【124】Traitor Orange
The World Championship was in full swing, and the domestic SPL was also proceeding like a raging fire.
Wen Ran hadn’t paid much attention to the domestic matches recently; he was so busy with training every day that he was burnt out. It wasn’t until after finishing this semi-final and locking in the qualification for the grand finals that he found the SPL matches to watch.
WK had the biggest personnel changes. Not only were they missing two top-tier players, Jiang Yan and Wen Ran, but with Orange transferring, the team’s situation was no different from Nifeng’s last season—two veterans carrying three rookies.
Although the second-team players were also professionals, they still lacked experience compared to the first-team players who played frequently. So WK’s results this season weren’t very pretty. On the contrary, Nifeng Team had dropped their previous players and swapped in a second-team ADC. With the addition of Orange, this new “Group of Five” was invincible and had not lost a battle yet.
The SPL schedule was different from the World Championship schedule. Tonight was a seeding match.
Nifeng versus WK.
The most controversial figure in this match was undoubtedly Orange. After all, he coordinated well with his teammates when he was in WK, and they had won the championship together, attracting quite a few team fans. But just when everyone thought the five of them would fight side by side to win more honors, Orange chose to transfer, severely hurting the hearts of some team fans.
Not long after the start, Wen Ran saw quite a few insults directed at Orange in the barrage.
[Orange really knows how to play the game. When he was in WK, he couldn’t produce results, and now that he’s slightly better, he immediately transfers to make money.]
[Who wouldn’t say he calculated it well? They must have known about the World Championship selection long ago. Orange saw that Wind and Dawn weren’t there and knew it would be difficult to win the championship, so he quickly found a new home, right?]
[Only able to share joy but not suffering, you’re really something. WK is truly unlucky to have produced such a traitor!]
[Once he got enough championship prize money, he immediately turned his face and left. This season, the favorite teams to win the championship are short on people. He is truly smart.]
[And going over as a savior like this, could Nifeng Club have paid him any less?]
[Hehe, the team lacks a good support, and a double-crowned support delivers himself to their door. If I were the boss, I’d make offerings to him too.]
[Orange truly has no heart. He didn’t take his group of five seriously at all.]
[Tonight he has to beat up his old employer. Jian Yun is the ADC you used to protect with your life, but now you’re going to engage on him.]
[Wuwuwu, stop stabbing, stop stabbing!]
[Can some people in the barrage keep their mouths clean? A transfer is just a personal choice. On what grounds do you call him a traitor?]
[Orange is clearly a very sincere kid. When he transferred, Dawn even interacted in the comment section. Do you need to guess what their internal team relationship is like?]
[Hehe, the weak-legged support’s fans are here to whitewash again. Without Wind and Dawn, he’s nothing. Still marketing some literary youth persona every day, I’m really going to vomit.]
[I just want to ask, you’re helping wash the floor for him so much, did he share a bit of the prize money he earned with you?]
Wen Ran looked at those barrages and frowned.
He knew WK had many fans of the five-man squad. Although he also regretted Orange’s transfer, no matter what, it wasn’t up to these people to point fingers at him, right?
Unfortunately, this wasn’t his livestream room, so he couldn’t mute them.
Wen Ran caught a few foul-mouthed comments and retorted with a couple of sentences. Finding that the other side was spamming like robots, he turned off the barrage to watch the match.
Orange’s skills seemed to have refined even more than before. Whether it was peeling or initiating team fights, he played beautifully. Moreover, his coordination with his new teammates was also very silky, especially with Nan Xi. Wen Ran hadn’t missed Nifeng’s matches; the coordination between the previous support and Nan Xi could simply be described as utter trash.
Although Jian Yun was beaten badly, Wen Ran’s heart still leaned toward Orange.
Those who competed knew that victory and defeat were common occurrences in war. It didn’t matter if they lost this time; they just had to review seriously and win it back next time.
Wen Ran was actually very happy that Orange could shine wherever he went.
Moreover, in the released post-match voice comms, Orange wore headphones, his fingers resting on the keyboard, commanding calmly and methodically. It gave Wen Ran a feeling of “my son is bringing honor to his Daddy.”
He even took a screenshot, planning to send it to Orange after he finished the match.
Orange used to hold the command position in WK, and the coach had intended to groom him in Twilight’s direction. But later, when Jiang Yan returned, the burden of command fell on Jiang Yan. It wasn’t that Orange’s command style wasn’t good enough, but compared to him, Jiang Yan’s style suited the team better.
But now, in Nifeng Team, he perfectly maximized his strengths and avoided his weaknesses, producing quite effective results.
The final result was WK losing to Nifeng 1:3.
During the post-match handshake, the director gave a close-up. Orange reached out very naturally to hug Jian Yun and patted his back consolingly.
And Seven Moon reached out to pat Orange’s head.
