Chapter 4: Come Back with Me. Drunkard Causes a Scene at the Restaurant.
“The coach only had a few beers and some hotpot! We really didn’t give him anything weird!”
“Yeah, Manager! But the coach was acting a bit strange when he first arrived today, spacing out a lot. He seemed like he wasn’t feeling well.”
Manager Li went over and took a look.
The new coach was slumped on the table, his eyes somewhat vacant, blinking slowly. But his breathing was steady, and he didn’t look like he was in pain.
“…He’s probably just drunk.” Manager Li sighed. “It’s your fault for giving him so much to drink.”
The players snickered: “It’s fine, it’s fine. He’ll be okay after a nap—Wait, someone’s at the door. It must be Land. We’ll get it!”
[Name: Ning Luzhao. ID: Land. Position: Jungler…]
A sudden, piercing gold light made Zuo Chi squint. The young man’s gentle eyes pressed down with a hint of discomfort.
He blinked, his gaze locking onto the person who had just entered.
Yesterday, when he watched the match live, he was too far from the player’s bench. He had only seen Land on the big screen and in interview videos. This person seemed taller than in the videos, at least 1.8 meters.
Land was currently walking around the room, and as he moved, three overlapping shadows swayed before Zuo Chi’s eyes. Combined with the dazzling golden characters above Land’s head, Zuo Chi had to stare intensely for several seconds just to make out four or five words.
Zuo Chi clicked his tongue in slight annoyance.
It was his own fault. He thought the beer’s alcohol content wasn’t high, and he didn’t feel bad while drinking, but shortly after finishing, he felt dizzy as hell.
Ning Luzhao, holding a bag from a pharmacy, slightly rubbed his fingers. His gaze fell upon the unfamiliar young man slumped on the table.
“Is he the new coach?”
“Yeah, but the coach had a bit to drink just now and seems wasted…”
Ning Luzhao nodded and said flatly: “I see. Then I’ll head back. When the coach wakes up tomorrow, I’ll greet him then.”
“Hey—Land, since you’re here, stay and eat something. What are you holding? ‘Ping’an Pharmacy’… you went to buy medicine?”
“Insomnia. Bought some melatonin.”
“You’re always playing ranked until the early hours and training during the day; of course your sleep is going to be messed up. How about this, eat something and then go back early to rest.”
“No. I want to go back and see if the support I queued into yesterday is online.”
“Fine… then be careful on the road. Don’t play too late tonight.”
“Mm.”
Zuo Chi took a deep breath, using his hands to support himself on the table. He barely managed to sit up straight and lean against the back of the chair, wanting to see Land’s golden entry clearly.
[Golden Entry: Natural Assassin (He frequently finds the perfect timing to pull off elite plays and shut down the enemy Carry)…]
Before he could read more than two lines, the person turned to walk out of the room. The words on the entry grew further and further away, getting smaller and smaller, and were about to vanish behind the doorframe.
Zuo Chi got anxious.
He just wanted to see the entry! Why was it so difficult?!
Not being allowed to finish reading was a scratching itch as unbearable as having a beef roll pulled right out of his mouth.
“…Don’t go.”
The young man couldn’t help but call out. His voice was raspy from the alcohol, carrying a slight tremor at the end.
Accompanied by the soulful love song playing in the room and the dim, ambiguous yellow lighting, it felt like a scene from a low-quality “Scummy CEO” short drama where the lead tries to keep his “White Moonlight” from leaving.
Zuo Chi swayed as he stood up. His mind was a mess of mush as he took a step toward the golden entry.
He didn’t pay attention and tripped over his own feet, falling straight to the floor.
The room was carpeted, and he was wearing several layers for autumn, so the fall didn’t hurt. However, the alcohol in his stomach churned, and he couldn’t help but let out a low cough.
Though he fell and couldn’t immediately catch up to the golden entry, the person turned back. They seemed to crouch down to support his arm, trying to pull him up from the floor.
He took the opportunity to grab the person’s sleeve and scooted forward.
The guy was too tall. Even though he was crouching, Zuo Chi had to tilt his head back to see the entry clearly. He reached up again, and this time, his fingers hooked into the person’s collar, pulling the jacket’s zipper down a good distance.
“Don’t go… tonight, come back with me tonight…”
Zuo Chi called out softly.
The young man had a pair of clear, handsome almond eyes. His jade-like features diluted the “greasiness” of his words, instead making them seem somewhat profound and affectionate.
As he spoke, he shifted his grip. His fingertips had been marked red by the zipper, so he switched to hugging Land’s leg.
His other hand fumbled slowly in his jacket pocket. The young man’s jacket was loose and messy, now covered in dust from the floor.
The room was terrifyingly silent. After a moment, a cold voice sounded: “Let go.” The ending carried a hint of grit.
Zuo Chi remained oblivious. After successfully finding what he was looking for in his pocket, he tried to shove it into Land’s hand. He missed and stuffed it into the person’s collar instead.
