【22】 Player ‘wrsxhd’ Requests to Add You as a Friend
Suddenly, a massive gift effect appeared on the upper screen of the livestream.
A golden broadcast banner read: WK.July sent the streamer “Dream Star”.
The distinct “Pro” badge in front of the ID indicated that this was the real person. The number of viewers in the livestream room tonight was unprecedentedly high, and there was no shortage of people sending gifts, but Wen Ran glanced at the top of the contribution list and knew how expensive this gift was.
Tens of thousands of yuan.
July was the Top Laner for Team WK, a teammate who had won championships alongside Wind. Since WK’s last championship, the value of the players had multiplied many times over. Later, some chose to transfer, and some changed careers to become coaches. Only July remained on WK’s starting roster.
[Ahhhh! Brother Seven is here!]
[It’s actually Brother Seven! Is he here to back up Wind?]
[My dead WK 2.0 memories are suddenly attacking me.]
[Wuwuwu, my Top and Jungle duo!]
[Brother Seven and Wind have such a good relationship; he definitely can’t stand seeing others slander Wind like this.]
Wen Ran was also stunned. The word “Awesome” rolled on the tip of his tongue, but what came out was a polite: “Thank you, July, for the Dream Star.”
WK Team Base.
July exited the livestream room and sent a message to Jiang Yan.
July: [That little fan of yours is pretty good.]
Jiang Yan: [?]
Jiang Yan hadn’t been online much these past few幾 days. He rarely watched livestreams, except for professional matches. Since it was the summer break and there were no matches to watch, he naturally didn’t know about the uproar happening recently.
July: [Such a big thing happened, and you actually don’t know?]
Jiang Yan: [Been busy lately. What big thing is worth you contacting a retired player like me?]
July directly threw a link over.
Followed by a thumbs-up emoji.
July: [Although the man is not in Jianghu (the world), his legends are everywhere in Jianghu.]
Jiang Yan roughly scanned the summary of events until he finally saw the clarification video.
He simply couldn’t believe his eyes. How could it be Wen Ran?
But the stiff “178cm” ruler, Song Zixuan, standing next to him, and the background of his own home couldn’t lie.
Imitating his playstyle, voluntarily exposing himself to clear up misunderstandings for his sake, and giving up a streaming contract.
That little scoundrel was actually his fan?
Jiang Yan’s mood was very complicated right now. The little bit of pride he originally had thinking “As expected of Brother’s fan” vanished.
He rubbed his brow helplessly.
The scandal-free WK.Wind seemed to have… slept with a fan.
The phone vibrated. It was a message from July:
[You don’t say, this fan of yours has quite the talent.]
[Otherwise, so many people wouldn’t have thought he was you.]
Jiang Yan: [I watched it. Not bad.]
July immediately made a voice call.
“I observed him. Compared to Jungle, he plays Mid Lane better,” July said. “His Jungle has too heavy a trace of imitating you. Two of those Shadow Spins were unnecessary, purely for showing off, or rather—for you.”
“I’ve played so many matches with you; I can at least tell that much. But his mechanics are indeed fierce.”
Jiang Yan was still contemplating the “sleeping with a fan” issue and hummed in agreement absentmindedly.
“You don’t believe me?” Hearing his distraction, July insisted on proving his analysis. “Do you know how important height is to a man? Sigh, he exposed himself in front of so many people that he isn’t even 1.75m yet. And you actually question it? If that kid knew, his heart would probably break.”
“What’s wrong with 172?” Jiang Yan felt a bit guilty and coughed uncomfortably. “Take more calcium supplements and he can still grow.”
While speaking, he switched apps and added several cases of high-calcium milk to his Taobao cart.
“That’s true.”
“Didn’t you say his Mid Lane is very strong?”
Jiang Yan had only seen Wen Ran play Fairy Luyue, and indeed, his technique and mechanics were very good.
“Yes!” July’s tone could not hide his excitement. “That Ninja Spirit was played exceptionally well. Both his awareness and mechanics are top-tier, and he’s very tactical. It was simply a dimensionality reduction strike against ordinary players. It looks very much like he’s undergone training.”
“Logically speaking, it shouldn’t be. With this kind of talent, no matter which youth training camp he went to, he would definitely be kept.”
July continued, “But after all, there are few reference matches for him. We still need to test him for a couple more games.”
Jiang Yan keenly picked up on the meaning in July’s words. “You want him to come?”
“Ever since Muxing transferred, our team has had a vacancy in the Mid Lane position. We really need reinforcement. I plan to make a suggestion, but it still depends on what the manager and the others think.”
“Wind,” July suddenly called his name. “Do you really not plan on coming back?”
The genius Jungler who was in the limelight should have been enjoying congratulations and applause, yet he retired sadly. Wind never mentioned the reason to any of them, only saying that he had unfinished business, and once it was done, he would return.
The day he left, he only dragged a simple suitcase, wearing the black hat that had accompanied him through match after match. The wide brim was pulled down, hiding the look in his eyes.
July had the best relationship with him and was the most reluctant to let him go. A grown man, eyes red and brimming with tears.
“Just train well and maintain your state,” Wind had patted his shoulder lightly. “Don’t let it be that when Brother comes back, you can’t play anymore.”
July instantly clenched his fist. “Damn!”
Wind smiled. “Gone.”
Watching the thin back disappear at the street corner, July knew their little Captain was gone.
Although they kept in contact after Wind retired, July had always looked forward to his return because this was the battlefield that belonged to him.
“I will return,” Jiang Yan said. “It’s just… not right now.”
“Wen Ran, did you see that?” Song Zixuan rushed into Wen Ran’s room holding a tablet. “It’s already trending!”
Wen Ran: “?”
Because he had just woken up, his brain was still a bit muddled, and his hair was messy, giving off a lazily cute vibe.
However, Song Zixuan didn’t appreciate it at all. He squeezed Wen Ran aside with his butt. ” scoot over, make some room for me.”
“It’s about Wind!”
Hearing this name, Wen Ran’s eyes instantly became round. “Wind?!”
“Yeah, it’s a recording from July, saying he was duo-queueing with an old friend,” Song Zixuan said. “He played Ruiying, super showy. Everyone says it’s Wind.”
As a fan of Wind, Wen Ran could naturally tell at a glance that with this kind of operational technique, who else could it be but Wind?
Wind seemed to be using a smurf account with the ID “wrsxhd”. After sending Song Zixuan away, Wen Ran, with a heart full of trepidation, tried sending a friend request to the other party, but it showed that the user refused friend requests.
Makes sense. Wind has so many fans; surely he wasn’t the only one with this idea.
Wen Ran was somewhat disappointed. Just as he planned to log off, he saw a small red dot pop up in the friend request area.
Player ‘wrsxhd’ requests to add you as a friend.
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