Chapter 54 I have many photos here...
After the game ended, Nan Zhiyi kept her promise and did not start another game, but instead closed the game client.
He opened the Stars website, and the most prominent recommendation was the ROE official live stream. The Spring Playoffs were in progress, with CG facing off against NJ. The winning team would advance to the winners' bracket finals, while the losing team would be relegated to the losers' bracket.
The score was now tied at 2-2, and the fifth game's pick phase had just begun. Nan Zhiyi hesitated for a long time, but finally couldn't resist clicking into the live stream after seeing Wind choose [Bard]: "How about watching this... does everyone want to watch?"
The comments section was filled with messages like "Want to watch," "Want to watch," and "If there's no time, just watch this episode."
Nan Zhiyi turned to look at You Xin, who was sitting outside the camera's view. He couldn't commentate well by himself; sometimes he would get so engrossed in analyzing the game in his mind that he wouldn't say a word, which often resulted in a lack of entertainment value. "Our newly appointed moderator... would you like to move over a bit?"
This title made You Xin raise an eyebrow: "You watch CG's playoffs?"
Nan Zhiyi nodded: "It's picture five, take a look."
"There's nothing to see." Even so, You Xin still moved his chair over, now with half of his body in the camera's view. "CG can't win."
Nan Zhiyi: "…………" See, the show's effect is here.
NJ underwent a major overhaul during the transfer window at the end of the previous year. The management made a bold move by not renewing contracts with any of the original players, but instead promoted four new players directly from the second team and youth training, launching a youth revolution.
To everyone's astonishment, this team actually defeated the former champion team HYG in last year's World Invitational qualifiers, qualifying for the World Championship as the fourth seed. Although they ultimately stopped at the quarterfinals, the strength of these newcomers should not be underestimated.
In the fifth game between CG and NJ, the map was randomly assigned to Jungle, but beer chose the swordsman. He plays this class quite well, with a career win rate of around 65%, but it wasn't the best choice for this map.
Sure enough, shortly after the start of the game, he gave away a series of kills, disrupting the team's rhythm.
You Xin didn't seem surprised at all: "I told you we couldn't win."
[Having Yux evaluate CG is too authoritative.]
Are we going to lose to NJ? Do the four guys on the other side even earn more than Wind alone in a year? It's so embarrassing!
"CG's Pick... well, it's not very respectful to the opponent," Nan Zhiyi commented after watching for a while.
At this moment, a "SC" message popped up in the chat. When Nan Zhiyi wasn't playing ranked matches, his moderator would turn on the "SC" switch for him.
He caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye and read it aloud: "Good evening, anchor. I'm having a lot of troubles lately. I ran into my ex-boyfriend whom I broke up with years ago the other day..."
Nan Zhiyi regretted it as soon as she finished reading it.
He was clearly stuck, and at the same time, he felt You Xin beside him turn his gaze away from the screen and glance at him.
Nan Zhiyi felt a prickling sensation on his back. He forced himself to continue reading: "...I find my mind is very confused. I think I still have feelings for him, but I can't tell if I still like him or if it's just my obsession with my 'first love' that's causing this. Can the host help me analyze this?"
"Hmm..." He looked troubled. His fans loved to send him private messages asking about his love life, but most of the time Nam Ji-yi would just read them and reply randomly, and then the next day there would be videos of him being mocked as a love idiot circulating everywhere.
On this issue, he even felt that Song Baiyu, who was well-versed in romance novels, was more reliable than himself.
The strategists in the live chat also held their own opinions:
[A good horse doesn't eat the grass it's already grazed, miss.]
It depends on why you broke up back then.
[The kid across the street might already be three years old, let's just forget about it.]
The fact that you asked this question might mean you still love him.
“It’s very simple,” You Xin said suddenly. “When you’re with him, are you thinking about your past or your present?”
"If you're concerned with your past relationship, then you might only like the person you've imagined. If you're concerned with him/her as he/she is now..."
You Xin paused for a moment. He said softly, "Then maybe. You still like him."
Nan Zhiyi turned to look at him in surprise.
You Xin's gaze fell on a spot somewhere between the screen and the desktop. In that instant, Nan Zhiyi had a strange feeling, a feeling that he would ask her the next question, "Do you care about me, the me of the past, or the me of the present?"
