After taking the medicine given by the hospital, Xia Tong rushed to the toilet. He was in the toilet, browsing his phone and whimpering miserably. Shi Ya and He Youjin were standing outside the door to coax him.
"Hey...it's not a big deal," He Youjin said. "Constipation is a very common thing. Nine out of ten people on Earth have experienced constipation. Trust me, it's not a black history!"
"And the fans didn't laugh at you. I saw everyone saying you were cute and felt sorry for you." Shi Ya said while flipping through her phone.
"How can someone be cute when they are constipated?! I don't want this kind of pity! Uh-huh-huh——" When she said the last sentence, Xia Tong enunciated every word with force.
Shi Ya and He Youjin both made tactical retreats.
"Well...try harder, and don't talk first!" Shi Ya said with a twitching mouth.
Because her constipation was exposed, Xia Tong didn't look at Lin Mingfei in a good mood for two days. This was the first time that the optimistic and cheerful little Omega lost his temper. Lin Mingfei also decisively reflected on herself and realized that although Xia Tong still looked silly now, she had made great progress in her thinking and her sense of shame had begun to develop. She could no longer deal with Xia Tong's problems in a simple and rough manner like before, and had to learn to be more delicate.
Fortunately, Xia Tong was a simple-minded child after all, and she wouldn't hold a grudge for too long. After sleeping for two nights, her previous feelings of shame were diluted a lot.
While having breakfast in the morning, Lin Mingfei found him humming a tuneless little tune while browsing his phone.
Shi Ya tore into a sandwich, half-smiling. "Why does President Xia look so busy so early in the morning? He must be so busy."
"I'm replying to the fans who care about me!" Xia Tong said with a smile.
"Oh? Are you those fans who care about whether you are still constipated or not?" Zhou Yanjun came over with a wicked smile and joked.
"Really?" Xia Tong said with a pout, not angry.
"Xia Tong has a good attitude." Bo Yu said with implicit praise: "I want to learn from you."
"So, how did you respond to them?" Lin Mingfei, curious, interrupted with concern, "You didn't tell them all about your treatment, did you?"
"I wouldn't!" Xia Tong made a face at him and uttered a "honey" sound, slyly like a fox terrier. "I told them, it wasn't me who went to the hospital for constipation that day, it was Zero!"
Lin Mingfei: "...will anyone believe this?"
"Yes! Many people believed it!!" Xia Tong stretched her neck and argued.
"I think Xia Xiaotong might not have figured out one thing..." Shi Ya raised her hand to cover her eyes, unable to bear the sight. "This won't make fans forget the fact that he's constipated. On the contrary, it will make people think... that both he and Zero are constipated."
A month passed quickly and intensely, and the long-awaited official league finally kicked off.
There are many teams participating in the league this time, and many of them are very topical and have attracted a lot of attention during the preparation period. For example, there is the Sabretooth team, the champion team with many halos in the previous session, the Shadow team, which missed the TOP1 and had to settle for second place, the KUQ team that just fired a hunter team member with bad conduct, the Rainbow team, a top four team that was beaten and lost in the group arena during the preparation period, and the Polaris team, which has recruited a new Omega team member and is still on the verge of decline.
Such unprecedented popularity made the official of Wangling Game and the alliance very happy, and major platforms reported on the grand events of the qualifying group stage one after another.
The qualifiers are a process in which all teams that have passed the initial screening of the alliance and have basic competition qualifications are divided into groups through drawing lots to compete in pairs. The total points are calculated based on wins and losses, and finally the teams are ranked and eliminated based on the points. There are a large number of participating teams, and their levels are also uneven. It is possible to draw opponents of any level, which brings a lot of unknowns to the live broadcast content. It may be a fight between novices, a speed run, or a wonderful showdown between masters.
This is like "drawing lots", and to some extent it also "piques the curiosity of the audience", so the attention to the qualifying group stage remains high.
On this day, the Expo Center in City C, which served as the venue for the competition, was packed with people. Countless media cameras were densely arranged, their lenses focused on the platform located right in front of the venue.
"Welcome everyone to the third day of the large-scale holographic esports league, 'Royal Tomb.'" Today, the first group of teams will compete at the C City Cultural Expo Center. The two teams are the up-and-coming AMoon team, with its powerful momentum, and the returning veteran Polaris team!
The host's voice resounded above the venue, accompanied by the audience's extreme cheers.
