goal is to be number one in the world."

He responded in a low voice, "Indeed, very impressive."

During the phone call, Jiang Yijing crammed on a lot of knowledge about e-sports events. It wasn't until he hung up that Zhu Hechang belatedly realized that Jiang Yijing might just be curious.

"Young Master Jiang, you've made rapid progress! Have you really become a gaming fan?"

Just one day later, Ling Feng was surprised to find that Jiang Yijing was already able to speak fluently and logically when he made another phone call.

"It was your good friend, Chairman Zhu, who gave you the extra lessons," he said.

He said slowly, "I just hope that the arena he's chasing is pure."

Ling Feng seemed to understand but not quite: "You two young lovers are really something else. I advise you to just confess your feelings and invest tens of millions in his team. Who wouldn't be stunned? And Jiang Mingzhe, isn't the child very close to him? Let little Mingzhe give them some support!"

Jiang Yijing raised his hand and pressed his temples, feeling quite helpless about his friend's straightforward and crude way of doing things.

"How could it be that simple? He doesn't want me to know about his team formation at all. I don't even know where to begin; anonymous investment is also very difficult. As for Jiang Mingzhe, he really can't live without Leng Zhi anymore..."

Jiang Yijing was unable to finish speaking when a strange noise came from behind the screen in the living room.

Who's there?

There was another sound from behind the screen, followed by a familiar figure emerging. Jiang Yijing couldn't help but hold his breath.

It was none other than Leng Zhi.

After winning the city tournament, the entire LSG team was filled with the joy of victory.

Ling Feng sighed, "Young Master Jiang, that's a very interesting question. Unlike clubs, alliances can't be bought. Diyao's parent company is a global gaming giant... Even if you really wanted to invest, it would be a tough nut to crack. The Jiang family is a huge and powerful family..."

"What are you thinking about?" Jiang Yijing interrupted his friend's long-winded explanation. "I'm just asking which company is running the league."

Ling Feng: "...?"

Leng Zhi did not hide the fact that he played e-sports from Jiang Mingzhe.

However, he did not learn about this from his father.

It was his new friend from the class next door, Mengde told him.

After reaching a consensus during their last squirrel battle, the two kids actually became good friends. During their swing battle after school, Mengde gave a hard push and almost sent Xiaomingzhe flying.

Fortunately, Meng Cheng reacted quickly and managed to steady the captain's son.

Meng Cheng scratched his head: "Is my Bloodthirsty Blade Combat that powerful?"

Leng Zhi curled his lips: "They probably think we're the Hero Spoon Team."

PX team clearly made the wrong judgment.

Every wasted ban slot means a powerful hero will be released into the meta.

Meng Cheng, who got the best jungler in the current version, showed them what a true jungle carry is.

"Dad, you guys are amazing! You won all three games!"

During their discussion, Jiang Mingzhe and Meng De were also released.

However, being dependent on others, and with the coach's position being higher than the captain's, Shen Yingcai could only pretend to agree: "Okay, I will try my best to correct it."

Tang Wenshi chuckled.

What an arrogant young man. Leng Zhi's comment about "the playoffs the year after next" clearly shows he has no doubt that LSG will win in the end.

Leng Zhi's invitation can be considered, but not now.

He is definitely not Shen Yingcai.

Shen Yingcai grew angrier the more he thought about it. He still felt that there was nothing wrong with his thinking today—in fact, if it weren't for the talkative captain of LSG insisting on bringing up the issue of economic distribution, Lao Tang might not have even thought of this.

Shen Yingcai panicked: "No, it's true! When I go back to my hometown next time, I'll still be able to find the notebook he threw into the pool for me. You guys are on the same team as this person; you're bound to suffer sooner or later!"

Luo Hongshuo & Yu Fu: "..."

They didn't know how to explain to this poor guy that what he was saying was actually the work of another soul.

However, they were too lazy to explain much to this guy who disrespected the spirit of esports.

Shen Yingcai was "invited" out.

"Damn it! These guys are all scum!"

Shen Yingcai frantically ran his fingers through his hair and could only sulk back in his dormitory.

I can't believe something like this actually happened.

The league has made many years of efforts to make esports recognized by the public and become a true sport, so that it would no longer suffer the same fate as in the past when it was universally condemned by parents.

To this day, Zhu Hechang is very pleased with the status of esports in competitive events and will severely punish all kinds of match-fixing.

His family is wealthy, and he has made enough money to live comfortably for generations through hotel management. What he cares about most is his position as the chairman of the China Regional Alliance.

His only regret is that China has yet to win a gold medal in a world competition. However, the good news is that last year, the country's champion team achieved a silver medal at the World Invitational Tournament, bringing them very close to their ultimate dream.

Zhu Hechang was furious when he heard this—he had worked diligently to promote the development of e-sports, but he never expected that the secondary league, the soil for cultivating e-sports stars, would quietly sprout some bad seedlings!

"President Jiang, I've taken your advice to heart. I will definitely give you an explanation, no, I will give the esports community an explanation. It's true that I haven't paid enough attention to the secondary league, and I was completely unaware of this situation," he explained sincerely.

Jiang Yijing bent down and gently picked up the plastic bottle left on the ground, throwing it in a graceful parabola.

The bottom of the trash can made a "thud" sound when it was hit.

