Chapter 84 (Second Update Combined)

Although they didn't break down in tears, the DGS players were definitely not in a good mood.

The coach touched the cigarette pack, then put it back in frustration.

If it weren't for the huge "No Smoking" signs and the fact that it was being broadcast live globally, he would have smoked three packs of cigarettes to relieve his frustration.

To advance, they must pull off a miraculous comeback from a 0-2 deficit to win 3-2. If they lose this match, it will be incredibly embarrassing, and they will be ridiculed mercilessly when they return home.

The blond man had completely lost his arrogant demeanor from before the match; he was still replaying in his mind every single decision he made in the previous game.

Upon rethinking it, he realized that the other side's thinking was completely superior to his own.

Those moments when he thought the other side was gambling were actually foreshadowings that had been laid long ago. He was like a young mouse being toyed with under the wings of a golden-winged eagle, with nowhere to escape.

Leng Zhi got up very early; he couldn't sleep soundly here at all, and he had already gotten up and eaten breakfast before eight o'clock.

He actually spent the whole night thinking about how to get rid of this "contract of servitude".

With this piece of paper, he can't even find a job as a network administrator at an internet cafe.

According to the contract, whether he voluntarily broke the contract or was fired by the boss for failing to take good care of Jiang Mingzhe, he had to pay a penalty of 30 million yuan, which could almost be described as an unfair contract.

In other words, he can only retire honorably once he has actually earned 30 million, or once the boss finds the next suitable nanny/kindergarten teacher.

Leng Zhi's plan is to pursue both paths.

Thirty million is indeed difficult to earn, but it's not unattainable for a star esports player like him.

He quickly looked around on his phone and found that e-sports was very popular in this book world. Moreover, the popular MOBA game was almost identical to the one he played in his previous life, "Tianyao," even the name was similar, called "Diyao."

At worst, he can take care of the children during the day and then practice his full training hours at night. Although it will be tiring, he will have the opportunity.

In addition, he considered a second option: to find a new employer for his esteemed boss, President Jiang.

Considering that he has just arrived here and doesn't know anyone, this route will be put on hold for now.

There's only one problem now—he really doesn't know how to take care of children!

In the game "Tianyao", Leng Zhi's profession is support, and his best hero is the healer. However, he himself has little experience in interacting with children.

For example, right now, Jiang Mingzhe is wrapped in a blanket with his eyes tightly closed.

Leng Zhi didn't intend to waste time waking him up.

He was getting ready to head to an internet cafe for a couple of games to warm up his hands. He's just a kid—a little extra sleep should be fine.

If it hadn't been so late yesterday, and he hadn't been worried about arousing the suspicion of the housekeeper, he would have chartered a plane and stayed up all night. Although 250 yuan in savings wasn't much, it was more than enough to cover internet fees.

As for why he went to an internet cafe instead of using the computer in the Jiang residence, Leng Zhi also wanted to know. How could such a large mansion only have one desktop computer, which was President Jiang's work computer, and he wasn't allowed to use it?

When he asked the housekeeper, the housekeeper looked surprised: "Mr. Leng, didn't you say you wanted to get rid of all the computers in the house? You said at the time that these electronic devices were not suitable for children to be exposed to from a young age..."

Leng Zhi: "..." Haha, I'm impressed.

The original owner made a boast, and now he has to make it up.

None of that matters now. Putting on his coat and shoes, and imagining the sound of the keyboard, Leng Zhi felt completely relaxed and happy.

free!

Just as he was about to grab his car keys and head out for a spin, the butler stopped him: "Mr. Leng, where are you going?"

Leng Zhi casually made up a story: "Let's go for a drive."

The butler looked troubled: "Now? The production crew will be picking you up soon. They just called to say they've already left."

"What program team?" Leng Zhi's heart skipped a beat.

Butler: "It's 'Baby Go Forward,' we checked the time with you yesterday morning."

Leng Zhi's smile vanished: "!" How could it be so fast! Does that mean the internet cafe plan is ruined?

He now wants to swallow his boastful words from last night back down his throat. He was completely unprepared for something like taking his kid on a children's variety show!

Even Jiang Mingzhe was still lying in bed.

Leng Zhi immediately returned to the room: "Jiang Mingzhe, get up."

He pushed open the door and saw only half of a fair, delicate face peeking out from under the soft down comforter, the tightly closed eyebrows trembling slightly. The child was curled up in a ball under the covers, like a little hill, and moved back a little when he heard someone come in.

