Chapter 55
UOOW, this person, was definitely not an existence that would be buried. Let alone her talent, just the trending searches she had been on recently by leeching off Duan Mingyue’s heat made her a player with considerable commercial value.
The Jungle-Support roam strategy was strong. Perhaps it wasn’t particularly obvious among ordinary players, but in professional teams, it was already an open secret.
The trend was set; protective supports were exiting the stage, and control supports were becoming hot commodities. A player like UOOW, possessing both awareness and mechanics, naturally became the object of contention for various teams.
But helplessly, someone had the advantage of being in a favored position. From the moment UOOW entered the public eye, she was bound to RedMoon. They were affectionate, and backed by the Champion Team KW which was in full swing; naturally, no one would try to steal love.
Added to the recent rumors, almost everyone assumed by default that UOOW would become KW’s new support.
However—
Everyone watched dumbfounded as Duan Mingyue, wearing the black and red team uniform, expressionlessly pressed a baseball cap onto Sliver’s head. He didn’t even bother to spare a glance at the people beside him, put his arm around Sliver’s shoulder, whispered something, and then led the person away.
The entire time, the three from HG stood there like wooden stakes, motionless.
Although Shi Feng was involved, it was as if he hadn’t participated, being even more confused than the surrounding onlookers.
He looked dumbfounded at the backs of the two striding away, then looked at the HG members who were equally horrified and hadn’t recovered, a question mark slowly appearing over his head.
?
What is wrong with this world? What kind of development is this? Why did he understand it less and less?
Wasn’t it agreed that UOOW was internally decided for KW? How did it become his good friend Sliver now??
Wait, that’s not right.
Shi Feng spirit shook. He pulled out his chat history with Shen Yanjin on his phone and scrolled up.
More than half a month ago, Shen Yanjin had sent him a baffling sentence without any context.
[Sliver: Shi Feng, what if RedMoon really personally begs me to go to the KW team? I have this premonition.]
And he had taken it entirely as Shen Yanjin joking around, laughing loudly in response.
[TWG-Wind: Hahaha, aren’t you thinking too much? If this really happens, I’ll call you Dad, okay?]
[Sliver: Deal.]
…
Shi Feng felt a bit numb.
Crap, I was careless.
Shen Yanjin was half-forced into the lounge by Duan Mingyue. The man exerted a lot of force on his shoulder, and since Shen Yanjin didn’t intend to resist anyway, he obediently followed Duan Mingyue.
The photographer and makeup artist were already chatting and waiting in the lounge. Seeing this battle array, they couldn’t help but freeze.
The photographer was quite observant; he immediately pulled the still-dazed makeup artist up and walked out. “We’ll wait outside. Call us anytime when you’re ready.”
Duan Mingyue didn’t speak.
The lounge door was closed again.
He let go of Shen Yanjin, still saying nothing, seemingly waiting for the other to speak first.
Shen Yanjin nervously pinched the hat on his head, his eyes unable to hide his unease and worry.
His mouth opened and closed a few times before he finally spoke, “Moon God…”
Duan Mingyue had rushed over all travel-worn. As soon as he entered the main gate, he saw his lover being surrounded and watched like a monkey, with three jumping clowns beside him mocking endlessly. He had flared up right then. Now, barely suppressing his anger, he felt he deserved at least an apology.
Unexpectedly, Shen Yanjin paused and continued very worriedly, “You haven’t trained for days. Will it be okay if this continues?”
“…”
Duan Mingyue laughed out of anger. He pinched the young man’s cheek. “Who do you think I did this for? Not answering the phone, not taking your ID—did you still want to play?”
Shen Yanjin felt guilty instantly, but still couldn’t hide his worry. “You’re here, so what about the training match this afternoon?”
“It’s fine. TWG sent subs for both Jungle and Support; they had no sincerity. I let the second team’s Jungler fill in.” Duan Mingyue didn’t care what happened in other teams. He stared at Shen Yanjin. “Tell me, why did you do that just now?”
Shen Yanjin thought he was talking about meeting his old employer HG just now, and said nonchalantly, “Sigh, just treat it as being bitten by a dog. If I refuted, it would be doing what they wanted. Not necessary.”
Duan Mingyue’s expression darkened. “I meant, why did you take off the team uniform?”
Shen Yanjin opened his mouth, knowing he was in the wrong, and fell silent.
Duan Mingyue pulled him to sit on the sofa nearby. “Where’s the uniform?”
“…In the backpack.”
Duan Mingyue picked up his backpack, unzipped it, took out the uniform, unfolded it, and draped it over the young man before him.
Shen Yanjin acted very docilely, cooperating with the man’s movements to put the uniform back on.
Duan Mingyue zipped it up for him and asked very calmly, “Does joining KW make you feel ashamed?”
Shen Yanjin instinctively refuted, “How is that possible!”
“Then why do this?”
