Chapter 655 Supporting Lu Yumo
"They are just siblings without any blood relationship..."
"Shut up!" The coach glared at the careless Chuan Shen again and lowered his voice deliberately. "Maned Lion is raised by the official Glory. You went out without paying attention. Don't implicate Maned Lion by provoking someone you shouldn't have provoked. Go and apologize!"
Apologize?
A cold light flashed in the eyes of the God of Lu, and he could only reluctantly bow his head to Zibo and said, "Brother Li Wan, right? I'm sorry, I didn't see clearly just now. We are all family. If I have the chance in the future, I will definitely take good care of you."
He bit the words "take good care of you" again and looked at Lu Yumo with eyes that were as if frozen with ice chips.
The young trainees who were originally quietly supporting Lu Yumo felt their hearts sank and subconsciously shrank their necks, hearing the second meaning in the words.
He thought with some sarcasm in his heart, if it weren't for Fu Zhi's support, and the argument with the captain, this idiot with only good looks but no emotional intelligence would probably not be able to stay in the youth training match for even ten minutes and would have to pack up and leave!
But Lu Yumo didn't care.
So he nodded and said modestly: "It's not like I'm taking care of you. We can just go online together when we have time and learn from each other."
God of the Swords: “…”
Everyone: “…”
Brother, do you know who you are? You seem to think you are a big shot!
Lu Yumo didn't expect this kind of person to take care of him. He turned around to leave, but he suddenly heard the voice behind him sneering: "It's good that you have confidence, but I advise you not to be too conceited."
"Professional players who rely on connections to get ahead will be driven off the stage by the audience within a month. Fu Zhi is not your biological sister, right? As far as I know, other young trainees invited their biological parents to participate in the competition, but you specially invited your sister who has no blood relationship with you to the scene... Tsk, those who know you think you want to use the back door, and those who don't know you think you have no parents and were adopted by Fu Zhi!"
He was anxious, he was annoyed, he was vicious!
The boy who was supporting Lu Yumo held Lu Yumo's hand tightly, fearing that he would rush forward to fight, and kindly reminded him: "Brother! Calm down! Officials should not fight with the people!"
Lu Yumo turned around and looked at the smug look on the face of the God of Swords. He seemed to have sounded the horn of victory. He grabbed Lu Yumo's pigtail, with a look of intense smugness in his eyes!
He did stab Lu Yumo in the heart!
Why are the parents of other contestants supporting and encouraging in the audience, but his parents are nowhere to be seen?
Lu Yumo couldn't answer. His heavy thoughts tore at his fragile nerves. The blood red in his eyes quietly crawled into his eyeballs, adding a bit of horror.
He took one last look at the smug-looking God of Chuan, his brows stern, clenched his fists, turned around, and left quickly.
The God of Swords was not finished yet, and sarcastically said: "At such a young age, he has so many little tricks. He has learned the bad social customs and relies on his family to get in through the back door. He doesn't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. Do you really think that any team in the country will want him?!"
——
The other side.
After Fu Zhi and the staff left, she received a call from Xu Wei not long after.
They took cheering sticks, cheering signs, banners and other things from the DIY craft shop and walked towards the audience seats.
There weren't too many people in the audience at that moment. When Xu Wei, Lu Jingqing and his group came in with a bunch of messy support items, they quickly attracted the attention of the whole audience.
After Fu Zhi greeted the leaders of Wuji, he and Xu Wei arranged the area they were in.
Cheering signs were placed on the seats.
The balloons blown up at home were strung together into a square and hung around the area.
Slogans of encouragement cut out of colorful paper were pasted on the glass wall behind.
Ye Jiu stood not far away, covering his face with his hands, blushing with shame, and asked Fu Zhi in a low voice, "Do you feel that we don't fit in with the people here?"
"What do you mean?"
“It’s a bit like a bumpkin carrying local specialties into the city.”
Fu Zhi: “…”
Oh, she felt it was more like a nouveau riche giving away his wealth.
In particular, Lu Yushen used diamonds to pile up a trophy for Lu Yumo.
After everything was ready, even though Ye Jiu felt that he was about to suffer from "Chuunibyou", in the end, the Lu family still had a cheering board and a cheering stick in their hands.
Several parents around tried to hold back, but couldn't help it and took a photo and recorded a video in the direction of Fu Zhi and his group.
Some even muttered, "If I had known earlier, I would have bought my son one of these balloons and banners!"
——
On the other side, Lu Yumo and his group, who knew nothing about it, were arranged to put on makeup backstage.