Jiang Mingzhe doesn't want to get out of bed today.

Children are very perceptive, and Jiang Mingzhe had already sensed the change in Leng Zhi's attitude. Before, Leng Zhi's father had always been accommodating, giving him whatever he wanted, but starting yesterday afternoon, he suddenly became a different person! He spent the evening fiddling with his phone by himself, refusing to play with his toys with him!

His father has become a bad father, and he wants to punish his bad father.

If his bad dad doesn't play with him, he'll play by himself! He'll stay in bed and play!

Hearing Leng Zhi enter, Jiang Mingzhe twisted his body in a huff, making his little genius watch rattle loudly.

He was playing a whack-a-mole game. He would tap wherever a squirrel appeared, and the more squirrels he caught within the time limit, the higher his score would be.

Jiang Mingzhe really liked this game because he had the highest score among his kindergarten classmates, and his classmates called him "Squirrel King".

But when I woke up this morning, the rankings had changed. Another classmate had secretly surpassed him, and his previous first place with 42 points had now dropped to second place!

"Whoosh—"

The blanket was ruthlessly pulled off by Leng Zhi, revealing Jiang Mingzhe's light yellow rabbit pajamas.

"Don't move! We're about to win!" Jiang Mingzhe yelled.

Leng Zhi, carrying his suitcase, didn't fully open the door. He squeezed through the crack and then closed the door.

"Hello, you must be Teacher Leng. I'm Qin Wan, the assistant director of the program. Just call me Xiao Qin." Qin Wan subconsciously reached out to take the suitcase.

Leng Zhi stopped her, saying, "Assistant Qin, I can carry the box myself."

Qin Wan was used to helping celebrities carry their bags, so she was a little flattered by Leng Zhi's politeness for the first time. She only came to her senses after watching Leng Zhi put the suitcase in the trunk and then hurriedly went to open the car door.

Two groups of people were already sitting in the car, and when they saw someone coming in, they all looked up at Leng Zhi.

The first person to greet him was a young man with curly hair, dressed in an elegant overcoat, just like his name: "Hello, you must be Teacher Leng. I am Lei Shen, and this is our son Lei Xixi. We'll need your help when we're filming the variety show."

As he spoke, he pulled out a chubby boy from behind him and greeted Leng Zhi and Jiang Mingzhe.

Leng Zhi nodded slightly: "Hello."

Then he patted Jiang Mingzhe on the shoulder lightly: "Say hello."

Jiang Mingzhe looked at the child, who looked to be about his age, with curiosity: "Hello, Xixi! My name is Jiang Mingzhe!"

Lei Shen: "Hi Mingzhe, which one of you is the older brother and which one is the younger brother?"

The chubby boy paused for a moment, then said gently, "I am five years old this year, born in the Year of the Dragon, and my birthday is in August."

Jiang Mingzhe: "Then I'm the younger brother! My birthday is in October!"

When Lei Shen saw Jiang Mingzhe and his child calling each other "brother" and "little brother" affectionately, he also became warmer: "The two children really get along well. I even went to Jiang Mingzhe's first birthday party and held him back then."

Upon hearing this, Leng Zhi finally lifted his eyelids to look at Lei Shen.

He remembered that Lei Shen had quite a few scenes in the original story. Only then did Leng Zhi notice the quiet father and son.

The young father was unscrewing a thermos, intending to pour some hot tea for his child.

As Leng Zhi watched this scene, he suddenly remembered a bit of the plot from the original book.

The hot water was prepared by a relative who disliked the protagonist, and a little "ingredient" was added to it so that the protagonist would embarrass himself on camera whenever he opened it.

If nothing unexpected happens, the water inside is boiling water with added bubbles. After the bumpy ride, the hot water will spray out as soon as you turn it on, scalding anyone nearby.

In the original book, the protagonist did indeed fall into the trap, and then the well-behaved little boy treated his burns. Ironically, this misfortune brought the capable little boy a lot of "mommy fans".

Leng Zhi frowned. What kind of plot is this, bullying the protagonist? Such a large burn on his hand—e-sports players can't stand it.

He rushed forward, grabbed a blanket from the side, and immediately wrapped the cup with the blanket the moment the young man opened it, then lifted it up.

His movements were fluid and precise, emphasizing speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness, just like when he controlled his game character in the "Tianyao" arena.

