Lin Jiang, who was cheated by his club’s contract, unexpectedly traveled back four years in time. Looking at the contract full of traps, he decisively tore it up and left, joining the league’s ...
6. Formal joining the team
But perfection only exists when there's an internet connection, right? The illusion will surely shatter quickly once you meet in person.
Shen Ju was focused on playing ranked matches. After being let down by his teammates for the nth time, he couldn't help but pick up his keyboard and start cursing: Why do I have to play games with a bunch of idiots?
Support: Stop yelling, stop yelling, I'm a student.
Shenju: You're not even fit to be an animal.
Subsequently, he was banned for 2 hours.
Shenju: ...
He stood up, pulled up his high collar to conceal the emotions in his eyes, and his phone vibrated in his pocket. It was a message from Durren.
Duren: Shenju, um, Lin Jiang is coming to the team tomorrow. The club doesn't have any extra single rooms. Could you squeeze in with Song Zhixu for now? I'll rent the apartment upstairs for you guys later, so you can each have a single room, okay? Lin Jiang is new to the team and doesn't know anyone yet, so it's not good for him to share with others. Please, please, just make do for now. I'll have Song Zhixu help you move.
Shenju: ...
Why did you try to take his room as soon as you arrived?
It seems that perfection only exists online; it loses its beauty once it returns to real life.
Shenju was forced to move rooms.
He was already exhausted, and Song Zhixu would tease him from time to time: "Old Du told you to move, so you just move. When did you become so obedient?"
"Oh, I see. You're probably hoping Lin Jiang comes so you won't have to go back to inherit the family business, right? Stop pretending..."
To be honest, Shen Ju was neither opposed to Lin Jiang's arrival nor particularly happy about it; his only remaining goodwill was his recognition of Lin Jiang's character.
As for not having to go back to inherit the family business, that's utter nonsense. Given the current state of OT, even if the King of Heaven himself came, he wouldn't be able to make it into the World Championship.
Shen Ju glanced at him. "Did you move the mainframe?"
"Okay, okay, I'll move it for you right away... What about your air conditioner and projector? I can't possibly take them all down for you, can I?"
Shen Ju looked up at the interior decoration of the house. He had lived here for two and a half years, and he had paid for most of the appliances himself, but he couldn't move any of them. "Keep them all."
"Okay, your servant will get it ready for you right away."
After Song Zhixu helped him move everything, he also cleaned the house very diligently, even scrubbing the door frame clean by lying on the ground.
"You've already started licking him before he even arrives."
Song Zhixu didn't care. "As long as he can help me fly, he's my dad. It's only right for me to clean the floor for him!"
He finished speaking and breathed on the glass, making sure it was sparkling clean.
Shen Ju couldn't bear to look, so he picked up his backpack and went back to his room.
As night fell, Shen Ju, who was sleeping in a room with someone for the first time, unsurprisingly suffered from insomnia.
He lay in bed, listening to Song Zhixu's rambling above him: "Do you think Lin Jiang is easy to get along with? Although he seems like a nice person after watching the competition, I'm afraid he's not so easygoing in private. What if I offend him..."
"Hey, Shenju, have you ever met Lin Jiang before? What kind of person do you think he is?"
As Shen Ju rested his head on his arm, the gentle yet powerful voice unconsciously echoed in his mind: "It's alright, AD, go to mid lane to farm."
To be honest, Shen Ju had only met Lin Jiang a few times offline, but he could tell that Lin Jiang was a very good-tempered person.
She smiled gently at everyone she saw, showing no awareness of being a top-tier celebrity.
Even when Shen Ju glanced at him casually, he received a polite smile in return.
Clean and bright, without any mixed colors, it looks just like the radiant white light overhead.
Thinking about this, Shen Ju found himself even more unable to sleep. He changed his position and said, "If you say another word, you can go out and sleep."
Song Zhixu immediately pulled the zipper and sewed his mouth shut.
The next morning, Shen Ju was woken up early by the noise downstairs. When he went downstairs, he found out that Duren had the operations team put on a small welcome ceremony and had prepared a lot of flowery speeches.
Shen Ju hates these kinds of situations the most.
He left with the words "I'm not participating" and turned to go back to his room.
The atmosphere instantly turned cold. Song Zhixu quickly caught up with him and tried to persuade him, "What are you doing, Shen Ju? You're giving the new captain a hard time on his first day. How can you expect to get along with him in the future? My dear young master, it's just for one day. Just bear with it. Think about how he'll carry you through the summer season. What's so hard about a welcome ceremony?"
He chased Shen Ju upstairs, and then with a "smack," he was ruthlessly locked out.
