After Kissing the Esports God, He Keeps Flirting With Me Chapter 113

【114】Don’t Worry About Dawn, He’ll Clear His Own Name

In the past, Father Jiang thought that with Wen Ran’s personality, Jiang Yan might be the one suffering if they were together. But after this incident, he completely changed his mind.

Chen Sheng was his cousin, and the two of them had never really gotten along. Previously, because Jiang Yan dropped out of school to play games, Chen Sheng had often mocked and ridiculed him in front of Father Jiang. However, Father Jiang couldn’t really do anything direct about it. But now, the arrogant Chen Sheng had been tamed into submission by Wen Ran. It was simply too satisfying.

As they say, every personality has its own advantages. When Wen Ran’s personality was directed outward, it was incredibly refreshing.

So much so that when the two of them were about to return to B City, Father Jiang was actually reluctant to see them go.

He saw them all the way to the airport, telling Wen Ran to come back and visit often when he had time, adding that he didn’t care if Jiang Yan came back or not.

Jiang Yan: “……”

Jiang Yan: “Dad, it’s not like only Ran Ran brings you glory. Why do you only ask him to come back?”

“No way, are you still holding a grudge about the mahjong game?”

“You still dare to bring that up?” Father Jiang glared at him.

Because Father Jiang was so happy about the Chen Sheng incident, the family had played a few more rounds of mahjong together. Unsurprisingly, Father Jiang lost another several thousand, all of which went into Jiang Yan’s pocket.

Father Jiang waved his hand angrily. “Get lost, get lost, hurry up and get in there.”

After returning this time, they could start preparing for the World Championship registration.

This was a rare opportunity, and most professional players would sign up. However, those who signed up couldn’t participate in domestic competitions during that period, so there were trade-offs.

Moreover, the skills of certain heroes and the maps on the international server were slightly different from the domestic server. Professional players’ operations were very precise, and their daily training was strict. Therefore, after playing in the World Championship, they would need time to readjust before returning to the domestic server.

When they returned to the base, most people had already arrived. Orange seemed to have been fed well at home; his cheeks were fleshier, and he had a new hairstyle—slightly curly, making him look soft and fluffy.

It made even the usually stone-hearted Wen Ran think he looked cute, and he couldn’t resist reaching out to pinch Orange’s face.

Orange glared at him, but it had zero deterrent effect.

He slapped Wen Ran’s hand away. “What are you doing!”

Wen Ran realized today that he actually ‘got’ Orange’s cuteness. He decided to forgive his “rebellious son” behavior and looked into Orange’s eyes. “An Chenxia, want Daddy to take you to the international server for some practice?”

“Let’s duo queue. I’ll help you practice Support.”

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Wen Ran had a look that said, “I bet that tempts you,” but Orange was slightly stunned, then gently shook his head.

“No need, I didn’t sign up.”

Now it was Wen Ran’s turn to be stunned. “You didn’t sign up?”

Orange shook his head. “Senior Twilight is so amazing, they’ll definitely choose him. Besides, the international server is different from the domestic one. I’m afraid I won’t be able to adjust well when I come back.”

“Is that really what you think?” Wen Ran looked at Orange with suspicion. They were teammates who had played together and lived together day and night. Orange was never someone who lacked confidence. Even if he was up against Twilight, he would definitely try his best.

“Yeah.” Orange glanced at Wen Ran. “You and the Captain are both leaving. Our team can’t just ignore the SPL, right?”

Wen Ran understood in his heart that everyone had their own choices, and the SPL was equally important.

“Alright then.”

When the list of participants came out, Wen Ran discovered that Nan Xi hadn’t signed up either.

Not just him—Jiang Nan and Night Heart weren’t on the list either.

Wen Ran found it strange and sent a message to Nan Xi.

[Wen Ran: Nineteen, why didn’t you sign up?]

[Jian Yu: Nifeng can’t do without me right now. If I leave, Nifeng’s spirit will scatter.]