The moment the cup was opened, hot water was about to gush out. The young man was splashed with a few drops, but before he could feel the pain, the newly boarded guest cleverly deflected the force, using a blanket to block the water flow, then wrapping the cup around himself and tossing it into the trash can with a "thud".

"hiss--"

The young man belatedly felt the burning sensation on his hands.

Leng Zhi: "Did you get burned? Go rinse it with cold water."

The warmth from the few drops of water dissipated quickly, and the young man shook his head: "Thank you, Teacher Leng, I haven't even realized it yet."

Leng Zhi nodded: "You're welcome."

The young man met Leng Zhi's gaze, his face flushed: "I almost forgot to introduce myself. My name is Yun Jingcheng, and this is my nephew, Han Guanyu. I usually call him Xiaoyu."

The little boy next to him sat up straight, very well-behaved and cute. "Hello Uncle Leng, hello Jiang Mingzhe, I am Xiaoyu, I am eight years old."

As expected, it's the main character and his child, just as Leng Zhi predicted.

Just like in the book, Yun Jingcheng is a delicate and innocent young man. As the male lead of a doting family novel, even his son dotes on him. Xiaoyu is only two or three years older than the other two children, but he is much more well-behaved and seems like he doesn't need his parents to worry about him.

Meanwhile, the viewers in the live stream were all a bit stunned.

[What just happened? Why did he throw Yun Jingcheng's cup?]

[Yeah, Yun Jingcheng has such a good temper. He almost got burned by the new guest but still thanked him.]

[Heartbreaking image of the cup.jpg]

[Wait a minute, let me rewind! Don't rush!]

[Holy crap! After the replay, water suddenly sprayed out of that cup for some reason, almost splashing all over Jingcheng's arm!]

[I watched the replay too. Leng Zhi covered him with a blanket. His reaction was so fast, he was like the Flash!]

This definitely has to be cut into the slow-motion version of the main film, it's just too amazing.

Leng Zhi acted on his heart, unaware of the reactions from the comments, and silently pulled Jiang Mingzhe to sit in the row behind Yun Jingcheng.

Jiang Mingzhe's heart skipped a beat when he suddenly encountered two big kids. He kicked the seat in front of him, fiddled with the seatbelt buckle, and rummaged through his little backpack.

Hearing the commotion in the back, Han Guanyu thought for a moment, then turned half of his fluffy little head over his shoulder: "Jiang Mingzhe, remember to fasten your seatbelt."

Jiang Mingzhe: "I don't know how to fasten a seatbelt! And nobody's helping me!"

Leng Zhi: "..."

He wanted to quickly strap him in with a seatbelt, but once he got in the car, the little rascal's limbs were flying around for a second.

Han Guanyu thought about it seriously for three seconds, then clenched his little pink fist: "Uncle, can I switch seats with Uncle Leng? I'll help Mingzhe fasten his seatbelt, and we can play together!"

Jiang Mingzhe raised his arms and cheered: "Let's play together!"

Leng Zhi raised an eyebrow.

Otherwise, how could he be the protagonist's child? His thoughtfulness is something even his stepfather can't match.

Yun Jingcheng patted his son's head: "Of course you can, but Xiaoyu, you still need to ask Uncle Leng for permission."

Han Guanyu nodded vigorously, then looked at Leng Zhi: "Uncle Leng, is it okay?"

Leng Zhi: "Okay."

So the two naturally switched seats, Leng Zhi was freed from the hell of taking care of a child, and Jiang Mingzhe now had someone to play with.

Xiaoyu is an angel. Leng Zhi thought to himself.

[Wow! Xiaoyu must be an angel descended from heaven! How can he be so kind, so caring at such a young age!]

[Waaah, he's such a sweet baby, Auntie gives him a kiss~]

The van drove on and on until it got dark, and even the previously noisy children became drowsy and listless before finally arriving at the actual recording site.

It's far from the city center, and as soon as you get off the car, you can smell the scent of trees and soil, clearly indicating that it's a cluster of farmhouses in the mountains.

The three groups of guests got off the car one after another, and the assistants began to carry their luggage.

Lei Shen's assistant, surnamed Yang, was a young man in his early thirties who was helping him unload his two enormous suitcases.

Lei Shen's suitcases not only looked huge, but were actually even heavier than they appeared. Assistant Yang's face turned red, and it took him a long time to unload one.

More cameras were set up on set, and Assistant Yang was now included in the camera's view. Lei Shen glanced around, and finally, just as Assistant Yang was about to be crushed by the second box, he slowly walked over.