Amoon is a new team that was formed this year. Several players in the team are amateur players who have performed outstandingly in the Tomb of the King game in recent years. They are all very young, around 17 or 18 years old. They were gathered together to form a team. During the preparation period, when playing in a five-person team, they once defeated several teams that entered the quarterfinals last year. It can be said that they showed their prowess.
Five young men stood on the platform, wearing red and green uniforms. Each one had a cocky and flamboyant expression. It was the pre-match interview stage. A beautiful female host stepped forward with a microphone and asked a few standard questions with a smile. Then she asked, "As rookie players, did you feel any pressure when you were drawn against the veteran Polaris team, which had won three consecutive championships?"
The young team leader, with the words "Ah Sheng" embroidered on the chest of his uniform, said with an arrogant smile, "From the beginning of the year until now, all the teams we've faced have been veterans. If every match was stressful, wouldn't our entire team need to go to a psychiatrist for anxiety treatment?"
His words were filled with arrogance, confidence, and humor. The fans in the audience screamed and cheered. The host was struck by his undisguised sharpness. He paused for a moment and smiled, "As expected, the young man wielding a sword and riding a horse is the most brave and fearless. Let's look forward to Amoon's wonderful performance!"
After sending the red and green teams off the field, the host held up his card and said with a smile, "A clash of old and new forces, another stellar competition of brilliance. Today's match is destined to be a thrilling battle of the century. Now, we invite the Polaris team, a glorious memory for many of us, to take the stage!"
The host began to sweep the audience. Fans surrounded the stage in three layers, so much so that security had cleared a path to the side for the pro players to enter and exit the booth area. But this path was empty.
The host waited for a long time but no one came on stage, so he couldn't help but reiterate: "Welcome Polaris team!" After that, he desperately winked at the stage control staff next to the stage.
The venue control staff was also confused and picked up the walkie-talkie to start talking. The audience in the nearby viewing area was even more confused. They looked at each other and whispered to each other. After about two or three minutes, a scream came from the end of the crowd.
The screams spread from one point to a line, and then to a surface, spreading over a large area, one after another. The audiences were like crazy, waving their hands or jumping and screaming on the spot.
“Ahhhhhhh God Z!! It’s? God Z himself!! God Z passed by me!!!”
"Timer brother, shake my hand? Okay!! Timer brother!!! Please look at me!!"
“Ahhhhh? All the Polaris members!! All the Polaris members in close proximity!! How did they suddenly appear from here!! Is this? Some special airborne event?!”
"Zhou Yanjun, you fat bastard, walk slower! Why are you pushing me?! You're stepping on my feet! It hurts!"
"Island, why are you always walking sideways?! I know you're tall!! But? Stop blocking BLink all the time!! Are you guys? A four-person team?!"
"Where's Blink? Where did he come from?! He's too short! I need Blink to be here!"
The crowd was moving, but it gradually dispersed to both sides. A blue and white "□□" penetrated the thick wall of people and squeezed to the front of the platform with great difficulty.
"I'm so fucking impressed by you." Lin Mingfei used her hands to protect Xia Tong from getting hit on the head by the frenzied crowd, while lowering her voice and cursing, "You can lose track of the stage manager just from backstage to front desk? Zhou Yanjun, you're a fucking pig!"
"Okay, stop scolding him. I think he's so sleepy that he doesn't even recognize himself. Ah, I feel like I stepped on so many people's feet! Fire, the human bulldozer, is really awesome. If it weren't for him being able to squeeze, the five of us might not be able to get on the stage!" Shi Ya protected Xia Tong from behind, and pushed Bo Yu, who was protecting her side, forward: "It's really too embarrassing..."
Bo Yu: "The blow-drying I did this morning wasted my time, and the ironing of my clothes wasted too. Sigh."
The five people squeezed into the booth area from the audience area with great difficulty. In front of the guardrail, the four Alphas bent down in unison and considerately, and accompanied the short man in the middle to crawl under the guardrail.
The host on the platform was stunned.
Five people walked onto the stage one after another, without forming a line, but standing in the order they had "protected the emperor" earlier. The host took a moment to come back to her senses and laughed awkwardly. "Phew, the Polaris team's appearance was really... unique and unexpected!" She handed the microphone to Zhou Yanjun, who was closest to her. "Fire is an old friend of ours. Do you have anything to say to everyone today?"
