Chapter 34 Face to face... (The sentence is incomplete and lacks context.)
[Angel's Will, do you know? You have truly destroyed the eternal rebirth.]
Shortly after the opening match of the Juxing Cup group stage, this phrase began to appear on various platforms.
The reason is simple: in all modes of ROE, whether it's low-elo or ranked, 2v2 or 4v4, solo or team queue, a large number of people have suddenly emerged who use Bard as their main DPS and Elf Hunter as their support.
Countless passersby suffered horrific torment at the hands of their teammates as a result.
Good news: Angelic Will no longer makes videos about the underworld.
Bad news: He's playing in competitions now :)
"This isn't my problem," Nan Zhiyi complained as she ate breakfast while looking at her phone. "Isn't it because their ID isn't yux?"
You Xin paused for a moment while drinking porridge across from him, then immediately continued.
A moment later, he put down his spoon: "Are you going to do a live stream today?"
Both group stage matches this week have concluded. Apart from the first match against a strong opponent, the subsequent opponents were mostly more for entertainment purposes, and none of them engaged in pre-match boasting or leaking training match information, resulting in a relaxed and enjoyable atmosphere for the matches.
In the second match, Angels also easily defeated their opponents 2-0, with Nam Ji-yi and Song Meng each winning an MVP award.
As for You Xin, the day after the first match, he posted a status update on his Stars personal space.
[@yux1107: Just letting myself relax for a little while]
After the second match was also completed.
[@yux1107: Three games of easy wins]
What's even more joyous is that, as if cursed, CG lost both of their group stage matches this week, dropping from first to third in the standings.
Wednesday's group stage match against NJ was a disaster, with one game even going to drag on for 50 minutes.
[The same old CG, the same old stench. A new version and you're like a bunch of dazed flies. What else can you do besides disgust your fans?]
[yux is fine, @CG.Zds should just get out of here.]
[I thought it was a crucial battle, but it turned out to be a battle at the foot of the mountain. This match wasn't even as good as the streamer's cup next door...]
Suddenly I feel it's a good thing yux isn't playing for this team anymore; if he continued, he'd really be assimilated by this bunch of lousy players.
Meanwhile, Nan Zhiyi also experienced firsthand what it means that "in the e-sports circle, good results equal good public opinion."
Those who initially criticized his videos on his homepage were quickly forced to delete their comments by a flood of casual viewers, and the sentiment in the comment section shifted dramatically.
[I'm just a casual observer and have never followed this streamer before. I want to say that this streamer's Asia server ranking is absolutely earned by himself. His thinking is so clear, his game intelligence is simply overwhelming. If someone's actions are too outrageous, there's a certain probability that they're using cheats, but how can you cheat about game intelligence? This is completely achieved through his own brain.]
Looking at it this way, that guy on the other side named Tangyuan always brags about being in the top 100 of the ladder, mocking yux and attacking Angel, but he ended up getting beaten to a pulp by these two. He's such a troublemaker [clown].
[He also accused the opposing team of using cheats and account boosting, seemingly out of jealousy because the other team had many fans and was good-looking, but the other team was actually better at the game than him, which made him go crazy.]
[After watching the game, I suddenly felt like the commentator was a complete stranger, and I felt like I couldn't reach their level anymore. What should I do?]
Mom misunderstood you. It turns out you weren't just bragging when you said you could play high-ranking games.
[Hey streamer, since you're already so amazing, why don't you do another stream this weekend to cheer us up? It would be great if you could stream with Yux, hmm. No offense, I just really want to watch. Please, just stream, consider it feeding the chickens, hehehehe.]
There were no practice matches on Saturday, and Nan Zhiyi was considering whether to do a short broadcast to change her mood.
"How about 3 PM? Two hours of broadcasting." He finally settled on the time.
You Xin hummed in agreement, then casually added, "Want to play with me? Let's duo queue."