His voice was urgent: "Yang Zhu, be careful! My suitcase is very heavy, and it's full of books that Xixi loves to read. You can't carry it, so let me help you!"

Actually, all the clothes inside were his own, but he casually made up this lie to maintain the persona of Xixi reading under the tree in front of the camera.

Yang Zhu looked at Lei Shen, who had placed his hand on the box, and showed a grateful expression.

“3, 2, 1, hey—3, 2, 1, hey—” Lei Shen’s face also turned red as he finally managed to move the box down.

Assistant Yang thanked Lei Shen, but was also a little confused.

Why is this box still the same weight even after Lei Ge helped out?

Lei Shen finished his "performance," checked the live stream chat on his phone, and sure enough, the fans really enjoyed his act:

[Mr. Lei is such a gentleman! He even helped the staff with their work. He's so approachable!]

[Unlike many other celebrities who constantly vent their anger on their assistants, only bullying their own families while possessing absolutely no professional skills.]

[I've become a fan; the little details really show.]

[By the way, why were there only three groups of guests in the car?]

[Yeah, didn't they officially announce there were five groups? Where are the other two?]

"Assistant Yang, why are there only three groups of guests? Didn't the production team invite five groups?" Lei Shen asked casually. "Were they all late?"

As the first person to board the show's car, he could use this opportunity to cultivate a persona of punctuality.

Assistant Yang wiped his sweat: "No, no... Teacher Le Xinzhou and Sister Shaoqi should have arrived as well. He should have arrived early because his agency provided him with a nanny car."

Lei Shen: "..." Big stars are just different. If I had known, I would have asked the MCN company for a van to enhance my image.

"You've finally arrived! I've been waiting here for almost two hours!"

A series of rapid footsteps came from the display board in the parking lot. Before the person even arrived, cheerful greetings came first, drawing everyone's attention to the display board.

A fluffy little head popped out from behind the display board in the parking lot.

The little one wore a trendy woolen hat, a pair of pink-to-black gradient sunglasses, and jingling accessories around the neck, reflecting a fashionable aesthetic that parents find appealing.

Then, a handsome young man dressed exactly like her appeared behind the little girl.

The handsome man pushed his sunglasses up to his forehead, revealing a pair of captivating peach blossom eyes: "Long time no see, Lei Shen."

He then turned his gaze to Yun Jingcheng and Leng Zhi beside him: "Oh, Brother Jingcheng, you're here to participate in 'Baby Go Forward' too? The last time I saw you was when you debuted through a talent show. Eh? And who's this mysterious new guest next to you?"

Yun Jingcheng was a little confused by his dense words: "Hello, Brother Le."

Then, coming to her senses, she realized she should introduce them to each other: "Brother Le, this is our new guest, Leng Zhi, and also young Jiang Mingzhe. Brother Leng, this is Le Xinzhou, my senior, and also..."

The little girl answered quickly, "Le Duoduo, my name is Le Duoduo!"

Le Xinzhou teased her, "Little girl, you're even answering questions now! Why are you interrupting when adults are talking?"

Duoduo retorted, "Who said I interrupted? I was talking to Jiang Mingzhe, why did you interrupt, Dad? When children are talking, adults shouldn't interrupt."

In one sentence, he left his own father, Le Xinzhou, speechless.

Her precocious and shrewd manner was not at all annoying; on the contrary, it was quite adorable. Le Xinzhou wasn't angry at all and greeted Leng Zhi with a smile: "That's just how my daughter is. She never lets me have my way, haha. Let me reintroduce myself. I'm a rapper. You can just call me Xinzhou."

[Hahaha, Le Xinzhou is at it again! On the surface, he complains about his daughter, but he's actually a doting father!]

[But he talked so much, like a machine gun; Yun Jingcheng was a little overwhelmed by his questions.]

[Don't be so sure, when Yun Jingcheng met Le Xinzhou, it was like a scholar meeting a soldier.]

The children quickly gathered together, chattering away about something, their fatigue from the journey completely gone.

Leng Zhi noticed that, in addition to Le Xinzhou, a mother and daughter were also walking over from behind.

"Sister Shaoqi, we've been waiting for you! We're all here!" Le Xinzhou turned around and called out.

Shaoqi isn't described much in the original book; all we know is that she's a cool and sassy older sister who gave birth single and regained her popularity on the variety show "Sisters Who Make Waves." In short, she's very cool.