Zhu Hechang's heart skipped a beat. He had heard his colleagues mention Jiang, the young boss of S City, for his business acumen, but he didn't know why such a remarkable person would get involved in the e-sports industry. What if this matter went wrong...

The person on the other end said, "Chairman Zhu, there's no need to feel pressured. I'm just calling today as an enthusiastic viewer to report what I've seen and heard. As everyone knows, fairness in esports is no small matter."

He quickly walked back, only to find a somewhat familiar figure squatting in front of the dog plush toy machine.

Jiang Yijing: ?

This person succeeded on the first try, catching the puppy doll he wanted to prove himself with.

Jiang Yijing: ? ? ?

He moved closer and saw more clearly the person's slightly drooping eyelashes in profile.

Despite wearing a mask, isn't this none other than his subordinate, nominal wife, Mr. Leng, who is currently on vacation?

Leng Zhi hid the puppy doll behind his back and stood up abruptly.

He greeted her slowly, "Mr. Jiang, what a coincidence."

Jiang Yijing was even more certain that he hadn't misjudged the situation on the pirate ship. He ruthlessly exposed Leng Zhi: "Why are you hiding?"

Leng Zhi squeezed the doll's paw, unsure how to explain.

Since his teammates were all away, and Jiang Mingzhe missed him, he came over to play together out of loneliness.

He would never say such a thing, not even if you beat him to death.

He made a firm decision: "Because I love my job, it would be my dereliction of duty if I couldn't let Jiang Mingzhe experience the scene of having both fathers at the same time, so I played the claw machine to give him a surprise."

The string of words was laid out in a straightforward manner, just like a business presentation on PowerPoint. Jiang Yijing couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard it.

That sounds quite plausible.

Whether it's true or not, at least the person is here.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yijing unconsciously curled the corners of his lips, and his mood became much happier.

"Really... Then let's go, Jiang Mingzhe misses you a lot."

No one took Shen Yingcai's matter to heart. His two-day trip to the PX team was just one of the many training matches they had arranged recently.

The formidable strength of the LSG team has quietly spread throughout the secondary league circle.

According to analysis reports from insiders in the esports industry, this upstart team, which has been established for less than three months, is already considered a favorite to win the championship.

The hype surrounding the variety show "Kids' Show" hasn't died down yet, and everything related to Leng Zhi is still generating a lot of buzz. Although the LSG team hasn't officially registered with the league yet, it has already gained many new fans online.

He wrote down the name he had signed hundreds and thousands of times on the paper with flowing strokes.

Panzer, the armored division, signifies that he will be the team's invincible shield.

"What about the others? Do you know them?" Manager Chen asked.

"Zou Shu, Meng Cheng, Luo Hongshuo."

As he wrote, he introduced the corresponding names.

Just then, someone walked up behind them and lightly tapped the table with their fingertips.

"Have you finished drawing? Time to train, Yu Fu."

Yu Fu turned around, surprised and delighted, "Captain! We were just talking about you. Manager Chen asked for our IDs."

The white paper was handed to Leng Zhi.

Leng Zhi quietly looked at the four names already listed on the paper, then raised his wrist and made the final stroke.

“I am Froster.”

Under the expectant gazes of Manager Chen and Yu Fu, he spoke in a steady voice, uttering the name that had once been elevated to a pedestal by fans, only to be discarded like trash.

LSG faced off against OSY, another up-and-coming team.

This time, none of the unexpected situations that occurred before occurred, and the competition proceeded smoothly.

The second session started as scheduled at 3:30 pm.

PX Team vs. All-Star Team.

When the hero selection phase began, the "strategic secret" that Gu Zuo had mentioned was officially revealed.

He has indeed returned to his old profession, the jungler role.

"It seems our match today has gained another exciting element. WRC's professional support Gu Zuo has chosen the jungle role, which is a once-in-a-lifetime occurrence! And Jiang Shang, as always, has chosen his signature marksman role!"

Shattered Star Hunter is a hero with high basic attack damage, and the same goes for the Shield Guardian chosen by Le Xinzhou.

In just twenty seconds, they managed to whittle down the turret's health by more than half.

"Captain Chen, you...?"

This was a crucial team fight, and even the teammates who had been holding back their anger couldn't hold it in any longer.

"Shut up!" Shen Yingcai said fiercely. "You only died once, what's the panic? I'll develop my strength in the next wave and we'll be able to fight back."

Jiang Mingzhe waited for a while, and it was almost his turn, but his father still hadn't arrived. He anxiously tugged at his teacher's sleeve: "What should I do? Do I have to go up alone?"

The spaceship is a relatively gentle attraction. It features a rotating pillar in the center with many chairs suspended around it. Two people sit in a group, and while you are spinning, you will feel a slight sense of weightlessness. However, the accompanying centrifugal force and the feeling of freedom and lightness make many tourists enjoy going back for the second or even third time.

The teacher comforted her, "Don't be afraid. If your dad hasn't come back yet, I'll play with you."

"Hey, it looks like your dad's here."

Another sharp-eyed teacher spotted Jiang Yijing from afar—President Jiang was tall with long legs and a handsome face, making him hard to ignore in a crowd.

She squinted and noticed another handsome man walking alongside Jiang Yijing: "Why is there another person? Is he a friend of Jiang's father?"

[How could I run into this!]

[The ones from next door have been waiting for the two groups to meet.]

What a wonderful coincidence!

[Let Xiaoyu take a look at your hand injury, he's the most reliable person.]