"..." Nan Zhiyi couldn't find a reason to refuse. "Um, okay... alright."
He posted a live stream announcement on his Stars feed, noting that yux would also be joining.
The comment section was filled with jubilation, with people spreading the news far and wide.
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However, unforeseen events can happen at any time.
At 2:30 p.m., Nan Zhiyi had already started packing up her live streaming equipment when she suddenly received a new WeChat message.
He has many friends, mostly streamers and players he met while playing games. Especially recently, after each match, he receives a large number of messages congratulating him on his victory.
But this time, the other side only sent six short words plus a punctuation mark, yet it made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave—
[Professor Wen: How is the thesis progressing?]
Nan Zhiyi felt as if she had stepped into thin air, instantly returning from heaven to the cold reality.
He put down his recording equipment, picked up his phone, and typed shakily: "[Hello teacher, I have finished writing Chapter Four]".
The other party replied almost instantly.
[Teacher Wen: We need to speed up the process.]
Nan Zhiyi: "..."
He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and collapsed onto the sofa in despair.
What's the difference between this and the whispers of the devil?!
To the left of the message, that familiar portrait hung quietly—a crooked, simple line drawing of a little girl with two pigtails sticking up on her round head, her mouth drawn as a smile with a skewed arc. It was said to be the handwriting of Professor Wen's granddaughter when she was five years old.
Such a lovely portrait, yet every time Nan Zhiyi sees it, she feels as terrified as if she's seen a ghost.
His mentor's surname is Wen and his given name is Chang. He is secretly nicknamed "White Cut Chicken" by his students. Now over seventy years old, he is a retired professor who was rehired. It is said that he was teaching at the school before it was called by its current name. He is a true old-fashioned person.
Nan Zhiyi's school implemented a "mentorship system," and he was assigned to Professor Wen during his freshman year. While other teachers left their students to their own devices and treated the system as a mere formality, Professor Wen was completely different. For the past few years, he had interrogated Nan Zhiyi about his academic progress almost every week, practically treating him like his own graduate student.
Unfortunately, Nan Zhiyi's mind was not on her studies at all, and she treated every question from the other party as if she were facing a formidable enemy.
The guilt I feel for not studying hard is real. The reluctance to go to school is also real.
Nan Zhiyi held her phone, typed out an explanation, and then deleted it.
This went on for several times, and before he could figure out how to explain it to the other party, suddenly that devilish avatar sent another message.
This time it's a picture.
The moment Nan Zhiyi saw the contents of the picture, she felt her vision go black and she almost fainted.
—That was content posted on the Baidu homepage by a marketing account. The image showed a photoshopped headshot of him and You Xin together, accompanied by the caption: [Angels Yiju Star Cup achieves two consecutive victories! Yux leaves the league for love! The two gaze sweetly at each other; the sweetest CP in the esports circle is now in action!]
[Teacher Wen: Is this you?]
Nan Zhiyi: "……………………"
From childhood to adulthood. So many years.
He had never felt such a strong urge to die before.
Who exactly is it?
Who on earth searched for games on a seventy-year-old's phone?! And let big data push him, along with such an outrageous tweet, into the face of his own mentor?!
For three years, he had kept a secret that the other party had never discovered, and just like that... Ah!!!
After a while, probably seeing that he hadn't replied, Professor Wen sent another message.
[Teacher Wen: [Image]]
[Teacher Wen: My granddaughter likes you very much.]
Nan Zhiyi: "…………"
Should I say the other person truly deserves to be called a good teacher? They resolved his doubts so quickly.
It would be even better if the picture sent by the other party wasn't a slightly blurry one, one that looked like it was taken by an older person with shaky hands, and one that was a beautifully framed fan art of him and Yux's game character being intimately close together.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Nan Zhiyi covered her face with her hands and laughed in despair.
[A little something: Professor Wen, I'm so sorry! I've been distracted by some personal issues lately, which has delayed my thesis progress. I'll finish the first draft as soon as possible. Thank you for your help!]