At this point, all five groups of guests had arrived, but the host was nowhere to be seen.

Lei Shen was the first to become impatient. He kept glancing at his watch and asked his assistant, "Everyone's here, why hasn't the host arrived yet?"

Assistant Yang, supporting the two heavy suitcases, said, "Huh? I don't know either. Should I make a call and ask?"

Lei Shen, with the air of a seasoned veteran, said, "Ask around. According to the progress of last season, they should be assigning guest rooms to the guests by now."

Le Duoduo chimed in, "Duoduo wants a big house!"

Le Xinzhou teased her, "What if you were given a small house?"

Le Duoduo immediately grabbed Jiang Mingzhe's hand and said, "Then Xiaoming will switch with me!"

Jiang Mingzhe's eyes widened: "Why would I switch with you? Besides, my name isn't Xiaoming, it's Jiang Mingzhe!"

Le Duoduo retorted without hesitation: "Fine, I won't change it. If you don't change it, I'll keep calling you Xiaoming."

Jiang Mingzhe was momentarily speechless, his mouth agape, unsure of what to say.

I feel like I've been bullied, but I can't seem to pinpoint what the problem is.

[Xiao Ming, hahaha, what a casual nickname!]

[I have a primary school classmate whose full name is this; he always gets the center of attention when reading out questions!]

[Two kids debated about rooms, and Xiaoming lost!]

Jiang Mingzhe accepted the new name in a daze, completely unaware that it would become a source of laughter for him for the rest of his life after he started elementary school.

A few more minutes passed, and Le Xinzhou and Yun Jingcheng also started checking the time. Everyone was puzzled as to why the production team was leaving them hanging.

Leng Zhi kept staring at his phone screen, seemingly uninterested in the other people's discussion.

He was watching a streamer play games, and the more he watched, the more he wanted to play a couple of rounds himself.

I haven't touched a keyboard for two days, and this feeling of being rusty is really uncomfortable.

Qin Zhu assumed he was like the other guests, getting impatient while waiting for the host: "Teacher Leng, they've already contacted the production team and will be here soon."

As she spoke, she caught a glimpse of Leng Zhi's phone screen flashing by.

Qin Zhu: ?

Isn't this the hottest game right now, "Di Yao"? She plays this game herself, and her rank is considered quite high among her friends.

I never expected that a wealthy socialite would play such a down-to-earth game.

Leng Zhi turned off his phone screen: "It's okay, no rush, just follow the program's arrangements."

Qin Wan was somewhat surprised—as the assistant director, she certainly knew that the production team had indeed made special arrangements to not have the host greet them, but this guest actually guessed it.

Sure enough, less than a minute after Leng Zhi finished speaking, the farm's loudspeaker finally came on.

"Welcome everyone to this fully enclosed farm where only the winner can leave. All guests, please assemble in the central square—all guests, please assemble in the central square—"

If his original owner was a low-level cannon fodder male supporting character, then Lei Shen is a high-level cannon fodder.

The original owner's methods were rather crude and were quickly dealt with, while Lei Shen was much more cunning. On the surface, he was friendly with everyone, but in reality, he cared more about his ranking than anyone else, and used all sorts of underhanded tactics to exclude others.

Like the original owner, Lei Shen also came from a wealthy family, but he was just a nephew from a branch of the Lei family, and could only be considered from a middle-class family. He was scouted by an MCN company and packaged as a rich second-generation heir raising a child, becoming an internet celebrity and profiting from selling this persona.

The variety show "Baby Go Forward" was a good match for Lei Shen's profit-making persona, so his company introduced him to the show. He became an instant hit in the first season and now has a solid fan base.

However, in the second season, Leng Zhi suddenly appeared out of nowhere—Leng Zhi is also a wealthy family raising a child, and her husband is Jiang Yijing. Who doesn't know that the Jiang family is really rich?

What to do when there's a conflict in personas? Of course, you'll use every means possible to put each other down.

Therefore, in the original book, Leng Zhi's elimination was mainly Lei Shen's doing, while the protagonist Yun Jingcheng reaped the benefits.

Lei Shen thought he had hidden his little scheme well, but unfortunately Leng Zhi had already read the script.

Leng Zhi shifted his gaze: "I haven't heard President Jiang mention it."

The comments section became lively:

Who is this new guest?

[He's probably a rich second-generation like Lei Shen, but his family isn't as wealthy as Lei Shen's, right?]

