Chapter 23
Chi Jing was groggily called up from bed by Qi Feng. Not yet awake, he was manipulated like a puppet by Qi Feng to put on clothes, then dragged all the way to the bathroom to wash up. After washing up, he was groggily dragged downstairs again. It wasn’t until he sat at the dining table, seeing the prepared breakfast in front of him and Qi Feng’s expectant eyes, that he sobered up a little.
Chi Jing looked at the food in front of him, hesitating, but still tentatively took a bite. Instantly, his eyes lit up, a look of surprise on his face. The taste of this food was unexpectedly good! He couldn’t help exclaiming: “You can cook too? Delicious!” Hearing his praise, Qi Feng smiled proudly, sighing in relief internally. After all, this was the breakfast he had painstakingly prepared for his future partner.
Chi Jing munched through breakfast while Qi Feng sat beside him watching the whole time, a trace of amusement and curiosity in his eyes.
Chi Jing felt a bit embarrassed being stared at. He wiped his mouth and asked, “Have you eaten?”
Qi Feng shook his head and said meaningfully, “Not yet.”
Chi Jing blinked, feeling a bit conflicted. He hesitated, then mustered up courage to say: “How about… you try the breakfast I make?”
Qi Feng’s eyes lit up slightly, but he pretended to be calm and nodded, agreeing: “Sure.”
Chi Jing hurriedly got up, ran to the kitchen, made a mess, and brought the breakfast he made to Qi Feng. It was a bowl of steaming oatmeal, sprinkled with some nuts and dried fruits. Although it looked very simple, it was prepared with Chi Jing’s heart.
Qi Feng picked up the spoon, gently stirred the oatmeal, and took a taste. A satisfied smile appeared on his face as he said, “Tastes pretty good.”
Hearing his praise, Chi Jing felt happy inside. He smiled and said, “That’s good, I was worried it wouldn’t taste good.”
Qi Feng and Chi Jing chatted while eating breakfast. They analyzed the playstyles and characteristics of various teams, and occasionally laughed loudly when talking about ridiculous gossip about players, laughter filling the room. At this moment, Qi Feng felt in a trance like he had returned to that time four years ago. He smiled; now was also very good.
After breakfast, Chi Jing went upstairs to get his phone. After seeing the message Wu Cheng sent him, his brain couldn’t turn the corner for a moment. He hadn’t expected to do an endorsement with Qi Feng! This surprised him, even making him a bit overwhelmed. He hadn’t achieved any results yet, nor did he have enough confidence to accept such an endorsement opportunity. After thinking it over, he still sent a text to Wu Cheng.
[Jing: Brother Cheng, I know this isn’t great, but right now I have no results and no confidence. Accepting an endorsement like this, I feel it’s irresponsible.]
[Wu Cheng: You don’t need to worry about these things. The endorsement requires going to another province. We’ve already negotiated here; it will be after the Spring Split, around June. You don’t believe in yourself?]
Chi Jing’s heart stabilized slightly. He still had time. They definitely had to win the Spring Split. Regardless of the reason, he believed in himself. His teammates’ strength was not bad, and he wouldn’t drag them down. Why couldn’t they win?
[Jing: OK [JPG.]]
Wu Cheng sat in the spacious and bright conference room, discussing Chi Jing’s training direction seriously with the head coach. They agreed that while Chi Jing’s playstyle was stable, he was slightly lacking in roaming support. This could become a shortcoming in matches and needed improvement.
“Chi Jing’s mechanics and game sense are excellent, but we can’t just be satisfied with the status quo,” Wu Cheng said. “He needs to learn more skills and strategies to cope with different situations.”
The head coach nodded: “I noticed this problem too. I’m preparing to let him practice some new heroes and try different playstyles so he can better adapt to various situations.”
The two began researching which heroes suited Chi Jing and formulated a detailed training plan. They hoped that through diverse training, Chi Jing would become more comprehensive and flexible.
“Only by constantly innovating and breaking through can one stand out in fierce competition,” Wu Cheng concluded. “We must make Chi Jing understand that diversity of playstyle is one of the keys to victory.”
In the following days, Chi Jing began to touch and learn new heroes, striving to improve his technical level. He knew that only by constantly improving could he gain a firm foothold in this industry.
Qi Feng: “Little Chi, open livestream duo queue?”
Chi Jing was in a ranked match using a newly practiced hero to 1v5, playing quite happily.
Chi Jing: “Sure, wait for me to finish. I want to practice heroes.”
Qi Feng couldn’t help shaking his head bitterly. His wife had been focused on solo queue practicing heroes these past few days and ignored him completely. Even duo queue was rare. Coldness drove him crazy.
He propped his head with both hands, looking at Chi Jing with blurred eyes, the corners of his mouth rising slightly to reveal a charming smile. Then, he blinked lightly, eyes flashing with a sly light, as if conveying some hint to Chi Jing. Then, he deliberately lowered his voice, speaking in a delicate and affected tone: “Chi Jing Gege~”
“You are probably weary, replying to me so perfunctorily. I understand in my heart that I am not as interesting as other brothers.”
Chi Jing’s hand froze. “…”
“Anyway, you have other younger sisters who chat better than me, act coquettish better than me, and can coax brother to be happy.”
“?…”
Qi Feng continued to court death: “If brother is unwilling to speak with me, then don’t. I suppose I am not as interesting as the sisters outside~”
Chi Jing really couldn’t stand it. He lifted his foot and kicked fiercely at Qi Feng. This kick was full of anger and helplessness. At the same time, Chi Jing felt all the hairs on his body stand up, a chill rising from his spine.
“Stop barking! I’ll let you know in a bit that what goes around comes around!”
Song Qi buried his head deeply in Mo Jingchun’s arms, trying hard to hold back laughter. Mo Jingchun raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile. His palm gently stroked Song Qi’s back to smooth his breath so he wouldn’t choke himself.
At this time, the training room was in chaos, disturbed by Qi Feng. Qi Feng stood aside, looking at the bristling Chi Jing in front of him, and couldn’t help laughing out loud. He found he liked Chi Jing’s white hair more and more, finding it more pleasing to the eye the more he looked.
Qi Feng couldn’t help reaching out to touch his own black hair, suddenly having an idea: “How about I go dye my hair too?” While thinking, he carefully scrutinized Chi Jing’s head of white hair. He imagined himself with dyed hair, feeling a little excited inside.
So, Qi Feng decided to find time to go to the barber shop to try a new hair color. He wondered if such a change would make him handsome and make Chi Jing notice him.
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