When he came to his senses, he found the comments section filled with joy and peace, with everyone posting things like "Hahahahahaha" and "Master, I've got it!"
It was as if he was the only one who had suddenly lost his mind.
"It's over—the unstoppable rookie team NJ has defeated the veteran powerhouse CG, who have had a tumultuous year!!" The commentator suddenly shouted in the headset.
Nan Zhiyi was startled and fully woke up. She found that the NJ team members on the screen had already stood up and shaken hands with the CG team members. They were all smiling brightly and waving to the camera with high spirits.
Meanwhile, the four CG members hung their heads and packed up their peripherals. The main DPS, xww, looked ashen-faced, while wind blushed from the sides of his face to the roots of his ears.
"Wow, congratulations to Team NJ!!" Nan Zhiyi stood up from his chair in a slightly exaggerated manner, trying to cover up his momentary lapse in composure. He picked up his phone and glanced at the time; it had already been two hours since the agreed-upon time.
"That's all for today," he said somewhat hastily. "There's another shoot tomorrow... yeah, it's the official photo shoot for the Contenders Cup, we're starting earlier than the league teams."
"Goodbye, everyone." Ignoring the countless attempts by viewers to stay, Nan Zhiyi quickly ended the live stream.
The live stream screen went back to black, and Nan Zhiyi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced at You Xin beside him and found that the other party seemed normal.
"Why don't you get some rest?" he suggested.
You Xin hummed in agreement.
Just as he was about to get up, the doorbell downstairs rang.
Nan Zhiyi asked curiously, "Who is it so late? Did you buy something again?"
However, You Xin didn't seem quite sure either: "I don't know. I'll go down and take a look."
He got up and left, leaving Nan Zhiyi alone in the workroom.
Nan Zhiyi stood there for a while. Then, he picked up his phone, opened WeChat, and sent a message to Song Baiyu.
[Xiaoyi: I have a friend who recently met up with his first love, and he's starting to think he might still have feelings for her. What do you think he should do?]
The other party replied almost instantly.
Song Baiyu replied with six huge characters: 【。 。 。 。 。 。 。】
[Pigeon: I thought the "I Have a Friend" scene was outdated now]
[Pigeon: Do you know how I felt when I was exhausted after scrims, saw your message and thought you were concerned about me, only to open it and find this?!?!]
[Pigeon: Wait a minute, Nam Ji-yi, this isn't like you. Why would you ask such a question?]
Nan Zhiyi stared at the top of the screen, feeling inexplicably nervous.
But the next second, the other party sent a long string of messages.
[Pigeon: Nam Ji-yi, let me tell you! What you're doing right now is unethical, extremely unethical, do you understand?! How can you be entangled with your ex while simultaneously engaging in bromance with our Little God and deceiving your fans?! Where do you put our Little God, and where do you put your fans?! I don't care how pretty your sister is or how much you've rekindled your old flame, stop right now!!!]
Nan Zhiyi's reply was stuck in her throat.
How is he supposed to answer that? He can't exactly say, "Actually, the person I wanted to ask about was yux," can he?
While he was still struggling with this, Song Baiyu sent another message: "But bro, seriously, I think the problem isn't whether you still like her, but whether she still likes you."
Nan Zhiyi's eyes lit up; she felt this idea was pretty good. She realized she had asked the right person tonight.
[Xiaoyi Xiaoyi: I don't know]
[Pigeon: ...]
[Pigeon: Do I look like someone who knows?]
[Xiaoyi Xiaoyi: OO]
[Pigeon: Forget about such vague things, I just want to ask you a question]
[Pigeon: Has the problem that caused your breakup back then been resolved all these years? If not, then I advise you to take it easy, or you'll repeat the same mistake.]
Nan Zhiyi's fingertips hovered over the screen as she typed.
a long time.
[Xiaoyi Xiaoyi: If I had to say, it would probably be that I wasn't brave enough back then, and he was too stubborn [falling down.jpg]]
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When Nan Zhiyi left the room with her phone, she suddenly realized that You Xin hadn't made a sound since he came downstairs and opened the door.