It was originally a very loving scene, but the people in the barrage interpreted it with a completely different meaning.
[Truly disgusting. Don’t know who he’s putting on an act for.]
[He actually has the nerve to pat Jian Yun. If you didn’t leave, wouldn’t you guys be happily going out for a meal?]
[No way, I see Brother Seven and Jian Yun are both quite happy.]
[Hehe.]
[Traitor Orange, roll out of the Alliance quickly!]
Orange himself naturally didn’t know about these barrage comments. Meeting his old teammates Jian Yun and Seven Moon, they caught up for a while.
“My scalp went numb from your engages tonight,” Jian Yun patted Orange’s shoulder. “I played so many games with you, and I never knew you understood me this well!”
“Of course,” Orange raised his chin. “Did you forget that to coordinate well with you, I had a notebook specifically to record your operational habits?”
“Thank Q!” Jian Yun slapped his forehead. “I forgot about that!”
“But, you really are amazing this season.”
Jian Yun asked, “An Chenxia, how about it? Do you have confidence in taking another championship?”
“Of course,” Orange smiled at him. “There’s so much prize money this season, who wouldn’t be envious?”
Although he said that, Orange knew clearly in his heart that he wasn’t doing it for any prize money.
He was doing it for Nan Xi.
Someone as smart and formidable as Nan Xi shouldn’t be dragged down by a team just because he was serious and responsible. He wanted to accompany him, win a championship, and witness the summer that belonged to them.
Since joining Nifeng Team, Orange had actively taken on part of the responsibility for analysis and review. He was busy almost every day. He found a new notebook and recorded everyone’s playstyle habits in it, then conducted a comprehensive analysis before setting tactics.
The team’s AD was named Star. He had the mechanics, but his playstyle was like a lone wolf. He almost never coordinated with teammates, and his personality was introverted and withdrawn. He often quarreled with teammates, which was why he had been kept in the second team.
The tournament training group had originally planned to put him in the secondary league, but it was Orange who stopped them.
“I have a way to make him exert his maximum ability,” Orange told the coach. “I am a support; I know how to coordinate with an AD.”
At first, this Star indeed ignored people. Seeing Orange, he only glanced at him before lowering his head into silence, unsmiling and looking melancholy, very much like a cold-blooded killer in a TV drama.
Although he was very handsome, he had too few chances to show his face and had almost never been on the field.
There was only one official team member photo.
Orange even internally complained about whether Nifeng Team had bad feng shui, for one or two of them to have such aloof personalities.
They only played one game together, and Star quarreled with Orange three times. Orange pointed out his problems, wanting him to appropriately change his playstyle to coordinate with the team. As a result, when Star lost his temper, he was indeed fierce and ruthless, directly smashing a cup in front of him. Orange had to admit he was scared. The team’s Mid Laner even came over to persuade him, “Told you not to provoke him. Who knows why he has this temper.”
However, Orange shook his head. A moment later, he walked in holding a band-aid.
His slender fingers grabbed Star’s hand.
Star directly shook off Orange’s hand, his pitch-black eyes staring at him, the look in his eyes not exactly kind: “What are you doing?”
“Treating your wound,” Orange showed no sign of fear, pulling Star’s hand back again. “I saw your hand got cut just now.”
Star’s hands were born particularly beautiful, with distinct joints, fair and well-proportioned; the protruding wrist bone appeared even more sexy.
Only now there was a small cut on it. Orange applied the band-aid: “You are a professional player; you must protect your hands well.”
Star remained silent. He didn’t know what to say.
“I didn’t mean you played badly today,” Orange took the initiative to explain to him. “Everyone has their own playstyle, but Lingxiao is a team game. Integrating into the collective doesn’t mean obliterating individual color. Aren’t our goals all victory and the championship?”
Since that conversation, Star had indeed changed a lot. His coordination with Orange became increasingly tacit, and communication between teammates also increased.
Now that they had secured victory and reached Group S, Nan Xi should be happy, right?
Thinking of this, Orange said goodbye to Jian Yun and the others.
But when he returned to the training room, he found Nan Xi wasn’t there. Only when Orange ran out of the venue did he see that figure wearing the team uniform.
“Little Captain!” Orange ran over panting. “Why didn’t you wait for me?”
Nan Xi seemed to be on a call with someone. His eyebrows were gentle as he spoke patiently to the other end of the phone, “Mm, I’ll treat you to a meal when you come back.”
Nan Xi just wanted to share this joy with Wen Ran, but he hadn’t expected Wen Ran to be watching his match despite being so busy.
He had heard many people praise him, but only when it came from Wen Ran’s mouth did it make him happy from the bottom of his heart.
“Came out to take a call just now.” Nan Xi’s gaze swept over Orange, returning to his original icy demeanor. “Sorry.”
Orange was a bit dazed. It seemed Nan Xi’s gentleness just now was merely his momentary illusion.
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