Although he had come to play professionally for Wen Ran, he was first and foremost a professional player who also yearned for championships and glory.

When he was in Team Feiyu, he wanted to achieve results for the team. After joining Nifeng, that thought hadn’t diminished.

Team Nifeng was an old, established team, but they had never won a championship. Players changed batch after batch, yet their results remained awkwardly stagnant, never getting past the top four.

After experiencing the low valley of this losing streak, almost everyone was saying the team’s name was bad luck and that changing it might bring better fortune.

But he was a professional player too, and he wanted to win a championship for his team.

[Jian Yu: I said I’d meet you at the peak. Sorry, Wen Ran, I broke my promise.]

Wen Ran was deeply touched. He knew Nan Xi was responsible and understood the heavy burden on his shoulders. Perhaps for Nan Xi, this was the choice he was more willing to make.

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[Wen Ran: What breaking promise? We’ll just make a date for the next competition, the Fall Split. It’s a promise!]

[Jian Yu: Mn.]

Meanwhile, inside the DS Club.

Night Heart received a message from a friend.

[Friend: Night Heart, why didn’t you sign up for the World Championship?]

It would have been fine if his friend hadn’t mentioned it, but as soon as he did, Night Heart felt angry.

He typed furiously on his phone.

[Night Heart: Tell me, what would I go there for?]

[Night Heart: Sign up to be Dawn’s substitute? Have I not been disgusted enough by him at DS? I’d just be asking for suffering!]

[Friend: But isn’t it because you were punished by the League and can’t play? What does it have to do with him?]

“Friend retracted a message.”

[Night Heart: ?]

[Night Heart: Whose side are you on anyway?]

[Friend: Yours, of course, yours. If we don’t want to sign up, we won’t go. As long as we don’t compete with him, it’s not him beating you.]

[Night Heart: ……]

[Night Heart: If you can’t speak properly, talk less. Get lost!]

The selection for the Mid lane was the simplest and most indisputable. Wen Ran crushed almost every statistic, qualifying perfectly with an absolute advantage.

Although Chairman Niu had some prejudice against Wen Ran, the other party’s stats were simply too beautiful. He could only endure the pain and underline “Dawn” for the Mid lane selection.

And he immediately decided to find a psychological counselor to accompany the team.

To counsel the other four teammates.

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No, it should be three.

Wind was his boyfriend, so he surely knew what kind of goods he was.

Thinking of this, Chairman Niu felt even more pained. While underlining Wind’s name, he felt heartache for such a good kid insisting on being with this toxic tumor. He wondered if Wen Ran had forced him.

Because he was busy with the World Championship, Chairman Niu hadn’t had time to visit Father Jiang, so he didn’t know that Jiang Yan was his old friend’s son, nor did he know that the “brat” he complained about was his friend’s daughter-in-law.

He repeatedly instructed the coach to be very, very careful with this Dawn. “Don’t let one toxic tumor spoil the whole pot of soup.”

“Don’t worry, I’ve coached Dawn before.” Coach Feng smiled. “Chairman Niu, don’t be under too much pressure.”

Chairman Niu: “???”

Coach Feng Wei was a famous coach in the League. He used to coach at WK and had trained Wind and the others. However, he personally liked challenges, so once he led a team to a championship, he would change teams. Ling Han was taught by him single-handedly. When he taught Wen Ran, Wen Ran wasn’t called Dawn yet. In WK’s youth training, Feng Wei remembered this highly talented boy. His temper wasn’t good, and he was quite arrogant in his youthful vigor, but his mechanics were too strong. Feng Wei liked that type and taught Wen Ran everything he knew. Unfortunately, due to family factors, the kid didn’t stay with the team and quit the youth training.

Feng Wei had been sad about it for a while. He hadn’t expected him to return to the professional arena later.

“I know how to use him,” Feng Wei said. “Dawn is actually a pretty good kid.”

“He will be a very strong weapon for me on the field.”

