In the P team base, a group of people looked at each other in bewilderment as they sat around a table full of cold delicacies. Even the pig boy Zhou Yanjun had no appetite.
"Why haven't they come back yet?" He tapped the edge of his bowl impatiently with his chopsticks. "We should have chased them out together. There's strength in numbers! It also shows that all of us on Team P are really sincere. Maybe Xia Xiaotong will be so touched that she'll come back!"
"What if he doesn't come back?" Bo Yu asked softly.
"Snap" the chopsticks in Zhou Yanjun's hand broke.
"Don't be ridiculous!" Zhou Yanjun's chubby cheeks twitched comically, as if he was suppressing a momentary sadness. "That little European guy just got his special-effect weapon and hasn't even used it with us yet. Why is he in such a hurry to leave?"
"Can't we play games in any online club? It doesn't have to be in our base—" Bo Yu muttered to spoil the fun.
Zhou Yanjun was about to jump up when he heard a "crack" sound. Shi Ya squeezed the soda bottle in her hand a little.
"It shouldn't be that he won't come back." Shi Ya said lightly: "Xia Tong has nowhere to go."
His words were quite thought-provoking. Zhou Yanjun was stunned for a moment before saying, "Oh, come to think of it, I've never asked you about Xia Tong's background."
"I met him at the Starry Sky Internet Club. It felt like I was running away from home, but Zero knew him earlier and probably knows more about him than I do," said Shi Ya.
"No wonder he keeps sticking to the captain." Zhou Yanjun suddenly realized.
"Why does Zero like to deal with runaway kids so much?" He Youjin sighed without any context.
Team P: "?"
He Youjin was stunned for a moment, then realized that he had said the wrong thing. He coughed and laughed dryly, saying, "Just saying it casually."
"What have you been doing quietly for so long?" Shi Ya raised her eyebrows, moved to sit on the sofa, and looked at He Youjin's laptop screen.
"We're drafting a statement," He Youjin said, "regarding the negative information about Zero."
"You are very professional!" Shi Ya previewed the content of He Youjin's statement and was slightly surprised.
"I will take revenge if I have any. I am a professional." He Youjin was complacent.
"I heard about you from Zero. You're a top student." Shi Ya asked, "Why did you switch jobs and come to us?"
"Because I single-handedly reported my former boss's gang," He Youjin said, "I lost my job."
Shi Ya: "...You are a Virgo, right?"
He Youjin: "How do you know?"
Young Master Shi silently moved to the side, keeping a distance from He Youjin.
When Zhou Yanjun and Bo Yu heard that Lin Mingfei was going to be given a clarification, they all gathered around to watch. Zhou Yanjun, holding a spoon in his mouth, said, "Isn't your explanation too vague? Just denying without explaining doesn't sound very credible."
"You know nothing," He Youjin said. "The more you explain, the more excited the haters will be. The arguments will only get more intense, and you'll just be wasting your time and energy."
"That makes sense." Bo Yu said, "Playing the game is the most important thing."
"Click" He Youjin pressed Enter and sent a clarification statement via Weibo.
"I'm wondering if I should buy a trending search for you guys later! You bunch of outdated people—" Before He Youjin finished speaking, he saw a red dot pop up on the message interface.
"Fuck! The official Weibo account that pretended to be dead finally spoke up!"
"Finally denied it, woooooooo, I'm crying blind!"
"I knew my idol wouldn't say anything like that!"
"After being scolded for so long, you only write this little bit? Is Zero still Team P's favorite son?"
"You're feeling guilty, aren't you? You just deny it without any explanation?"
"I can't explain it, is there any need to explain it?"
"What are you trying to do with Holographic Cannon King? You're just an idiot if you argue with me."
"Instead of playing the game properly, you're just messing around all day. You're players, not internet celebrities! Is there anything else you can do?"
"The league is approaching, and there's not even any serious news about preparations. Team Withering."
"Don't ask, if you ask, it's Team P's pill."
"This is what this player I've been a fan of for so many years is like? I'm so disappointed, I've turned from a fan to a hater."
"Why are you pretending to be a Z fan upstairs? How can a Zero fan not know his style of doing things?"
"My husband has always been a Buddhist, okay? He never pays attention to such fabricated things and is too lazy to argue with haters."
"Isn't Zero's life motto: Beat them into submission?"
"Z fans are really good at brainwashing themselves. Shouldn't the Fan King be proud?"
"Please pay more attention to the players' games and stay away from their lives, okay? Aren't all of you D fans as childish and childish as you, with no personal lives? You spend all day hanging around your acne-stricken guy?"
"I think the official blog post is pretty good. They've denied everything that should be denied. The rest is the players' own privacy, so why should I explain it to you?
"Believe it or not, this is Team P."
In the blink of an eye, the number of unread messages exceeded a thousand, and the fans and haters fought each other in a bloody scene.
He Youjin was stunned for two seconds, and Shi Ya pushed him: "What did you say about us?"
"Nothing." He Youjin said with a dull face, "Even this has caused such a commotion. Who knows what will happen if we tell you more news."
"Wait, we'll retweet it right away!" Zhou Yanjun opened his Weibo with high morale: "Don't let people always say we're declining. We're actually very united."
At this time, the base gate opened.
"We're back." Two voices said in unison.
Zhou Yanjun's eyes lit up, and he rushed out happily: "Xia Xiaotong!!"
"Ah, Fatty!" Xia Tong was hugged by him, her face flushed red: "I-I-I can't breathe!"
"I thought I couldn't play with you anymore!" Zhou Yanjun felt deeply moved.
Lin Mingfei raised her hand and pulled Zhou Yanjun away: "There will be plenty of opportunities to play in the future, let go for now."
"Huh?" Zhou Yanjun stumbled back a few steps and said ecstatically, "So you agree, huh?"
Lin Mingfei snorted lightly without saying anything, walked to the table, took the cup of water and drank.
"Zero doesn't object!" Xia Tong stood there scratching her head and grinning foolishly: "Oh, my fault, I shouldn't have lost my temper so easily. I'm embarrassed again, hehe."
"Wow, you were running so fast I couldn't see your face clearly." He Youjin looked up and said, "Xia Tong, right?"
"Manager He," Xia Tong said politely. He moved closer to the table, his eyes falling on a plate of soufflé, and smacked his lips. "Can I have this?"
"Eat, it's all yours." He Youjin said. He suddenly stood up and leaned towards Xia Tong, whispering, "Hey, are you interested in being a print model? I have a channel."
"What is a print model?" Xia Tong's cheeks were stuffed full of soufflé.
"It's just good-looking people wearing good-looking clothes and taking good-looking photos—"
"Is that so? Then I'll ask Zero first." Xia Tong said obediently: "Zero——"
"No, no, no, why are you asking him?" He Youjin was startled, afraid that Lin Mingfei would know that he was leading the way in doing things that were not his job. He quickly covered Xia Tong's mouth and coaxed her gently: "Just treat it as a part-time job. The money you earn is yours and has nothing to do with outsiders."
"But Zero is not an outsider!" Xia Tong blinked and announced with full energy: "He is my wife!"
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