A silver USB drive fell from the gap in the jacket and hit the floor.
Ning Luzhao’s expression cooled even further as he looked at the manager and teammates standing in the corner like they had swallowed mute-pills. “Aren’t you going to help pull him away?”
VEX Manager Li Jing snapped out of it and hurriedly signaled the players to rush forward. They used all their hands and feet to pry Zuo Chi’s hands off Ning Luzhao’s leg and helped him over to the sofa.
Zuo Chi didn’t struggle. The time just now was enough for him to see Land’s full attribute entries clearly.
[Name: Ning Luzhao. ID: Land. Position: Jungler.]
[Golden Entry: Natural Assassin (He frequently finds the perfect timing to pull off elite plays and shut down the enemy Carry).]
[Golden Entry: Absolute Prediction (A sharp sixth sense allows him to frequently predict enemy movements on the field, suitable for shot-calling).]
[Golden Entry: ???]
Golden entries. The system mission was sorted. It looked like VEX’s matches next year weren’t entirely hopeless.
The young man, his brain sluggish from alcohol, didn’t realize there was anything wrong with his behavior. He only felt that after seeing the entries, his heart felt settled, and drowsiness followed.
Zuo Chi tilted his head, found a comfortable cushion on the sofa, closed his eyes, and began to rest.
On the other side, Ning Luzhao looked down at the silver USB on the floor. He reached down and picked it up. After tidying his jacket, he put the USB in his pocket.
Manager Li said awkwardly: “That… Land, don’t mind him. Actually, the new coach is very polite; he’s just drunk… and it’s my fault. I didn’t stop those brats from toasting him.”
Seeing that Ning Luzhao’s expression didn’t change, Manager Li added: “Well, we’ve eaten and met the coach. Let’s head back to the base. Land, help call a designated driver. We’ll carry Coach Zuo out.”
Sitting in the team’s van, the players were quiet on the surface, but the VEX Team WeChat group was exploding with messages.
[Our new coach is a beast. Harassing Land on day one.]
[I didn’t think we gave him that much to drink. And he was resting before Land arrived. As soon as Land showed up, he was yelling and hugging. Do you think he’s really drunk or just faking?]
[Regardless of whether he’s drunk or not, did you see Land’s face when the coach told him to go back with him?]
[As foul as a stone in a latrine.]
[Hahahaha.]
[But because of this, even if the coach wakes up tomorrow, he probably won’t have the heart to make us review matches. Vacation, here we come!]
Ning Luzhao turned off his phone screen. His hat brim was pulled low, hiding the gaze in his light-colored pupils.
From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the young man sitting next to him, who was sleeping so deeply that the cushion had left a red mark on his cheek.
It was past eight o’clock, and there were many cars and pedestrians on the road. The ride was a bit bumpy.
The new coach was sleeping soundly, his head swaying back and forth with the car’s turns.
Ning Luzhao looked at the person who was about to lean against his shoulder. He quickly reached out and pulled the cushion the coach was hugging upwards, ensuring his head wouldn’t hit anything, and then shifted a bit further away.
Zuo Chi felt like he was swaying in a half-dreaming state, his head aching from the movement.
Moreover, all the different colored entries were muddled together before his eyes.
He turned off the attribute entry function in his mind. As his thoughts drifted, he remembered he had forgotten something very important.
Back in the private room, he had issued a sincere invitation to the Golden Entry: “Come back with me tonight, let’s pull an all-nighter in the VEX training room to review matches!”
He had even handed over the USB containing his “painstakingly” organized digital notes.
But the other party didn’t seem to give any response.
He felt a bit annoyed and anxious, and couldn’t help but ask: “Why… aren’t you talking?”
Manager Li, sitting in the front passenger seat, looked back curiously.
“Coach Zuo, you’re drunk. What are you saying?”
“The USB… you took it… Speak.”
Ning Luzhao took out the USB and held it before his eyes: “What’s on the USB?”
“Matches, match… review.”
The players who were enthusiastically discussing their vacation in the group chat suddenly looked up: “What the hell?!”
He’s this drunk and he’s still thinking about reviewing matches?
“Review… materials.”
The players breathed a sigh of relief and went back to their phones.
The coldness in Ning Luzhao’s eyes melted slightly: “Mm. I’ll watch it when I get back.”
“Now… we can watch it now,” Zuo Chi muttered softly. “Notes, notes are in my bag… or maybe the suitcase.”
Manager Li was confused: “What bag? What suitcase?—Coach Zuo, you didn’t leave your luggage at the restaurant’s front desk, did you?!”
They had left in a hurry and hadn’t taken anything!
Zuo Chi buried his head into the cushion and nodded: “…Yes.”
Ning Luzhao said in a low voice: “It’s fine, Manager. You guys go back to the base. I’ll take a taxi back to the restaurant to get it.”
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