He hurried downstairs and found the front door open. You Xin was standing under the bright wall lamp, examining something in his hand.
"What happened?" Nan Zhiyi put her phone back in her pocket and went over to check. "Someone went to the wrong place—"
His words stopped abruptly when he saw what was in You Xin's hand.
You Xin was holding three things: an opened box, a teddy bear, and a photograph.
Nan Zhiyi recognized herself immediately in the photo; even the clothes were the same ones he had worn that day. And the photo was taken not far from her house.
Upon seeing him arrive, You Xin turned the photo over.
"When I came out, I found this box on the ground," he said, frowning. "I opened it and found this."
Nan Zhiyi took the photo and noticed writing on the back.
At the very top is a large "Happy Birthday" sign, with crooked and messy handwriting.
Below is a line of smaller print: "I know who you're living with now, and whatever the reason, I hope you'll ask them to move out as soon as possible, or you'll move out yourself. Otherwise, something you don't want to see will happen."
"…………"
Nan Zhiyi blinked.
The content here is... not quite what he expected?
This person went to great lengths to follow him, secretly taking photos and throwing them in, but all they wanted to say to him was to tell You Xin to move out?
Nan Zhiyi chuckled and read the text on the photo again. Just then, a tearing sound came from beside her. You Xin had ripped the exquisitely made teddy bear apart with his bare hands.
"What—" Nan Zhiyi turned his head to the side, then paused. He saw that You Xin had pulled off the teddy bear's nose, and there was a long data cable attached to the back.
That was a... camera.
You Xin gripped the camera tightly, his face extremely grim. He seemed taut all over, his chest heaving.
Nan Zhiyi immediately realized that something was wrong with him. Without thinking, she snatched the camera from his hand, threw it into the rose bushes in the garden, and then grabbed his hand.
That hand was cold, and it was even trembling slightly. He looked up at it with concern: "Are you alright? Are you okay?"
The trembling stopped for a moment, accompanied by slightly heavy breathing. You Xin's gaze fell on their clasped hands, pausing for a moment.
Nan Zhiyi belatedly came to her senses and hurriedly tried to pull her hand away.
Unexpectedly, he was gripped tightly from behind, not allowing him even the slightest opening to move.
"Call the police first," You Xin said in a deep voice. "Check the surveillance footage."
Half an hour later, in the property management lobby.
The two police officers searched through the surveillance footage and soon said, "This should be it."
Nan Zhiyi had just made a phone call to Sister Li when she came over and saw a suspicious figure loitering at his door in the surveillance footage.
The surveillance footage was of poor quality and didn't capture the person's face clearly, but just by looking at their clothes, you could tell... it was a man.
Nan Zhiyi couldn't help but blurt out, "Why is it a man?"
As soon as he said this, everyone in the room looked at him.
The younger of the two officers' lips twitched slightly, as if he wanted to laugh, but he held back out of professional ethics: "This situation is quite common. It's just that girls usually do it because they like celebrities, while many men are mainly motivated by profit."
Nan Zhiyi was a little embarrassed: "Um... I was just making a casual remark. I didn't mean anything by it."
After reviewing the surveillance footage, the two men got into a police car and went back to the police station to give their statements.
“Celebrities are prone to this kind of thing. Don’t be nervous, we’ll let you know as soon as we have the results,” the young police officer in the passenger seat reassured them.
As he spoke, he glanced at You Xin, who was sitting in the back seat and was currently radiating a low mood, through the rearview mirror: "Yux has encountered similar situations before. The club called the police at that time, and it just so happened that we were the ones who received the call."
Nan Zhiyi then realized that their current residence was quite close to CG's club, probably under the same jurisdiction.
He couldn't help but exclaim, "Huh? Officer, do you know him?"
The young police officer chuckled twice: "I occasionally play Eternal Chase, though I don't play it for very long."
He paused, then said, "Actually, these should be called illegitimate children, right? Many of them are quite young minors. After we catch them, we can often only give them verbal criticism and education, and it's very difficult to control their behavior—we found the person involved in the Yux incident later; she was a young girl who had just turned 18."
