After Kissing the Esports God, He Keeps Flirting With Me Chapter 40

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40】 I’m Sorry We Met This Way

A weird silence descended upon the training room. Several pairs of eyes stared fixedly at Wen Ran, making him instantly wish he could disappear.

Wen Ran began to contemplate whether it would be faster to dig a hole with his hands or with his keyboard.

This new Mid Laner—this “thorn in the side” who looked like he wasn’t to be trifled with—actually liked guys?

What did that man just say? A kiss?!

Yikes!

They’re playing it fast and loose, aren’t they!

In the world of esports, nine out of ten players were single dogs. In the base, there were no women except for the cafeteria aunties. Given the nature of their work, it was hard to meet girls. Although they lived like they were in a Buddhist monastery, there was no need to be so desperate as to “widen the road” first!

Gender is definitely something you can be picky about!

Zhang Xu’s phone hit the floor with a clack. The character Four-Leaf Clover was controlling used a displacement skill and rolled straight under the tower, taking tower damage and getting focused down to death.

Ai Fan was the most shocked. He had known since seeing the keyboard that Wen Ran likely had someone he was ambiguous with, but he never imagined it would be a guy!

Wen Ran was thoroughly “cooked.” In a frantic rush, he grabbed his phone and hit the mute button.

“Uh, everyone get ready for training,” Zhang Xu said, his toes curling in embarrassment. “Personal lives are a player’s private business. Let’s not be so gossipy.”

Last time, he’d overheard the girls from the PR department chatting. One wondered if someone so handsome had a girlfriend, while the other said mysteriously that maybe he had a boyfriend.

He had even stepped in to warn them not to speak about their “perfectly straight” player that way. Now it seemed he was the clown!

The more Wen Ran thought about it, the angrier he got. He turned his screen brightness to the minimum, lowered his head, and sent a reply to Jiang Yan:

[Kiss your mom!] [Idiot!]

Jiang Yan, who had been waiting longingly for his partner’s reply: ?

That’s strange. I didn’t even get to kiss him yesterday, so why is he still angry?

HG Base Training Room

“Captain, why are we scrimming with DS?”

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The Jungler, Fourteen, spoke up in confusion. “Didn’t you say it was Team STE a few days ago?”

“I was all ready to beat the crap out of that grandson Ling Han! I was going to gank the Solo Lane until he collapsed!”

“You have no idea how obnoxious he was on video call yesterday,” Fourteen said through gritted teeth. “Showing off his abs and hinting that I’m not as ‘vigorous’ as him. As if he’s the only one who has them!”

Xiao Huang spoke up weakly from the side: “Well, do you?”

“You’re 178cm, but he’s 185cm!”

“Of course I do! I work out too, okay?” Fourteen snorted. “I lifted my shirt right then and there. I even switched angles specifically so that idiot couldn’t miss them.”

“And Xiao Huang, what do you mean? Since when did you care so much about height? You’re praising the enemy and disparaging our own. I’m 178; don’t forget you’re only 175!”

“The fans all say you’re the height ‘floor’ of the League.”

“Xiao Huang isn’t anymore,” Qiao Yu spoke up. “A new floor has arrived.”

“DS’s new Mid Laner, Dawn. I checked their internal data. Official height: 172.5cm.”

After seeing the official announcement, he had specifically asked Wind: Didn’t you say men under 175 are disabled? Why did you find yourself a dwarf?

He was immediately invited into a room by Wind for a 1v1. A professional player’s faith wouldn’t allow him to surrender, so he was slaughtered over a dozen times. Wind only let him go after he was forced to agree that he owed that “dog” a favor.

Qiao Yu: [Screw you! I play Support. You’re a Jungler bullying a different class. Don’t you feel ashamed?]

W: [Nope. And stop talking about height. My little friend isn’t done growing yet. Being a bit short is cute; I can kiss him just by leaning down. He’s small and easy to hold. Besides, you’re a runner-up bullying a retired commoner. Shouldn’t the ashamed one be you?]

Qiao Yu: […]

Not only is he shameless, but he also took the chance to feed me dog food!

Damn it, Wind is such a devious bastard!

However, he couldn’t say this scrim was because he owed someone a favor. Given Xiao Huang’s inquisitive nature, he’d definitely dig up the fact that Qiao Yu got bloodily slaughtered. Where would his dignity as Captain go then?

He could only suppress his emotions: “Scrimming STE all the time doesn’t help us figure out their tricks. Better to change our thinking and practice coordination in a more relaxed way.”

Upon hearing that someone was even shorter than him, Xiao Huang couldn’t wait to search the DS official Weibo. He instantly saw that familiar, handsome, but unsmiling face.

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Expressionless, face full of impatience.

As if in the next second, he would say: “I’m your father.”

Isn’t this that flamer?!

“Holy crap!” Xiao Huang’s eyes widened. “Captain, this is the person you brought to play with us last time. He went to DS?”

Fourteen still hadn’t reacted: “Huh? Who?”

