Chapter 38

[Player Gongsun Shangxiang 2 defeats Gongsun Shangxiang 1!]

【game over! 】

[First: Your Brother Lin is invincible, 15 kills and 5 deaths]

[Second: Guest @Lengzhi 12 kills, 1 death]

[Zou Lin: Holy crap, the official gave me all the hero skins in the store! Except for the rare skins, I have everything now!]

[Zou Lin: Bro, you're amazing! I'll be your underling for life!]

[Zou Lin: Wow, there are even invitations to beta testers!]

Leng Zhi leaned against the railing, feeling the cool moisture under the shade of the trees.

The cantaloupe-flavored ice cream melts on the tongue, bringing a sweet and refreshing taste to the taste buds.

Being in an amusement park is like entering a temporary dreamlike wonderland, where everyone can forget who their subordinate or student is, and what they have to do when they go home.

All you need to do here is forget everything and enjoy the wonderful atmosphere.

Suddenly, the sound of a child crying came from the queue.

He was a child about the same age as Jiang Mingzhe. His limited patience was gradually worn down by the long queue, and he began to feel impatient.

His first reaction was to cry!

Then there's Qian Yun, the manager of the KM team, who was recently severely criticized by the higher-ups again.

"What's the point of keeping you around? Your endorsement fees are only a third of what the team next door charges! And that's just a new team!"

"Qian Yun, are you even capable of this? Can you even turn the company around this season? If you can't, there are plenty of people who can!"

"That new team is pretty good, they're all handsome young men, and their fans are very supportive. Can't you poach one of them?"

Qian Yun wanted to cry but had no tears.

Could it be that he didn't want to dig? He had gone to great lengths to get his contact information, relentlessly pursuing him, only to fail.

He was still angry when he hung up the phone, feeling that the other party was arrogant and conceited, and that he was just a big shot with connections and a thick skin. He thought that if a real fight broke out, he would just be a burden to KM.

Unexpectedly, Leng Zhi has actually built a team, and has become the weapon the club's management uses to stab him in the heart.

Since the major change of investors in the club's top management last year, the team's position has become somewhat awkward.

Although KM team has always been considered one of the top teams in the league, they have also been known as the perennial runner-up.

They consistently make the playoffs every year, only to be eliminated in the semifinals or finals. They've never won a championship in style, nor have they ever represented their country, which means their fan base is smaller than that of teams with a more established, established reputation.

In the world of esports, it's all about winning and losing, and the champion always attracts the most attention.

In addition, none of the team members had any appealing personalities or appearances, which greatly reduced their commercial value. In the eyes of the higher-ups, they seemed somewhat out of touch.

The higher-ups gave Qian Yun an ultimatum: "The jungler will retire after this season. You must find a suitable replacement within a month... Transfer fees are not a problem, you must revitalize the team!"

Qian Yun was very worried about this. He pondered for a long time before he came up with a "suitable" solution.

If we're talking about the most promising rising star in terms of commercial value right now, it has to be Leng Zhi. If we can recruit him, his mission will be more than accomplished.

Leng Zhi's insistence on bringing four teammates, saying that he couldn't do without even one, seemed unbreakable and unyielding.

What if... LSG loses?

As a team that advanced to the playoffs from the secondary league, there are only two possible outcomes for them in the playoffs.

It's either first place or elimination.

Qian Yun stroked his chin; he was quite confident in the strength of his team.

"Well, although we've never won a championship, we've never fallen out of the top four in the past few years."

"So what do you think? After this match, start a verbal altercation to disappoint your captain. This will secure his future, and you'll also get a big paycheck. We'll even recommend you to other clubs. Tank side laners are still in high demand."

The person on the other end of the phone was Yu Fu.

It was evening, and Leng Zhi temporarily left the base to pick up Jiang Mingzhe from kindergarten, while the four people in the training room stayed behind to continue some daily training.

He didn't hide the phone call from anyone, and even put it on speakerphone halfway through so that his teammates could listen to Qian Yun's "in-depth analysis" together—sharing happiness is worse than enjoying it alone.

Yu Fu kept a straight face and didn't say anything, while the other three suppressed their laughter, not wanting to interrupt Qian Yun's immersive performance.

Qian Yun, not receiving a reply from Yu Fu, assumed he hadn't been clear enough and added:

"Yu Fu, don't worry, this isn't about asking you to throw the game. Just a little bit of effort is all it takes to make everyone enjoy the game. Isn't that a great thing!"

He patiently explained, "It's not that I look down on you; I respect your abilities. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come up with such a scheme to poach your players, right? It's very difficult for teams that advance from the secondary league to stay. This system has been in place for six or seven years, and only one team achieved it two years ago. It's not that easy..."

The child's loud cries drew the attention of other tourists in line, and his parents immediately felt uneasy, taking their baby with them and leaving the queue.

"What a crybaby! Why is she crying again!"

The young parents were somewhat at a loss when their child suddenly became aggressive.