[He certainly doesn't seem as particular as Lei Shen; his clothes are all unbranded.]

[Ha, indeed, Lei Shen's clothes are all luxury brands; he never wears the same thing twice!]

Lei Shen was rebuffed and cursed Leng Zhi in his heart, but his face remained expressionless: "Hehe, President Jiang is a person of high status and has a bad memory. It's normal that you don't remember the first birthday banquet when so many people were there."

Leng Zhi chuckled lightly: "Oh? Yi Jing did mention a few guests who came to the Lei family back then, but it seems that none of them were there—maybe Teacher Lei is using a stage name now. We can check their real names privately later."

He made it up.

Having just transmigrated yesterday, he had absolutely no idea about birthday party invitations, the Lei family, the Jiang family, or any related history.

However, he knew that the Jiang family would definitely not invite Lei Shen, a self-proclaimed rich second-generation, to Jiang Mingzhe's first birthday party. Lei Shen was simply bragging to solidify his image as a rich second-generation.

He said this to give this scheming guy a warning.

Stay away from me.

[So Lei Shen was just his stage name?]

Does anyone know his real name? I'm so curious!

[Why does this new guest seem so arrogant? Is he even richer than Lei Shen's family?]

[Does anyone have an inside story to share?]

Lei Shen was indeed stunned. His mouth was slightly open, but he couldn't utter a single word. He just chuckled a few times: "Ah... haha..."

Leng Zhi then saw clearly what Jiang Mingzhe was holding in his hand.

A Little Genius watch? You can use this to play games? Kids these days have such fancy toys.

Leng Zhi frowned: "You play with watches? What are you playing with?"

Jiang Mingzhe looked at the final score of "32" on the screen and stood up angrily: "It's all your fault. We would have won if you hadn't come."

Leng Zhi glanced at the image Jiang Mingzhe was holding up and said, "Only this much? That's too weak."

Jiang Mingzhe's eyes widened. Although he was too young to understand what "vegetable" meant, it didn't sound like a compliment!

"I'm the 'Squirrel King' of my class!"

Seeing Jiang Mingzhe puffing out his cheeks in anger, Leng Zhi thought to himself that this was more than just a squirrel king; his puffed-up face looked more like an adorable pufferfish.

He couldn't help but laugh at the association, and chuckled as he read aloud, "Pufferfish boy."

Leng Zhi didn't give Jiang Mingzhe any chance to retaliate. He reached out and took the watch from Jiang Mingzhe's hand, then pressed the start button.

With one hand holding down the flailing Jiang Mingzhe, he quickly moved his other hand across the screen, and soon returned the watch to Jiang Mingzhe's wrist: "Alright, get up."

Jiang Mingzhe looked down and saw a huge number on it:

99!

Below is a smaller line of text: First in the whole school, congratulations baby!

Jiang Mingzhe was illiterate and not very good at addition and subtraction, but he knew that this number was much, much bigger than his 32!

Bad dad is amazing!

Jiang Mingzhe's gaze towards Leng Zhi changed instantly, becoming three parts envy and ninety-seven parts admiration.

"Dad, there are other games too, and I want to be number one in those too!"

Leng Zhi was surprised that this whack-a-mole game was so effective, so he came up with an idea: "Okay, but you have to promise me that for the next week you won't cry or make a fuss and will listen to me. Then I will teach you and make you the highest scorer in the class."

Jiang Mingzhe only heard twelve words from the long string of words: "I'll make you the highest-scoring student in the class."

He raised his arms and shouted, "Yay! You're the best dad!"

And so Jiang Mingzhe became his stepfather's biggest fanboy. This wasn't surprising; after all, he was dealing with an esports champion, and these kinds of games were child's play for Leng Zhi.

A moment later.

Leng Zhi was very satisfied to see Jiang Mingzhe eating his bread roll obediently.

Jiang Mingzhe is very obedient now, and there's no need to worry about him at all.

Zou Shu, listening from behind, cracked his knuckles.

This little guy is precocious; he talks trash just like the captain and deserves a beating.

Despite the language barrier, the white-haired youth still bent forward slightly, bringing his face close to the other person's, as if afraid they wouldn't hear him.

"You're right, this really is our last time seeing each other, but there's nothing to be sad about."

"What you should miss is this stage... This might be your last time, so pray that you don't draw LSG's number one spot next year."

"As for the championship, the trophy is a bit too heavy for a child. Let us adults carry it for you."