Chapter 124
"Oh." Qu Xing moved back a bit.
fan:"……"
Oh my God! What did she say again?
"Then I'll leave?" Qu Xing said tentatively, preparing to get up.
"etc!"
She took out a pendant and an envelope and handed them to Qu Xing. Qu Xing took them, looked down, and suddenly heard her trying to speak in a steady tone: "You...you are great..."
?
Qu Xing raised his eyes.
"A pure creation." She didn't look at Qu Xing and continued, "It will bless you...safe, healthy, and successful, and keep you away from all evil and harm."
Qu Xing lowered his eyes and looked at the pendant and envelope. The patterns were intricate and there were some mysterious scriptures, which were very religious.
It turns out he is a Christian.
"Okay." Qu Xing stood up: "Thank you, I'll take it. I'm leaving now."
The fan also squatted down and used a paper bag to calm his breathing and nodded.
Qu Xing: "Bye."
When Qu Xing walked out and got into the car and disappeared from the area, the sense of reality that Qu Xing had felt when he was there also disappeared, and what had just happened surfaced in his memory in another dreamlike form.
She thought for the third time in a daze: Oh my God... How could she get along with her idol like this?
After Qu Xing returned, he opened the envelope and found that there was no words at all.
"What do you mean?" Qu Xing held up the ancient and exquisite envelope and suddenly compared it with the hotel furnishings: "Huh?"
Because the entire hotel was decorated in a World Championship theme, Fenxing was a bit too dazzling, so he noticed the silent carvings behind the dazzling decorations.
Ling Yin: "What?"
"It seems so." Qu Xing turned to look at him: "Don't you think the decoration of this hotel is very unique?"
Qu Xing picked up the pendant again and looked at it.
Ling Yin took a quick look and said, "It does look a bit like him."
"How strange." Qu Xing's eyes lit up: "Why do I feel weird? Why did she give me a blank letter... Qi Rui!"
"Ah?" Qi Rui, who was carrying a bunch of small fruits, paused: "What's going on?"
Qu Xing: "What is this hotel for?"
Qi Rui looked around in confusion: "Hotel, just to sleep, provided by the organizer."
Qu Xing: "Then why does it..."
"Oh." Qi Rui knew what he was going to ask: "There is a small religious community nearby, and this hotel is a representative building."
"There is also a specialty restaurant on the basement floor," said Qi Rui.
Seeing Qu Xing eager to try, Qi Rui added, "You can't get in without an invitation."
Qu Xing: "Oh, then why didn't the organizer give us an invitation?"
Qi Rui: "I'm curious too. I heard that they just let it happen."
Qu Xing: “Oh.”
Qi Rui said: "But it seems quite interesting. Everyone who has been there says it is amazing."
Qu Xing: “Oh.”
"What do you want to eat tonight?" Qi Rui asked.
Qu Xing: "I want to eat on the first floor underground."
Ling Yin laughed out loud: "The more you can't get it, the more you want it?"
Le Anyi: "Malatang."
Eat Malatang again!
Qu Xing couldn't bear it anymore, and leaned towards Ling Yin: "I don't want to eat——"
Jiang Lin: "That French dip sandwich was pretty good the other day."
Qu Xing: "You eat it, I don't want to eat it."
Qi Rui guessed that rich people like him might like to eat something more upscale, so he said, "Is there a high-end restaurant nearby?"
Qu Xing shook his head.
Qi Rui: "Would you like to try that Italian grilled pizza?"
Qu Xing: "I don't want to eat pizza."
Ling Yin raised his hand to hold Qu Xing's picky mouth, and said to them: "You eat yours, and we'll just eat whatever we want."
Qi Rui thought to himself, how can it be so casual when it’s already so picky?
"No." Qi Rui rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'll find it for you. I must make sure you have a satisfying meal today."
"No need." Ling Yin walked out with the limp Qu Xing: "He simply has no appetite. I'll take him to rest for a while."
Qu Xing followed him out without any resistance.
Qu Xing was truly looking for trouble. He hadn't felt like eating since the game, so hearing them talk about food made him nauseous. He was simply filled with curiosity and wanted to go down to the basement to take a look. He wasn't sure if he'd be happy to eat.
Ling Yin first took the man back to the room and gave him some water.
"Are you feeling unwell?" Ling Yin asked.
"No." Qu Xing pulled away his rubbing hand, turned himself over, and asked while lying on the bed: "When did UNG and EKN fight?"
Ling Yin: "Tomorrow."
"I think..."
Ling Yin: “Hmm?”
Qu Xing muttered, "Today's lineup is a bit too impressive."
Ling Yin: "Then why did you agree to this choice?"
"Since this is their first encounter with us, I'm confident I can use unfamiliar methods to engage in psychological warfare." Qu Xing looked up at him. "You'll understand when we review the game later. Although I'm indeed too strong, if I hadn't cheated them, they wouldn't have been killed so many times like fools."
Ling Yin laughed: "Well, you are quite good at lying."
Qu Xing: "But it's quite fun."
Ling Yin: "He's crazy handsome."
Qu Xing closed his eyes and said lazily, "When other teams watch the video today, they'll think, 'Why is this Dazzling as vicious as Wind...ah!'"
Qu Xing jumped up: "Ling Yin, what's wrong with you! You've become more and more skilled at beating me these days, right?"
Ling Yin snorted and laughed.
Qu Xing narrowed his eyes and stared at him.
Ling Yin looked away.
The next second, two hands grabbed Ling Yin's neck, and Qu Xing raised his leg to hook Ling Yin over, throwing him onto the bed. Ling Yin's wrists tightened, and Qu Xing lifted his arms and pressed them above his head.
Ling Yin blinked.