Now that things have come to this, shouldn't he be glad that the old man didn't know what "CP" meant and probably didn't understand the true meaning of that fan art?
Nan Zhiyi collapsed and covered her face with a cushion on the sofa.
A moment later, there was a knock on his door.
The person knocking was very quiet, clearly hesitant.
"Come in," Nan Zhiyi replied weakly.
The door opened. You Xin stood in the doorway, paused for a moment when she saw the person inside slumped on the sofa, then quickly stepped forward: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? I heard your voice—"
His movements abruptly stopped the moment he saw Nan Zhiyi's phone screen.
After a while, Nan Zhiyi noticed that the person who had come in was silent. He lifted the cushion covering his face and found You Xin staring at something with a somewhat subtle expression.
“I heard you call out and thought something had happened to you, so I came up to check on you,” You Xin began, speaking slowly. “So…”
Are you looking at this?
Nan Zhiyi followed the other person's gaze and looked at the phone screen on the sofa.
And above, a fan art piece that I randomly clicked on at some point and now takes up the entire screen, with two characters, one black and one white, face to face...
In that instant, Nan Zhiyi felt utterly speechless.
He slammed the phone face down with a loud "smack," the force of which nearly dented a hole in the soft leather sofa.
"I... I didn't..." Nan Zhiyi stammered, "Let me explain, this is..."
You Xin withdrew her gaze and, before he could stammer an explanation, interrupted him, saying, "I know what this is."
He paused, then said, "It's okay, you see. I understand."
What is he trying to understand?!
For some reason, Nan Zhiyi felt a little annoyed. Perhaps it was because the other party was behaving too indifferently and detachedly at the moment.
Then he blurted out, "How come you're so familiar with this? You even know fan art." Do you like looking at fan art too?
Unexpectedly, this tactic was completely ineffective against You Xin.
He said quite frankly, "Sometimes I'll click on it when I see it. I'll save the ones that look good."
As she spoke, she took out her phone: "Do you want to see? I have some photos saved in my album. I can send you any you like."
"………………"
Nan Zhiyi raised a hand and politely declined his offer: "No, it's alright."
You Xin: "Really, you don't need to? They're all drawn quite nicely."
"...Really, it's not necessary!!"
Having suffered two such calamities in succession, Nan Zhiyi was exhausted both physically and mentally. After a moment, he sat up from the sofa: "The live broadcast this afternoon has to be canceled."
"Why?" You Xin was taken aback.
Nan Zhiyi sighed, "You know I haven't graduated yet, right? I have to write my thesis. My teacher just urged me, and if I don't finish on time, I'm doomed..."
You Xin stood beside him, watching him open Stars, repost an apology, and then pull out his laptop, which he usually used for studying, and open a bunch of messy files.
His brows were slightly furrowed, and his expression revealed undisguised displeasure and disappointment.
After a moment, he spoke up: "Is it difficult? Can I take a look?"
Nan Zhiyi stopped moving.
He turned around and chuckled, "What? You're going to help me write it?"
You Xin nodded knowingly, "Maybe I can be of help."
Nan Zhiyi suppressed a laugh, pushed the computer in front of her, and patted the empty sofa next to her: "Come on, sit down."
You Xin obediently sat down next to him.
"for you."
He took the computer from Nan Zhiyi and carefully studied the various text data on it for two minutes.
Then I realized that I hadn't understood a single word.
After a while, You Xin pursed her lips tightly and returned the computer to Nan Zhiyi, who was already doubled over with laughter.
In the game, on the field, yux, who boasted of being invincible and omnipotent throughout his life, and who had won two FMVP awards but still hadn't graduated from high school... lost.
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Author's Note: Our Xiaoyi is still a college student.
I'll release an extra chapter tomorrow at noon. I checked and it's already reached 2k nutrient solution! Thank you all for your support! [Blue Heart]
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