Yang Rui kept his head down. The coach and manager took turns speaking, saying a lot of good and bad things to him, but he didn't say a single word in response.
At this moment, after hearing Pei Yan speak, he finally responded.
He suddenly laughed, sniffed, and slowly exhaled. He raised his head and looked at Pei Yan with red eyes, confessing everything he had done: "Yes, you guessed right. I accepted the money from the LC team, and I deliberately didn't keep up."
"Do you know what you are talking about?" Jiang Wenzhou stood up from his chair in anger. If the coach beside him hadn't pulled him back, he would have rushed over and punched Yang Rui in the face.
Jiang Wenzhou, the team manager, joined the esports industry straight out of college. He's seen countless young people with dreams toil day and night, and he's also seen many established players rise to fame with a single match. But he never imagined he'd one day end up coaching a player who'd rig a match for money.
E-sports is also a sport, and the most important thing in any sport is fairness and justice.
Match-fixing players are despised by all e-sports players!
"Just for money?" Pei Yan didn't get angry, nor did he scold. Apart from the fact that his tone was a little colder than usual, there was nothing unusual in his voice. It was as if he was asking "What are we having for dinner tonight?"
"No." At this point, Yang Rui had nothing to hide. "I don't want to stay in NSD anymore, and I don't want to be a stepping stone for others anymore!"
"Why?" Jiang Wenzhou shook off the coach's hand and rushed to Yang Rui. "Didn't we pay you enough in the signing bonus? Or did someone on this team let you down? Huh? We were so close... so close to winning the championship. Everyone worked hard for this year's competition, and now you tell me you don't want to play anymore!"
"That's right! I just don't want to fight anymore!" Yang Rui stood up suddenly. The chair moved back a distance because of the big movement. The chair legs scraped across the ground, and the friction produced a harsh sound.
"When the team was first established, you paid a high price to recruit me. I thought I had found my mentor. So, even though you were just a new team that didn't exist in the circle at the time, I didn't mind. I always wanted to work hard together..."
"I used to play top lane, but you guys said my playstyle and strategy are more suitable for support. OK! I'll go play! As long as I can win, I don't care. It doesn't matter where I play."
"Thinking about it now, I was so naive... Ha! Bole? You only have eyes for Pei Yan! He, Pei Yan, is a god, he should be worshipped high and mighty, and I am nothing but a piece of shit! No matter how hard I try, I'm just a tool to complement Pei Yan!"
"Haven't I tried my best? But every time I didn't perform well, Captain Pei scolded me. He was so unmotivated and just muddled along... Pei Yan relied on his talent and acted like an orphan. If he won, it was just his skill show, and the fans praised him profusely. If he lost, it was all because of me, the support, who held him back! I've had enough. I don't want to live like this for even a single day! LC promised that once their captain retires, the captaincy will be mine. They're willing to pay for it, even if there's liquidated damages, and the signing fee is higher than here..."
Yang Rui paused for a moment and wiped his face. "People always strive for higher positions. I'm also playing support. With such a good offer, I have no reason to refuse."
Jiang Wenzhou didn't expect that Yang Rui, who was usually friendly with everyone, actually had such deep resentment in his heart.
Coach Zhang Qian opened his mouth but before he could say anything, Pei Yan stopped him.
At this point, there is no point in saying more.
"Let's terminate the contract. Everything should be done according to the contract. What should we do?" Pei Yan didn't want to listen anymore. He walked past Yang Rui and pushed the door to leave the meeting room.
Zhang Qian sighed and shook his head with a sad face as he looked at Yang Rui. It was true that Pei Yan had talent, but it was more due to his own hard work and high demands.
He was so strict with himself, so naturally he was also strict with his teammates. He wasn't just targeting Yang Rui because he was the captain. After winning the runner-up in the World Championship last year, Yang Rui did get a little cocky, often not focusing on training. Pei Yan naturally couldn't tolerate such an attitude.
Moreover, in the mind of coach Zhang Qian, whether it is a popular jungler like Pei Yan or a support who is always said to be a slacker, their value is the same. A team has five positions and no one can be missing.