“That Mid Laner! The friend of that tycoon Jungler who gifted us skins—My Mechanics Are Better Than Yours!” Xiao Huang remembered the tragic experience of being mocked for three games. He complained with teary eyes: “Captain, can you sub me out? I have a history with that petty flamer Dawn. He’ll definitely target me to death!”

Even after entering the room, Xiao Huang was still uneasy. He looked at the “DS.Dawn” on the opposite side and couldn’t help complaining to Fourteen: “Brother Fourteen, you might not have noticed how good this flamer is at sarcasm last time. I accidentally said his way of speaking would require him to pay to work at STE, and he mocked me for three whole rounds. Seriously, I suspect he’s the reincarnation of a Taiji diagram!”

Xiao Huang’s guess was right. Ever since he killed the opponent once, that “toxic tumor” had stuck to him.

DS might not have had other tactics, but they knew how to target the ADC—simple and crude, but very unfriendly to him.

Although they won the match, Xiao Huang was almost driven to autism by the end.

He had a private Weibo alt-account used to vent his dissatisfaction. After editing a post, he hit publish with a vengeance.

[An annoying little flamer. So what if you killed me over a dozen times in a scrim? I’m still 2.5cm taller than you!]

Xiao Huang didn’t check his phone after posting. By the next day, he found that his reposts and comments had surged. Scrolling down, he realized he’d forgotten to switch accounts.

He had posted it with his professionally verified Weibo. To make matters worse, Wen Ran had seen it. A glaring [?] sat at the top of the hot comments.

[Hahahaha Xiao Huang is truly brave. My silly son, even if you’re unhappy, don’t say it to his face!]

[Do you really think Dawn doesn’t go online? His surfing speed is very fast!]

[The League has gradually become weird since this toxic tumor arrived. Mocking seniors, insulting netizens, and now even the famously good-tempered Xiao Huang is posting about it hahahaha.]

[Breaking a sweat for my son. How do you dare provoke Dawn, that toxic tumor?]

[It’s normal for rookies to be questioned when they debut. Xiao Huang, you were so good back then and still got mocked until you cried. How do you dare go head-to-head with Dawn? This guy was chasing and cursing netizens on the day of his debut!]

[Am I the only one whose focus is on the fact that Dawn is only 172cm?]

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[You’re not alone. I’m literally dying. He’s so good at flaming, yet he’s a shorty. Now I’m not afraid to battle him offline; I could probably hold his head and he wouldn’t even be able to hit me hahahahahaha.]

[Shorter than Xiao Huang. Help, Xiao Huang is at most 177cm right? This guy isn’t even 175?]

[Hahahaha fam, come see what I found. [Video Link]. This toxic tumor is actually a fan of Wind and leaked his own height. The person above said too much; he’s only 172.5cm!]

[My 170cm dance-student younger sister watched and shook her head.]

[It’s over, why do I find this a bit cute? My little kitten is like this too—looks fiercer than anyone, but has zero deterrent power once you see his size.]

[The person above is crazy. Take them away. How can you think Dawn is cute? And where does he look like a kitten? Does your cat think about being your father every day?]

[I’ll testify. He’s no kitten, he’s a fox spirit! I still have the video of him seducing me during the stream. You can see the evidence in my pinned post.]

[I’m back from seeing the evidence. What kind of hair color is that? So flashy. Does he really think he’s a Little Rose? (By the way, does anyone know the contact info and address for the DS Support Club? I want to send 99 real pink roses to this toxic tumor so he realizes his own ugliness!)]

[I’ve written down the streaming schedule. Next time, I’m going to watch right on time.]

…

Whether it was because the influence of a runner-up ADC like Xiao Huang was too great, or because a professional player posting on Weibo easily created a topic, it wasn’t long before #SPL Height Floor hit the trending list.

The person associated with it on the “plaza” was none other than himself.

Wen Ran never imagined that of his three debut trending topics, not a single one was positive!

And soon, the comments about him on Weibo became: [Height Floor, I’m sorry we met this way.]

Wen Ran’s teeth were nearly ground to dust.

Moreover, after the news broke, his teammates in the training room couldn’t help but look at him with a hint of pity.

Zhang Xu walked in and coughed twice. “Everlast has already apologized and explained. Dawn, he also asked me for your WeChat. The kid didn’t do it on purpose after all. Do some surface-level work and post a Weibo to deal with it.”

“As for everyone else, this matter is settled. Don’t bring it up again. Dawn is the youngest, so you guys are his brothers—take care of him a bit.”

Ten thousand swear words were stuck in Wen Ran’s throat, ready to explode, when Zhang Xu leaned in close to him:

“Um, Dawn, do you have any recommendations for height-increasing insoles?”

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Wen Ran: “…”

His phone vibrated. A message from Jiang Yan arrived right on time.

[Ran Ran, Zhao Dou recently recommended a high-calcium milk to me. It has a very strong milky fragrance.] [His nephew drank it for three months and grew two centimeters.] [Should I send it to the base for you later?]

Wen Ran: “…”

Jiang Yan: [Do you miss me?]

Wen Ran: [Miss your big head… get lost! The further the better!]

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