"Hmph." Qu Xing grinned and knelt above him: "Bad guy, I will punish you."
Ling Yin was so adorable that she almost died.
"No." Ling Yin said insincerely, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.
Qu Xing bit his fangs lightly, and was about to punish the beauty with both his lips and teeth when the door of the room was suddenly pushed open.
Le Anyi's word "you" slipped in through the crack of the door, and the door slammed shut again.
Qu Xing: “…”
"Is the door not closed?" Qu Xing turned around and asked.
"Turn it off—" Ling Yin paused: "...right."
Whether it was closed or not, at least the door was closed. Le Anyi actually pushed the door open without even knocking???
The guy ran very fast. When Qu Xing jumped out of bed and opened the door to see, the man had disappeared, as if the "you" just now was an illusion.
Qu Xing closed the door, came back angrily, picked up his coat and put it on. Turning around, his face changed, and he gently brushed Ling Yin's messy hair, then rushed to the door again.
Ling Yin asked with a smile: "Where are you going?"
Qu Xing: "I'm going to beat someone up!"
Qu Xing strode into their training room. Zhou Si was on the phone, and the few chairs in the room were empty. Zhou Si turned around and saw his vengeful expression. He paused and said, "Then I'll hang up first."
He put down his phone: "Didn't Le Anyi go to call you? You still don't want to eat?"
"Where are the others?" Qu Xing asked.
Zhou Si leaned out the window and said, "They should have gone to eat already, right? If you don't have an appetite now, ask Qi Rui to buy it for you later."
"Okay." Qu Xing turned around and looked for Le Anyi's seat.
"What for?" Zhou Si asked.
"Don't worry about it." Qu Xing turned around and put away all the white sugar next to Le Anyi's box of coffee.
On the way out, he kicked his chair.
Zhou Si muttered: "What's going on?"
Le Anyi escaped until the next day, paying special attention to avoiding Ling Yin.
He almost wanted to chop off his hand, which was not connected to his brain. When he went up to the door, he was thinking about knocking. As soon as his hand touched the door handle, his mind suddenly jumped and pushed it open.
Damn it’s all that door’s fault!
Too far behind!
After he came back from dinner, he always avoided Qu Xinglingyin's gaze and only appeared in formal occasions where the two of them could not seek revenge - during training and review.
The next day, when Le Anyi was making coffee and looking for candy, he met Qu Xing's sinister gaze and saw a string of candy bags dangling in his hand.
Then he watched Qu Xing raise his hand, and they fell into the trash can with a plop.
Le Anyi: “…”
Damn, this guy has a much worse temper than Ling Yin, damn!
Zhao Hui: "It's started."
UNG vs. EKN. Although I know that EKN will definitely not reveal too much in the early games like them, I still have to watch it.
A well-known league-wide data analyst also visited today. He's said to be able to quickly analyze a team's hidden strategies and predict their future tactical arrangements. He gave a lecture at UNG yesterday.
His analysis was quite professional, though a bit too serious—his face was solemn, his brows knitted slightly, his tone was calm and composed, and he spoke each word with a seriousness that was unmistakable. He would occasionally intersperse his thoughts with some insightful comments.
I have been standing and talking in the middle of the training room for more than two hours.
UNG's improvement was not small, but terrifying. They didn't fall behind at all in the first 20 minutes of their match against EKN.
Of course, I lost in the end.
"Players," the analyst said in standard written English, "what we just saw wasn't just a simple EKN victory. It was a standard, textbook, absolute adherence to competitive discipline."
Qu Xing nodded silently as he studied the blank card in the envelope.
Indeed, EKN is a formidable team. They're a team that rarely makes mistakes. Playing against them is truly about who controls the game better, who's stronger, not about who makes more mistakes.
"Watch the last teamfight again. Their coordination wasn't just about mechanics; it was about discipline, muscle memory formed from thousands of repetitive training sessions, and absolute execution of their tactics."
"I watched your game yesterday. Your lineup selection was extremely disrespectful to the World Championship."
Um?
Qu Xing looked up at him.
"Your lineup is a gamble. No team should rely entirely on the ADC's individual performance, relying on the assumption that every control chain must be perfectly connected. This is individual heroism, showmanship, and a deviation from the spirit of team competition."
"What is the World Championship? It's the ultimate testing ground for the game of League of Legends. Here, if you want to win, you must choose fault tolerance and stability. You must rely on our flawless operations and choose a system that can operate smoothly and reliably even under the highest pressure."
Ling Yin suddenly let out a "huh" and stood up and went out.
The man glanced in the direction Ling Yin left and said, "He's not a devout enough contestant."
Qu Xing looked at the esports evangelist and said, "But absolute stability doesn't guarantee victory. Without the risk of dancing on the edge of a knife, esports won't be able to bring excitement to everyone. Playing a game isn't like playing Go, teacher."
The esports evangelist said, "But isn't your way of playing absolutely calculated?"
Qu Xing smiled and said, "Then why do you say that it can't all depend on me? Since I'm so strict."
"Because you're betting on your teammates playing perfectly."
Qu Xing: "You mean, the lineup and tactics of the game cannot have any risks, otherwise it would be disrespectful to the World Championship."
"At least it should be as close to perfection as possible."
Qu Xing: "Does risk mean imperfection? Isn't it more perfect to accomplish exquisite execution in danger? If it's not dangerous enough, it's not exciting enough. If you want absolute stability, you shouldn't choose esports. I think you've chosen the wrong industry, teacher."
Esports Preacher: "You are not sincere enough about the World Championship. You allow yourself to lose and allow risks to exist."
Qu Xing: "It's not my place to allow this kind of thing. Losing and risk are always there."
Qu Xing stood up and left: "You continue to preach your teachings, I'm going to find my unfaithful boyfriend."
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