"When Yux heard about it, he came over in person. Before we even got to her, he gave that girl a piece of his mind and she burst into tears. I later went online and saw that the girl had posted a barrage of insults against him on Weibo and unfollowed him." The young police officer clearly remembered this incident vividly. "Why don't you ask Yux for advice? Maybe your words would be more effective than ours. It was a bit crude, but it did manage to make that girl realize her mistake."
After giving my statement and walking back, it was almost 1 a.m.
Nan Zhiyi was yawning sleepily in the ride-hailing car. She glanced at You Xin, who was also sitting in the back seat, and sensed that he was still in a bad mood. So she reached out and poked him: "Hey, how did you deal with these people back then?"
Several prominent fans in Nan Zhiyi's chat group already knew about this and expressed in the group that they knew the person, even posting his Weibo account. They said he was a well-known stalker in the industry, sometimes posting disgusting and perverted comments on his account, but he hadn't been so arrogant as to approach the streamer before. They had informed the assistant a long time ago, telling Nan Zhiyi to be careful when going out.
You Xin was quiet for a while: "After I went to the police station, she kept saying that she didn't do it on purpose, and that she only did it because she liked me."
"……Then what?"
“Then,” You Xin continued emotionlessly, “I said she was just too young and naive, and couldn’t recognize her own feelings.”
"..."
That sounds familiar...
“I also said that I had someone I liked for a long time, and that I had liked her for many, many years. Then I showed her our anniversary, gifts, and some photos of her without showing her face. Then she left.”
Nan Zhiyi: "…………"
Nan Zhiyi: "Hmm... Haha, you're so smart."
You Xin looked up at him and said, "If you want me to help you, it's very simple."
Nan Zhiyi hummed in response: "Hmm?" "How can I help?"
“It’s obvious he likes you, that’s why he hates me. He’s just showing off to you right now,” You Xin said. “So all I need to do is make him hate me even more.”
Nan Zhiyi immediately felt a sense of foreboding.
After returning home, washing up, and lying down in bed, Nan Zhiyi finally had time to reply to messages on WeChat.
[Pigeon: That's it? Such a trivial matter? Why don't you just go for it directly?]
[Pigeon: Where did they go? Did they chicken out?]
[Pigeon: Surely not? ? ? ]
[Pigeon: Wait a minute. What do you mean by "he"?]
Nan Zhiyi held his phone up to his face. He typed very quietly.
[Xiaoyi: I'm not afraid of being rejected, I'm afraid that in the end we won't even be able to be friends anymore TT]
[Pigeon: ...?]
[Pigeon: No, the more I hear you say that, the weirder it sounds...?]
[Xiaoyi: Going to sleep now, I have my makeup photos taken tomorrow]
[Xiaoyi Xiaoyi: Good luck against HYG tomorrow!]
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The next morning, Nan Zhiyi was woken up by her alarm clock very early.
The photoshoot was scheduled for 10 a.m., and the schedule was very tight.
He walked to the bathroom in a daze, took out his phone and saw that his room admin group had been chatting away for hundreds of minutes last night.
A group of night owls. Nan Zhiyi put her toothbrush in her mouth, opened the group chat, and found that Sister Li had asked her assistant's account to post a Weibo last night rejecting stalker behavior. The comment section was bustling with tens of thousands of comments condemning the other party's behavior.
However, the moderators quickly took a screenshot of a private Weibo post by user @zywvc. The person who posted the post was clearly the same person who appeared on the surveillance footage last night. Instead of realizing his mistake, he directly reposted the Weibo post with a photo attached, which happened to be the photo of the gift box from last night.
Caption: [I didn't do anything wrong, I just wanted you to get better and better, instead of watching you continue to hang out with scumbags.]
The meaning of the threat is self-evident.
Soon, some gossipy netizens chimed in: "Give me a heads-up, do you know anything about him? Do you have something on him?"
The blogger replied in the comments section: 【Hmm.】
Nan Zhiyi: "..."
He exited the image and then scrolled down the chat history.
Soon, he saw a long list:
[Miffens: ?]
[Pineapple Boy: ?]
【Xian: ?】
...
Nan Zhiyi spat out the bubbles in her mouth, flipped her left hand up a little, and finally found the screenshot that had everyone typing question marks in the group chat.
[@yux1107 replied to @zywvc: I have plenty of photos here, you can look at as many as you want.]
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