Usually, a good start means smooth sailing.
After the first game, Xia Tong felt certain she was a completely different person, a changed woman. Her confidence surged, and she was able to let go more easily in the following games, her "telepathy" with Lin Mingfei fully coming into play. Although Team Hulu had several strong foreign players, they were determined to defeat Xia Tong in every game. They actually succeeded once, but were ultimately wiped out.
The bo5 match wasn't even completed, and the tournament was concluded neatly in three games. The commentator who came after the event stopped commentating seriously and simply started praising Team P, interspersed with telling people about Team P's "perpetual calendar". That guy's commentary was 200% water-filled. The army of barrage commentators were originally worried that no one would criticize them, but now that they found an opportunity, they all turned to criticize the commentary for being unprofessional.
He Youjin had been closely watching the livestream and the comments from the comments section from outside the venue, his expression solemn. Initially, the comments were filled with brutal personal attacks against Xia Tong and Lin Mingfei, and he was almost tempted to attack the organizers to control the situation. But after Team Hulu's Alexei lost first blood, the prevailing tone of the comments section took a rather abrupt and comical turn.
It seemed that some of the omegas and betas who had been dormant all this time finally couldn't help but speak up. Xia Tong's unexpectedly outstanding performance gave them an emotional breakthrough point, and they began to accuse and question the old Onmyojis who had spoken sarcastically before in the barrage. However, it seemed that most of the people watching the live broadcast were alphas, so these questions did not receive a response, but were quickly brushed aside and drowned out by the criticism of the host's unprofessionalism.
But in He Youjin's opinion, the more they criticize the host for being unprofessional, the more it seems that they are avoiding the topic and are like a fig leaf.
This is a good phenomenon. He Youjin touched his chin and thought, it is probably just a matter of time before Xia Tong is recognized by this circle.
At this moment, his cell phone vibrated. He took out his phone and saw that it was Fang Haoyang who sent him a message.
Fang Haoyang: [Congratulations on your victory! Polaris defeated the Hulu team and obtained the only registration qualification for the league this year.]
He Youjin sneered: "I knew it, you bastard."
That day, he was invited by the Hulu team to get on the nanny car, and he vaguely sensed the other party's unusual purpose. Perhaps there was some conflict of interest between the two teams, so the other party said "thank you" to him so enthusiastically, as if playing this training match was a huge sacrifice made by their P team.
He Youjin has never trusted interpersonal relationships, nor does he believe that there is such a thing as a free lunch. He even more dislikes being taken advantage of, so the words "I'm sorry" are sincere.
I believe the manager of the Hulu team would vomit several pounds of blood when he recalled the situation at that time.
"It really is a world of life and death..." He Youjin sighed to himself, feeling a little proud: "Holographic esports and I are a perfect match."
As he said that, he sent a reply to Fang Haoyang.
No need to congratulate us, this is what we deserve [smile]. When can I come to complete the registration procedures?
Fang Haoyang: [It should be possible the day after tomorrow.]
He Youjin: [Then please come out to greet me in person, so that your tactless staff won't have to deal with you again.]
Fang Haoyang: [Okay, I’ll do as you say.]
Perhaps it was the fierce adrenaline secretion in the arena, Xia Tong was very excited throughout the game, constantly running, dodging, chasing, and casting spells. The pre-match training that Lin Mingfei had done with him washed away his original weakness and improved his control over his body. He didn't feel tired at all.
But after the game was over, he disconnected the game and exited the "cocoon". In an instant, he felt himself fall back to the ground from the state of being suspended in the air. It was as if all his energy was drained. He didn't even have the strength to lift a finger.
After the other four members of Team P gradually emerged from their "cocoons," Zhou Yanjun stretched and said excitedly, "Oh my god, it's been so long since I've had such a satisfying fight! My muscles are so loose!"
"Winning three games in a row and ending the battle early is truly an unprecedented and wonderful experience." Shi Ya leaned on the chair and smiled slightly. "I can't help but think back to those 45 minutes of stalemate with the saber-tooth tiger—"
Bo Yu covered his hands and stepped out of the "cocoon" swiftly: "I can't take it anymore. I have to go to the toilet as soon as I raise my bladder!"
Lin Mingfei lazily said, "Xiao Bo, don't let your kidneys get damaged at such a young age."
Bo Yu: "No, Captain! I just drank too much water!"
Everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter.
For a professional team, there is nothing more satisfying than winning a game together.
At that moment, He Youjin opened the door and walked in, his face beaming with joy. "Where's Xia Tong? I arranged a post-match online interview for him! It's about Omega's advantages in the holographic esports world. It's just a transcript, but at least it's exposure! Where's he?"
Only then did everyone realize that Comrade Xia Xiaotong, the biggest "contributor" to this game, had been silent.
Lin Mingfei frowned slightly and turned to look at the "cocoon" next door. She saw Xia Tong still trapped inside, with only the top of her knees sticking out. Lin Mingfei stepped out of her "cocoon" with a long stride and ran over, shouting anxiously: "Xia Tong! Xia Xiaotong! Xia——"
He stopped talking halfway, held onto the hatch of Xia Tong's "cocoon", and sighed with both anger and amusement.