There was still some time before the performance, and the contestants who had finished their makeup sat in the dressing room in groups of three or four to chat.
Suddenly, there was a cry of surprise. "Oh my god, did you know? My sister told me that there were people holding a lot of cheering signs to support us! They occupied a quarter of the audience seats!"
"Which celebrity is coming?"
"I don't know. My sister hasn't told me yet. It sounds like a grand event."
"No matter how grand a celebrity is, he is not a member of the circle. Who else can be more grand than that person?" A contestant pointed in the direction of Lu Yumo.
"What's so grand about it? His family only invited his sister. His parents didn't come. They probably don't support his game. Rich families like this who come to play games are probably just playing for fun."
“…”
There was constant discussion in the venue.
Although this group of people tried their best to keep their voices down, Lu Yumo still heard some of it.
Society is like this. There is evil that grows without reason, and there is good that is born without reason.
He was surrounded by low pressure.
At this time, the stage manager walked into the room and clapped his hands, "Okay, it's time, stop making noises, line up, and go to the venue in an orderly manner!"
The group of contestants in the venue then stood up and walked towards the stage while talking.
At this time, the first boy who expressed exclamation suddenly received another message from his sister on WeChat on his mobile phone.
This is a video that was just recorded.
He clicked on it and noticed the words on the cheering board in the video. His face changed and he quickly pushed the boys around him, "Look, Lu Yumo..."
Lu Yumo in front heard his name, pursed his lips, and quickened his pace towards the house.
He didn't want to hear anyone discussing his family.
He is already 18 years old and is not at the age where he needs his parents to accompany him in everything.
Besides, when playing in professional games, what does it matter if your parents are in the audience? Can players with parents still alive be selected by big teams?
Anyway, he has been able to be very good on his own since he was a child...
However, the electronic door automatically opened, and the moment he entered the competition venue—
With a "bang".
A sound similar to that of fireworks exploding was heard at the scene.
"Come on, son!"
"Come on, bro!"
"Support Lu Yumo, the best e-sports player in the world!"
He was startled and looked up.
In a specially designated area, Xu Wei, Lu Jingqing, Lu Yushen, Ye Jiu and Fu Zhi stood in two rows, surrounded by balloons.
Behind them, there were huge cheering messages on the glass wall, and they were holding DIY cheering signs and glow sticks in their hands.
“…”
So, what he heard at the door earlier that they were going to do at the DIY craft store on Saturday morning was to get him a cheering sign?
Lu Yumo stood there in a daze.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were on him.
This scene is a bit like an award ceremony. I even need to prepare a birthday speech in advance. Thank you CCTV, thank you CCTV TV...
Of course, the people he should thank most are his family.
They didn't think it was shameful for him to play games. Like him, they regarded this youth training match as a very important day.
Lu Yumo didn’t know how long they had been preparing, but he was very happy in his heart, as if he had recovered something he had lost.
He was no longer the little child who stood far away in the corner and watched Lu Yushen and Xu Wei leave together.
Lu Yushen overcame his social phobia. He held the trophy and cheering board made of broken diamonds, pointed them in his direction, and cheered for him:
"Brother, you will definitely win the world championship trophy."
Beside him, his parents and Fu Zhi, Ye Jiu nodded.
Lu Yumo had never been so touched before.
He was not a good student and his parents were always disappointed. He tried to achieve something but always ended up making things worse.
Sometimes he envied Lu Yushen who was sick, thinking that being sick was good because no one would blame him too much.
Lu Yumo also hoped that he could become a sickly person and be cared for by his parents and relatives.
But his wish did not come true.
He blamed and resented Lu Yushen.
However--
Lu Yushen in the audience waved a cheering stick.
In the entire venue, only his family members put up such a scene for him, which was out of place with the surrounding environment.
There is a high possibility that they will be stared at with strange eyes by others, but they don't mind at all and just want to convey their feelings to him.
——We are sorry for being absent from your life for such a long time. But baby, we love you.
Lu Yumo pinched himself, feeling that this moment was a little unreal.
But it wasn’t a bad feeling.
The players who came out later naturally also noticed the situation on the field.
I remember that we had gathered together to comment on how Lu Yumo was not good at playing games, how his family refused to support him, how there was not much father-son love between wealthy families, and that Fu Zhi probably didn't care much about this eldest brother. What was the result?
Looking at their parents who were sitting in the audience and watching them walk out numbly, or parents who only recorded videos for them and posted them on WeChat Moments, the contestants said: “emmmm”. Oh my god, where is the overflowing maternal love?
(End of this chapter)
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