"You...what can I say about you..." Zhang Qian patted Yang Rui's shoulders twice. He definitely wouldn't keep him, but he couldn't help but remind him. "LC's captain is retiring soon, but they already have new plans and plan to spend a lot of money to find a foreign player. Besides, they don't lack a supporting position in the starting lineup."
What this means is that LC did not reserve a place for Yang Rui at all. It was a scam from beginning to end. Apart from the money that had already been transferred to Yang Rui, Yang Rui would get nothing.
"Impossible! They said their support also had a hand injury this year and will retire with their captain after the World Championship. I haven't heard that they have contacted other players."
"Did they lie to you like that?" Jiang Wenzhou said with a sneer on his face. "Did they tell you that their assistant is the sponsor's biological son? Even if there's a problem with his hand, the sponsor will hire the most reputable treatment team from abroad, and after the treatment, he can at least last another two or three years."
When LC contacted Yang Rui, the competition was approaching. At that time, Yang Rui had just been criticized by Pei Yan for a small mistake during training. He was angry and agreed without further investigation.
Hearing what Zhang Qian and Jiang Wenzhou said, his heart sank suddenly. He excitedly took out his phone, wanting to send a message to ask, but after clicking on the contact, he took no further action.
Jiang Wenzhou's anger suddenly subsided when he saw Yang Rui like this: "After all, we all work together. If you are unkind, we cannot be unjust. We will not report this matter to the competition organizing committee. You can pack up and leave. The legal department will contact you later."
That being said, they all knew that as long as Yang Rui turned around and denied the operational issues and simply said that he didn't keep up with the rhythm, there would be no evidence to prove that it was cheating. It would be impossible to determine whether it was cheating based on the internal voice chat during the game, and there was no recording of their conversation.
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Pei Yan leaned against the wall by the window sill at the end of the corridor, a freshly lit cigarette between his clean, slender fingers. The spark of the cigarette flickered, and smoke curled up. His deep gaze fell on the rain outside the window, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking...
After a while, when the cigarette was about to burn out, Pei Yan crushed it on the metal trash can.
He has quit smoking for a long time, but he still can't change the habit of lighting a cigarette when he is thinking about something.
Downstairs, Ye Xiaofan, Zhao Jie, and Sun Kai were already squeezed in a row. The female anchor on the tablet in front of them was wearing headphones. After finishing a qualifying game, she did not start a new one. Instead, she searched for the game replay and reviewed their game.
We have already mentioned that they pushed to the opponent's high ground and were about to make the biggest mistake.
"The LC guys are already low on health. Although NSD only has Pei Yan and Yang Rui left, Yang Rui is at full health. They're not retreating now, probably because they want to fight. If the support holds the tower, with Pei Yan's ability, it's not impossible to wipe out the other team in this wave..."
Qiao Ran stared at the video intently, not noticing the barrage of comments that had already started mocking him, and continued commenting as if he was talking to himself.
As soon as the words fell, the jungler controlled by Pei Yan jumped in, but the support seemed to have been completely unprepared for this and did not follow...
In the end, even with his golden body, Pei Yan still couldn't escape the disaster. Only then did the assistant arrive...
Something is wrong!
This was Qiao Ran’s first reaction after watching this scene.
Qiao Ran's eyebrows were twisted into a knot.
Based on our understanding of Pei Yan, if the team had not discussed it beforehand, Pei Yan would not have rushed into the tower so rashly, unless his soul was possessed by someone before he went on the court today.
Qiao Ran pursed her pink lips into a straight line, dragged the progress bar back a little with the mouse, and looked at it again.
The replay of this scene made the barrage even more agitated, and the curses and ridicules almost filled Qiao Ran's screen.
[The anchor continues to whitewash NSD, and even wipes out the entire team, haha! The facts are in front of us, NSD is garbage! ]
[What Pei Shen, what the number one jungler, a brainless reckless man, doesn't care about his teammates, just wants to show off, this time the show has been ruined! ]
[If you don't retreat now, what are you charging for?! Don't professional players have the sense to advance and retreat?]