“Don’t look at his bad temper; he only sprays scrubs,” Feng Wei said. He always believed that in esports, being bad was the original sin. He particularly liked and spoiled talented players. Unaware of the grudge between Chairman Niu and Wen Ran, he added, “Garbage gameplay is played by humans too. What, if they play badly, people aren’t allowed to say anything?”

Chairman Niu felt like he had a lump in his throat: “……”

Seeing Chairman Niu looking ashen, Feng Wei asked in confusion, “What’s wrong?”

Chairman Niu clutched his heart. “Nothing, just suddenly felt a bit blocked in the heart.”

Feng Wei: “Getting older and neglecting exercise makes you prone to this. Carry some quick-acting heart relief pills in your bag.”

The older, exercise-neglecting Chairman Niu: “……”

Thanks, it’s even more blocked now.

After the selection, the final determined roster was: Jungle – WK.Wind, ADC – STE.Sweet, Mid – WK.Dawn, Top – STE.Ling Han, Support – HG.Twilight, Coach – Feng Wei.

Once the roster was announced, it immediately sparked intense discussion online.

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[I knew my Wind Husband would be there. I’m at ease with Husband there.]

[This lineup is too luxurious, simply an All-Star configuration.]

[Ling Han! Wind! My two husbands. Who understands me? I’m so excited!]

[Xu Jiajia and Dawn, the two flashy little peacocks, are meeting. Hahahaha!]

[This selection is indeed okay, but I’m not too satisfied with the Mid laner.]

[Still not satisfied? Who do you want?]

[At the very least, it shouldn’t be him, right? The World Championship represents the face of the country. Dawn is so irritable and likes to spray people; it’s so embarrassing to take him out!]

[Exactly. Did he get the qualification through the back door because he hooked up with Wind?]

[I’m speechless, his mom opened the door for speechless, speechless has arrived home. No matter how godlike Wind is, he’s just a player. Do you treat him as the father of everyone in the League? That he can open back doors?]

[Some people above only know how to run their mouths. If you’re so capable, find a Mid laner stronger than Dawn!]

[Look at what level the other players are, then look at him. Tsk.]

[Why say that about our Dawn? He’s clearly very well-behaved, okay? And he’s not stupid; he knows what should and shouldn’t be done.]

[Well-behaved? You toxic fan filters are too thick!]

[This toxic tumor has sprayed more people than the milk tea you’ve drunk. You must have some misunderstanding about ‘well-behaved’.]

Compared to other players, Wen Ran had the most anti-fans. The Little Roses were holding their keyboards ready to charge—their boy had finally passed the selection on merit, yet he was still being blackened!

But someone beat them to it.

[Nanxi Xixixi: I don’t care. Anyway, I’m just not satisfied. So what if he passed the selection? In my heart, he’s just trash!]

[WK.Dawn: I’m a fortune teller. May I ask what kind of thing you are? Sticking scallions in an elephant’s trunk—you really think you’re something special (a蒜/garlic/big shot)!]

[God Also Protects My Yang Cub: He’s just a vegetable dog (noob). He doesn’t deserve to go at all. I’ve wanted to say this for a long time: the Ice Rabbit he uses actually doesn’t build attack speed, even though Ice Rabbit’s basic attack damage is clearly so high!]

[WK.Dawn: Awesome. A tattoo artist closing his eyes—you really showed me (a face full of ink). This top-tier understanding that’s centuries ahead of the meta… dogging around in Platinum must be hard on your teammates.]

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[Shakespeare’s Verses: I’ve watched his matches; he’s just Diamond level. I don’t know why he’s praised so high. To choose him for the World Championship, is the League blind?]

[WK.Dawn: To some extent, you and Shakespeare are indeed half alike. He is Shakespeare (Sha-Shi-Bi-Ya), and you are a Shabi (Idiot).]

The Little Roses silently put down their keyboards: “……”

No need to worry about Dawn; he’ll clear his own name.

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