Zhou Yanjun took the microphone slowly. His eyes, which were not very big to begin with, narrowed into a slit, his eyes were empty, and then he slowly raised the microphone to his lips.
"Awoo—" He opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, he yawned loudly.
The yawn was transmitted directly from the microphone into the speakers, and was amplified hundreds of times by the speakers and spread out, like a real-life "beast roar", which made the audience in the audience dizzy.
The host had never witnessed such a shocking spectacle before and was completely stunned. But then, her professionalism forced her to quickly come up with a link to save the situation: "Ah!! As everyone knows, Fire plays a Paladin with a mighty mount. The Paladin's signature skill, 'Beast Roar', has similar power. Fire is indeed a player obsessed with his profession! Hahahaha... Let's focus on the adorable child next to Fire. Blink, may I ask you--"
Before she finished her words, her yawn seemed to be contagious. Xia Tong, who was standing next to Zhou Yanjun, also yawned, then raised her hand to rub her tearful, sleepy eyes.
The host was a bit embarrassed and said, "Well, just a friendly reminder that we are not broadcasting live..."
"Sorry... We don't usually yawn." Zhou Yanjun raised his hand and waved, showing his nonsensical temperament to the fullest: "Unless I really can't help it..."
Host: "...Then may I ask why you are so sleepy?"
"Because I didn't sleep well last night," Zhou Yanjun said. He suddenly shouted angrily to the audience, "I'm here to warn everyone! Don't stay at that Phoenix Court Hotel to the west! The soundproofing in that room... wow, it's like 360-degree Dolby surround sound! You can hear what those two people are doing next door clearly!"
host:"......"
Who still remembers this being a pre-game segment for a holographic esports game? Why is it so casual, like participating in a street raffle promotion?
She was roaring in her heart. At the same time, she saw several fans in the stands holding Polaris boards slowly putting them down with trembling hands, and the words "This team is doomed" were almost written on their faces.
"You guys...can you still play the game in the condition you are in today?" The host asked with a forced smile. She was afraid that Zhou Yanjun would say something completely off-topic again, so she deliberately passed the microphone around the fat guy and raised it in front of Xia Tong.
The little Omega was obviously very sleepy too, but he struggled to open his eyes and looked ahead vaguely. "I can fight..." He thought for a moment and spoke his mind in a baby voice: "Just...a quick fight, finish it as soon as possible, and go home to sleep!"
host:"???!!!"
What kind of arrogant words are these?!
Do you guys look down on this competition or your opponents? Hey!!!
She subconsciously looked away and glanced at the Amoon team being led into the venue in the distance. Sure enough, Ah Sheng stopped for a moment and looked back at the stage with sharp eyes.
This erroneous interview finally came to a complete shattering end. Before the curtain call, Lin Mingfei, holding her forehead with one hand, walked off the stage and saw He Youjin hurriedly rushing over from the green channel.
"Oh my God, what on earth are you guys doing on stage!?" He Youjin clutched his chest with one hand, looking like he was about to have a heart attack. "Please, that's a live broadcast! That's a live broadcast!!"
"It's all the fault of that stage controller!" Zhou Yanjun said impatiently, "He's probably new here. He didn't say anything. Who the hell knew the interview was going to be live? I thought it would be edited later! He just waved and left. What do you think we are? He can come and go at will! He left so fast, knowing that I was too sleepy to see clearly——"
"Sorry? He doesn't know." Shi Ya said.
"Damn it." Zhou Yanjun cursed.
"Oh my ancestor, please stop cursing." He Youjin said drunkenly: "You? He was about to yawn, and you didn't even cover him!"
"Damn, Zhou Yanjun has such a big mouth, how can we cover it up?" Shi Ya said.
"And it would look even weirder to cover his mouth on the stage." Bo Yu said softly.
He Youjin: "...The pre-match interview was so messed up? You guys? You're pretty reasonable?? The point is? I can't even refute it!"
"Forget it." Lin Mingfei waved her hand, ending the conversation. "It's just a pre-match interview, just something the officials use to attract traffic. It's not a big deal."
He Youjin: "...You guys, don't you care about your image? Let me tell you, when I got here just now, I saw several Polaris signs in the trash cans along the way!!"
Polaris Five: "..."
"It's such a waste of my time and energy making your uniforms look so cool! I even gave you guys a blow-dry this morning!" He Youjin was heartbroken and beat his chest, "It was all a waste!"