The little omega was lying in there with his arms and legs spread out, face up in the air, already fast asleep, his little mouth open in a very unpresentable manner, with a bit of transparent drool hanging from the corner of his lips.
He Youjin also came over and was shocked when he saw the situation: "Oh my god, how could he sleep like this?"
Lin Mingfei leaned forward slightly, looked at Xia Tong's rosy face, smiled, and couldn't help but say a few words to defend Xia Tong.
"He wasn't like this before."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but recall how Xia Tong looked when he first met her a month ago.
The little omega was reserved, dignified and very restrained. He was too embarrassed to shout for help when he fell in the hospital. He was like a complete little vase.
It's only been a short time since I came to Polaris, and I've already become so unruly...
"Hey, it seems playing holographic esports is still a pretty stressful job for omegas." Shi Ya also came over to watch the fun, shaking her head and sighing, "Old He, I think you should stop giving him any online interviews for now. He's still talking about omegas' advantages in the holographic esports world, but that's totally unconvincing!"
He Youjin said with a dull expression, "I think so too."
"We just won a training match, and it was against a poor team that some rich second generation used for fun." Lin Mingfei said, "Forget it, let's keep a low profile and don't get too cocky."
"Alright, I'll go and turn it down then." He Youjin said, "I'm going to the alliance in a couple of days to complete the registration procedures. You guys take good care of Xia Tong."
He Youjin didn't need to say anything more. Lin Mingfei simply bent down, picked up Xia Tong horizontally with ease, pulled out of the "cocoon", and walked towards the bedroom.
The news that Team P had won three consecutive games but was completely defeated by Team Hulu quickly spread like wildfire, and people started discussing it online, with comments showing a polarized trend.
On one side were the diehard fans of Team P, who had been on edge since their return, fearing their team's glory days would fade. But after this scrimmages, they were relieved, weeping as they reminisced about their youth. On the other side, of course, were the diehard haters of Team P, who, before the match, had been gushing about this being Team P's last game and fearing they would fall from grace and retire from the professional scene. After the results came out, they reacted with sarcasm to the questions from Team P fans, asking:
[Are you so excited to beat a team that couldn't even make it to the last qualifiers?]
"Is there any need to be so happy? Did you win the league championship or something?"
[Yeah, isn't this the right thing to do?]
What's the point of pursuing a career if you can't even beat a slutty team?
[Honestly, this trend is very similar to Team Nine-Headed Bird? Team P is going to be the next Nine-Headed Bird? By the way, you all know Nine-Headed Bird, right? Oh, sorry, you probably don't.]
[Like-master, like-minded fans. This is what Team P fans pursue.]
As a result, the quarrel was fierce. Everyone knew that a large proportion of these die-hard haters of Team P were fans of other professional teams. Such a quarrel was so fierce that it was inevitable that it would fall into the eyes of the real target.
The Sabertooth Goblin sat cross-legged on the sofa, looking sullen as he scrolled through his phone. Mo Lan passed by and saw that he hadn't gone to training anymore, just staring at his phone. He couldn't help but sarcastically say, "Didn't you say before that Xia Xiaotong wasn't cut out to be a wizard?"
The goblin raised his head in displeasure and shouted, "He's not one of those people! Look at his silly look—"
"I don't look at his appearance. I only know that if Team P must select an MVP for this training match, it must be him." Mo Lan said.
The goblin choked for a moment, then shrank back onto the sofa in anger.
"I never thought Team P would actually win!" Yoyo interrupted quietly, "We had a lot of bad luck with them before."
Goblin swallowed twice and retorted with a weak breath, "They should have won. After all, they're Polaris, a star team that won three consecutive championships. What kind of garbage is that Calabash Team? They're like idiots, buying three Europeans and sending them out to fight. They can't speak the language and have no strategy. It's a wonder they can win."
"That's not what you said before..." Yoyo muttered softly: "Also, didn't you mock Xia Xiaotong that day..."
The goblin turned his head sharply, his eyes widening. "How did you know?"
"I accidentally saw your chat history..." Yoyo said weakly: "I don't think it's necessary..."
Goblin slammed the sofa and jumped up, angrily saying, "Hey, I say you're weird! Isn't Polaris our enemy? How can winning a training match ruin your mentality like this? What's there to be so weak about?"
"We're not being hypocritical, this is an objective assessment." Mo Lan said, "Polaris isn't as weak as we thought. They're still a formidable opponent! If you don't train hard and keep messing around, we're finished."
"What the hell! Isn't the Shadow Team strong? Isn't the Traceless Team strong? Isn't the Kuq Team and the Rainbow Team strong? Everyone in the quarterfinals and semifinals is strong! And yet they were trampled under our feet!" The Goblin said dissatisfiedly, "Stop scaring yourself."
Before he finished speaking, his team's manager, Cai Lun, pushed the door open.
"I've arranged a training match for you." Cai Lun wiped his face, his eyebrows and eyes were weathered.
"Oh?" The goblin turned over on the sofa, faintly excited: "Who to fight? Who has the honor to receive the favor of our saber-tooth tiger——"
Cai Lun's eyes drooped and his lips turned up, which fully demonstrated to him what it meant to smile with one's face but not with his heart.
"Thanks to you," he said, "it's Polaris."
Goblin: “???”
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