Shen Yanjin sensed the anger hidden beneath the man’s calm. Flustered, he reached out to hug Duan Mingyue’s neck, tilting his head to kiss the man’s lips. “Don’t be angry…”
Duan Mingyue, however, pinched his chin, preventing him from pleasing him with a kiss. “Shen Yanjin, have you ever thought about how I would feel seeing you treated like that just now? The person I love suffered a grievance but wasn’t willing to ask me for help; I even had to hear about it from someone else’s mouth. Now you know I’m angry, but do you know that what you did hurts my heart?”
Shen Yanjin’s face turned pale. He had only been thinking about not adding more public opinion pressure to KW and Duan Mingyue. Whatever happened, he would bear it himself. He was already in this state anyway; being splashed with one basin of dirty water or two, being mocked by one person or a group, made no difference to Shen Yanjin.
But meeting the man’s hurt gaze at this moment, he suddenly realized just how big a mistake he had made.
Duan Mingyue pressed further, “Shen Yanjin, is it that you still aren’t willing to believe in me?”
“No.” Shen Yanjin shook his head desperately, his eyes red with anxiety. He was truly terrified of Duan Mingyue’s cold attitude towards him. Not daring to act spoiled anymore, he grabbed the man’s clothes with both hands and told the truth entirely.
Hearing Shen Yanjin mention “public opinion” and “PR,” Duan Mingyue’s expression finally fluctuated.
He sighed, hugged the young man into his arms, one hand around his waist and the other hooking under his knees, placing him on his lap.
The little Support was clearly frightened. Feeling Duan Mingyue’s attitude softening, he immediately pressed his lips over. This time Duan Mingyue didn’t refuse, exchanging a gentle kiss with him.
Shen Yanjin felt very embarrassed by this posture but coveted the warmth of the kiss. Once the kiss ended, he buried his face in Duan Mingyue’s neck affectionately. “Brother, I’m sorry.”
Duan Mingyue squeezed the back of his neck. “Will you do this again?”
“I won’t.” As if afraid Duan Mingyue wouldn’t believe him, Shen Yanjin straightened up and repeated very firmly, “Absolutely won’t.”
“En.” Duan Mingyue finally revealed a smile, which let Shen Yanjin’s heart settle back down. “Give me the ID. I’ll take it to Mi Yonghui. You take the photos first; we’ll go back together when you’re done.”
Shen Yanjin naturally agreed to everything.
The small ID card circled around and returned to Duan Mingyue’s hand.
He left the lounge and called Mi Yonghui again. This time it connected.
On the other end of the phone, Mi Yonghui was panting heavily. “Hello, hello? Moon God? My brain… I just left my phone in the back seat, and I forgot to bring Sliver’s ID. I’m heading back to get it now.”
Duan Mingyue said faintly, “Don’t bother, I’ve already brought it over.”
“Huh?” Mi Yonghui paused stupidly for a while before reacting. “Oh, okay, okay, I’ll come find you.”
“En.” Duan Mingyue looked down at the little Support’s photo on the card and suddenly asked, “HG Team manager’s contact info… Do you have it?”
HG Team?
Usually, there was no need to even schedule training matches with such a bottom-tier small team; meeting them in official matches meant free points. Mi Yonghui had added the HG team manager’s contact before, but to be honest, that person did nothing all day but eat, drink, and chase women. Once he even tried to borrow money from Mi Yonghui. Annoyed to no end, Mi Yonghui deleted him.
Now that Duan Mingyue suddenly asked for this good-for-nothing’s contact, Mi Yonghui really couldn’t provide it.
He asked puzzledly, “You need him for something?”
Duan Mingyue said, “Yes.”
“Alright.” Mi Yonghui rubbed his forehead and thought. “That… Bai Dabai, the guy who is the head coach at FTK now. Didn’t you play duo queue with him before?”
Duan Mingyue thought for a moment. The image of a young man with a buzz cut and honest looks appeared in his mind. He did have an impression of this person; he had a unique understanding of the game and became a team coach at a young age. “I know him. What about it?”
“He used to be a coach at HG, though only for one season. Seems it was the S5 Summer Split. If you have any questions, you can ask him. I don’t have the HG manager’s contact here either.”
“Understood.”
Duan Mingyue exhaled. He scrolled through his contacts and found he really didn’t care much about things outside the team. His contacts were mostly ordinary friends; with some, he hadn’t even spoken a word. A simple English character followed by a remark of team and position was considered good enough.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been in the same region as Shen Yanjin for so long without knowing Sliver’s real name was Shen Yanjin, YanGold.
He laughed at himself and found Bai Dabai’s chat box.
[KW-RedMoon: Hello, Coach Bai, are you there?]
[FTK-White: Holy crap, Moon God.]
[FTK-White: What’s up? If you want to jump ship to our FTK, you’re welcome anytime haha.]
[KW-RedMoon: HG Team, do you know about it?]
Duan Mingyue thought Bai Dabai’s answer would be nothing more than “I remember, the team I coached before” and the like.
Unexpectedly, the reply from the other side chilled his heart.
[FTK-White: I know.]
[FTK-White: That stupid match-fixing team.]
T/n: I want to read more of the work of this author… I hope there’s more! I like the writing, not overly complicated, not long-winded, and not annoying. LOL.
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