He helplessly put his hands on his hips, turned around to look at Duren downstairs, who was equally helpless, and shrugged. He had tried his best, but Shen Ju was just born rebellious; if he didn't want to do something, even his ancestors couldn't force him.
Duren waved to him, calling him downstairs, and the two huddled together on the balcony to chat.
"Do you think Shen Ju doesn't welcome Lin Jiang? He hasn't said anything, it's making me so worried."
Duren was a little worried. He habitually took out a cigarette from his pocket and held it between his fingers.
"He didn't object when we asked him to move rooms yesterday, but he refused to participate in the welcome ceremony today. What does he think of Lin Jiang? What if we don't get along in the future?"
He lit a cigarette for himself and didn't forget to offer one to the other person.
Although Song Zhixu doesn't smoke much, he usually accepts the cigarettes offered by the manager.
He took a symbolic puff. "I tested him yesterday, brother. Don't worry, even if he doesn't welcome Lin Jiang, he definitely doesn't dislike him. Otherwise, he would have thrown a tantrum when we were moving rooms yesterday. And with me here, you can rest assured, they definitely won't fight."
He spoke in a lighthearted tone; the 20-year-old boy had bright eyes and a carefree laugh that made people feel strangely good.
Duren has always liked Song Zhixu. This person has a special cohesive power in the team, and he can even get along with someone as difficult as Shen Ju.
He patted him on the shoulder, "Okay, I believe you."
After taking the photos, he muttered, "Have you grown taller again? It looks so awkward in these photos."
"No way, nobody grows up every day, bro, you're just trying to make me happy..."
The two were joking and chatting, and before they had even finished their cigarettes, they received a message from the front desk: Lin Jiang has arrived.
Duren immediately stubbed out his cigarette and went outside to greet him.
Song Zhixu followed along eagerly, holding three fireworks in each hand. As Du Lun and Lin Jiang met, he jumped out and set off the fireworks with a "bang," shouting, "Welcome River to OT!"
Three loud bangs rang out, instantly igniting the atmosphere. Amidst the golden fragments, Lin Jiang, dressed in a white shirt, turned around and stunned everyone with his beauty.
Song Zhixu had only seen Lin Jiang in competitions before, and in private he could usually only see the back of his head. This was the first time he had observed this top-level bigwig so clearly.
Lin Jiang has fair skin and clean features. His white shirt accentuates his reserved demeanor. He is tall and doesn't have the aloofness often associated with top-tier players. Instead, he exudes a comfortable and approachable aura.
"Thank you. Hello, I'm Lin Jiang."
His outstretched hand was long and strong.
Song Zhixu clasped his hands together, suddenly feeling a little nervous.
Lin Jiang looks even more delicate in person than on camera, with slender hands and a clean, refreshing aura. Especially when she smiles, her delicate features are tinged with a touch of glamour, making her irresistibly charming.
Even someone as conspicuous as Song Zhixu was rendered speechless by his laughter.
Lin Jiang himself is really good, very good, much better than he imagined, so good that he felt unworthy of him.
He put aside his comedic nature and introduced himself in a serious tone: "Hello, I am Song Zhixu, OT top laner."
Duren teased him, "You're always showing your face, and you're ever embarrassed?" Song Zhixu quickly covered him, "Stop talking, give me some face in front of the new captain..."
His teammates burst into laughter.
Then Zhou Wen eagerly introduced himself: "Hi River, my name is Zhou Wen, I'm the team's support, everyone calls me Lao Wen, you can call me whatever you like. I watch every one of your matches, and I was really happy to hear you were coming yesterday. I look forward to working with you in the future!"
Next up are jungler A-Deng and substitute Zheng Yu.
The only thing missing was Chen Ju.
Song Zhixu quickly explained, "Captain, please don't mind. Shen Ju has a headache today and can't get out of bed. Let me show you around first!"
Lin Jiang didn't take it to heart. He knew before he came that the AD at OT had a bad temper. It's normal for a newcomer to have a bad temper. He was like that when he was young, but he gradually wore it down.
The welcoming ceremony downstairs was in full swing, while Shenju, who was sleeping alone upstairs, was getting a headache from the noise.
He got up and drew back the curtains. His gaze passed over the crisscrossing railings and landed on the bustling crowd. Lin Jiang, who was the center of attention, seemed to sense something and looked up at him with a smile.
Shen Ju suddenly recalled the scene when he first met Lin Jiang in person. Lin Jiang was also wearing a white shirt, and his eyes were clean and bright without a trace of impurity.
I never expected that I would still remember it after so long.