"...Every failure is a learning experience." Lin Mingfei sighed and said, "Next time before booking a hotel, please check the time. Yesterday, I could hear the couple over there making out until four in the morning from across Xia Tong's room."
He Youjin was stunned upon hearing this: "Oh my god, your ears are really sharp! You are worthy of being the top hunter player in the country!"
"Wow, so I only slept for three hours last night." Xia Tong said with a sad face.
Zhou Yanjun: "Who isn't? Well, ah..."
The gloomy situation in Polaris had not yet been resolved when someone suddenly blew a long whistle on the other end.
The Polaris guys all turned their heads and saw Amoon's Ah Sheng and a few teammates standing not far away. They were a large area of red and green, which was particularly eye-catching.
He Youjin glanced sideways, and the Virgo's soul was already shattered. He suppressed his voice and complained frantically: "Oh my god, their team uniforms are too fucking ugly. What kind of a shitty color combination is this... Stir-fried tomatoes and green peppers??"
The young leader of the "Stir-fried Tomatoes and Green Peppers" group had his hands in his trouser pockets, his hair unruly styled with wax, exposing his forehead. He said with a sly grin, "We can't even find the way into the stadium. Will we get lost on the arena map later? Seniors, what are you talking about?"
He emphasized the last four words, full of provocation and sarcasm.
The five people from Polaris stood up straight, and even Zhou Yanjun stuck out his fat belly. Although the two sides were separated by a distance, the invisible opposing magnetic fields under their feet had already started fighting each other.
Lin Mingfei stood at the front, his hands hanging naturally. He stretched out a finger and pointed at the seam of his trousers.
"Relax, we won't." He smiled and replied politely.
Ah Sheng tilted his head, his gaze passed Lin Mingfei and fell on the little Omega behind him, which was chilling and stinging.
"Want to finish this quickly and go home to sleep?" he asked.
Xia Tong was a little panicked by his gaze, and couldn't help but raise her hand to tug at the corner of Lin Mingfei's clothes: "Yes, yes, so what?"
"Tsk." Ah Sheng was amused by his shy little appearance, and the disdain in his eyes became stronger. He said meaningfully: "Okay, then I will make a quick decision and send you and your group of veteran teammates home to have a good sleep. After all, who would want to go stargazing on a moonlit night? Don't you think so?" After that, he mouthed a silent gesture to the people in Polaris and walked away.
"The moon and the stars again? Is he here to write poetry or to play professionally? Why is he so childish?" Zhou Yanjun was clearly still sleepy. He turned to ask Shi Ya in confusion, "And what did he say with that last lip movement? What did he say?"
"If I read it correctly, he should be talking about...old guys?" Shi Ya said.
Zhou Yanjun raised his hand and was about to roll up his sleeves: "...Hey, I have such a bad temper! These kids nowadays are all really in need of education!"
"That's enough." Lin Mingfei stopped him and said lazily, "They're not wrong. You're already so old. Compared to them, aren't you just an old fool?"
Zhou Yanjun was furious: "Zero, why are you always sticking your elbow outward?! Shouldn't you be teaching them with me at a time like this? How can you behave like a human being?"
Lin Mingfei raised her chin: "Look there."
Zhou Yanjun turned his head impatiently: "What?"
Lin Mingfei: "Camera, are you? Are you? Stupid? Is this your first time playing professionally?"
Zhou Yanjun was speechless for a moment, then rubbed his nose in annoyance. "It's been ages since I've played in a formal competition... What's wrong? Is it okay if I'm a bit rusty?"
"First time, second time, second time, second time." Lin Mingfei said, "Take the same spirit you used to argue with me and challenge them in the arena? Okay?"
Zhou Yanjun vowed: "OJBK!"
Xia Tong took out his cell phone from his pocket. Ever since he learned how to interact with his fans, he always likes to take out his cell phone to check forums and Weibo super topics when he has nothing to do.
Just as he was about to press his finger on the lock screen button of his mobile phone to unlock it, he was held down by a warm big hand. Xia Tong was stunned for a moment, raised his head and met Lin Mingfei's deep eyes.
"I'm telling you from my experience as a veteran, from now on, don't use social software." Alpha's voice had a calming power.
"Why?" Xia Tong asked.
"Because we're going to teach our son later." Lin Mingfei said calmly, "We can't let others affect our mood."
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