"I want to play with the characters in the cartoon! I don't want to wait in line!" he continued to shout unreasonably.

The family talked as they led the child away to the shade of the tree where Leng Zhi was.

Leng Zhi: "..." He really never lets anyone have a moment's peace.

With a kind heart, he pulled over the loudspeaker next to the hot spring and said, "Why not make use of this waste and let him cry in front of it?"

The young father stared in disbelief: "How could you do this...?"

Before he could finish speaking, his wife had already picked up their crying baby and pointed the camera at the loudspeaker.

"Waaaaah!"

The baby's cries were loud, and the shouts from the hot spring were also very effective, causing a high column of water to surge up from the lake.

Mom was quick to understand; she grasped Leng Zhi's strategy in a second. Even Dad, who was about to yell at her, was stunned: "...Wow, amazing!"

The child realized something was wrong.

They were treated like toys!

When the group of guests was brought back to the camp, the oblivious director finally realized something was wrong.

Why did the audience suddenly erupt in criticism of Lei Ling?

He immediately rewound the video and watched the missed footage, his face gradually turning ashen.

It's over, it's all over.

Compared to the performance accident caused by Lei Shen himself in the past, this is now on a completely different level.

The production team failed to conduct proper background checks and invited such a disgraced guest, undoubtedly contributing to the child star industry chain. Coupled with their poor handling of the torrential rain, the variety show "Baby Go Forward" and his career are likely doomed.

Back at camp, Xixi was the most visibly soaked little one.

Jiang Mingzhe had already removed his invincible little armor, and he grabbed Xixi's hand without any disgust: "Xixi! Why are you soaking wet!"

His little hands were soft, like a blazing little furnace because they hadn't been wet in the rain.

Under the pressure, Xixi held her friend's warm hand tightly and finally couldn't help but cry.

Leng Zhi, who had been leaning against the cushion, straightened up: "Xi Xi?"

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Lei Ling, who was now tense. Lei Ling finally realized that the kid had probably actually understood his boastful words.

Shaoqi also came over, took a clean disposable towel, and wiped Xixi's little face. Her gentle female voice comforted Xixi: "Don't be afraid, your uncle and aunt are here, and you won't get wet in the rain here."

Lei Ling's smile was a little stiff. He took the towel and said, "Sister Shaoqi, let me take it. Xixi was probably scared by the rain."

Xixi instinctively pushed Lei Ling away, but did not let go of her friend's hand.

Other children also came over, reaching out their hands to Xixi.

"Don't cry, Xixi, drink some hot water!"

"I have some cookies here."

Leng Zhi sensed something was wrong, and his sharp gaze was fixed on Lei Ling: "What did you do?"

Lei Ling immediately put on an expression more wronged than Dou E: "What are you talking about? What do you mean I did something?"

Xixi accepted his friends' kindness and finally said what he had kept in his heart for a long time: "He, he is not my uncle."

Lei Ling: "...?"

In his heart, he cursed Lei Shen, who had guaranteed that Xixi was a good boy, a hundred times over. He had only muttered a few words casually, so why did this child have to get him pregnant?

"Xixi, do you have a fever? Your dad told me you're very healthy. Let me take a look." As he spoke, he reached out to touch Xixi's forehead to check her temperature.

However, his hand was ruthlessly slapped away by Leng Zhi.

Leng Zhi had felt for a long time that something was off about the two guests from the Lei family.

The atmosphere between Xixi and Jiang Yijing and Jiang Mingzhe was completely different; Xixi's unnaturalness was too strong.

Viewers watching from behind the camera can't see it, but those in the same production team can see a different side of it.

This is Xixi's first act of resistance.

"Let Xixi finish speaking," Leng Zhi said.

His crying stopped, and the tall fountain jet of water fell back down.

"You're bullying me!"

The mother began to lecture her son: "You're crying, but all the other children are lining up. Why are you trying to cheat?"

The son was a bit unreasonable, so he could only lower his head and admit his mistake.

Looking at her well-behaved child again, the mother couldn't help but exclaim to her husband, "That guy must have taken care of kids before, right? That was a brilliant move!"

When the couple turned around to thank him, they found that the young man had already quietly slipped away.

Leng Zhi paid no attention to this little incident. He slipped back into the crowd and returned to the ice cream stall. Pointing to the words "One More" on the bottom of the cup, he said, "Hello, one more chocolate flavor, please."

He was incredibly lucky; he even won the 1% chance to win another drink. Leng Zhi couldn't help but hum a little tune.

After Jiang Yijing got off the pirate ship, he asked Jiang Mingzhe, "Did you see that just now? It looks like your little dad is in the square."

Jiang Mingzhe was still savoring the thrill of the pirate ship ride: "What? You didn't see it? I was focused on the pirate ship! Aren't I amazing!"

Wow, the official DiYao team is so generous! With so many skins, it must cost a fortune to recharge!

I wish I could be chosen!

[Make a wish, receive a free skin]