[That's probably all Pei Yan can see. From now on, just use that face to trick young girls. Stop ruining the professional world!]
[One person wrote in blood, "Get out of the esports world!"]
......
Qiao Ran wondered, "Is this support...stuck, or does he think the scenery on the other side's high ground is too beautiful?"
"As the captain, it's impossible for Pei Yan not to remind the support in this situation. Even if he didn't tell them, the support should have reacted quickly and rushed to protect Pei Yan's retreat, right? After watching the entire game, I could write a textbook on the support's mistakes. This is a huge difference from his previous level."
In front of the screen, Ye Xiaofan pulled his team uniform inside and out to look at it.
Sun Kai pushed him and said, "Why are you so nervous?"
"I suspect my goddess has installed a bug on me. Otherwise, how could she guess so accurately?"
"This girl is quite interesting..." Zhao Jie put down the potato chips just now and listened to Qiao Ran's self-talking and non-interactive commentary throughout the whole process. His analysis ideas were exactly the same as their thoughts during the game. No wonder Ye Xiaofan was so excited.
[So they're putting the blame on the support? Supports have it tough too...]
[I suspect the streamer is using innuendo to promote his favorite contestant.]
[Is the host saying Yang Rui is acting? There's no evidence to support this, so don't make such irresponsible remarks!]
[As we all know, the support is the scapegoat. It doesn't matter. We expected it.]
......
"I didn't express any conclusions. I just expressed my intuitive feelings. As for whether it should be acted out or not, that's a matter of opinion. I don't set the tone."
As the crystal exploded, Qiao Ran broke away from the video of the game, scrolled through the madly scrolling barrage of comments, asked the room manager to block some that he couldn't bear to watch, and replied to a few of them.
"I can't express my own thoughts while watching the game?"
"I'm not holding a gun to your head to force you to agree with me."
"Unfollow? Sure, just click 'Unfollow' in the top right corner."
"NSD is garbage then what are you? A jet among garbage?"
......
When Pei Yan walked downstairs, he saw three teammates huddled together, chattering about something. The female voice coming from the tablet in front of them was clean and beautiful, very catchy.
"My goddess is worthy of being my goddess. She speaks up for us at a time like this. I'm so touched!"
Ye Xiaofan browsed the Internet after returning. Qiao Ran was the first anchor he saw who spoke out for them. Other anchors were now avoiding this topic.
"This girl is a rare sensible person. If everyone has such a brain, the e-sports circle will be full of flowers." Zhao Jie leaned back and picked up his potato chips again.
Forget about losing weight, let snacks heal his wounded heart first.
"Although she didn't say anything, the implication is very clear. Once Yang Rui's fans react, this girl will probably have a hard time." Sun Kai shook his head pessimistically based on his own experience.
Pei Yan walked behind them, but they were so focused on the live broadcast that they didn't notice at all.
Pei Yan's gaze fell on the girl on the screen who had a single ponytail, wore a white T-shirt, and looked a little unnatural facing the camera.
She doesn’t have the fancy makeup like other female anchors, nor does she have those special effects filters. She looks clean and refreshing, and her face is inexplicably beautiful.
The key is...
Pei Yan felt that this face looked familiar.
After searching his memory, Pei Yan had a vague impression that they had recruited a group of young trainees before and wanted to select substitute players from the youth training team. Among the several candidates submitted at that time, there was a face that was exactly the same as the one on the screen.
Maybe it’s because there are very few girls who play e-sports and are good at it, and there are also very few people who can look so beautiful under the devilish filter of ID photos, so Pei Yan was quite impressed.
Unfortunately, in the end, this girl was rejected by the coach and club executives because of her gender. Unexpectedly, she is now a host.
"You guys are still so relaxed even after losing the game?" Pei Yan's cold voice suddenly sounded.
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The author is just a bronze player, please do not criticize the content related to games, live broadcasts, and competitions. If you don't like it, I can only apologize, please don't criticize the author, the author is timid ORZ~
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