Prev
Ch. 707 / 88580%
Next

Chapter 707: Don't Be Infatuated with Brother, Brother Is a Legend

~7 min read 1,343 words

In the wind male game mode, Liang Yan didn't die once; therefore, to give fans skins, he became even more flamboyant in subsequent ranked matches, and finally ended up with a death record.

By noon, when he went offline, he had given away over ten sets of skins, and finally felt satisfied as he went offline.

Liang Yan stretched, rubbed his stomach, and stood up: "I'm hungry, brothers, let's go find something to eat."

Easyhoon deliberately left one earpiece behind, and upon hearing that, said: "Today, auntie is also cooking."

Liang Yan stood beside Easyhoon watching him play, and said with a smile: "Today I'm treating you; let's go out for something good."

Easyhoon said, "Sure, wait till I finish this game."

The three of them then sat waiting for Easyhoon.

Liang Yan opened his phone, received a new WeChat message from the operations officer of the streaming platform responsible for contacting and communicating with him:

【God! Your stats are explosive! In less than three hours of streaming, you've pulled in six-figure revenue—you're basically a money-printing machine! Can you stream more?】

Liang Yan couldn't be bothered to reply.

To him, money is now just a string of numbers; more or less makes no difference.

In this regard, the Mouse Platform's operations do a better job: besides sending him a monthly backend data summary report, they basically never bother him with a word otherwise.

And for people who are greedy and lack restraint, Liang Yan has always disliked dealing with them.

While waiting for Easyhoon to finish a game, other team members trickled over, learned that Liang Yan was treating them, and each clamored to mooch a meal.

A group of them, arms around shoulders, cheerfully headed out; Gao Jun saw from the upstairs window, rushed down to volunteer as driver, and also called Wang Liangyi.

Finally, they took out the Toyota minibus that had been sitting unused in the base for a while, loaded it full of people, and set off.

VG is now too famous; each player on the team has at least a million followers on their personal Weibo, so saying they are well-known figures is no exaggeration. Being a star player has this downside: they can't go out as casually as before.

Forget going to big malls; in the end they could only pick relatively remote places. In Shanghai, the more remote a shop's location, the more expensive it is.

Fortunately, Liang Yan is indeed not short of money; although he usually lives frugally, when it comes to spending, he does so without hesitation—a single meal can cost nearly six figures without him blinking.

When settling the bill, Fu Lan Duo picked her teeth and glanced at the receipt, smiling: "Does it hurt, brother? A morning's livestream plus one meal just ate that up."

"It does hurt, you come." Liang Yan casually passed the bill over; seeing Fu Lan Duo really reach out to take it, he gave her a sideways glance and said, "Tsk, get lost."

Gao Jun stood at the back watching, smiling without saying a word.

In VG, nowadays anyone who wants to treat others has to queue up.

Originally, after eating they would just head back to base, but on the way Xiao Duan's karaoke urge kicked in, he suggested going to a KTV, so the minibus changed direction and headed for a KTV they'd been to a few times.

As soon as they entered and had just opened a private room, a person who looked like a supervisor pushed the door open; amid everyone's bewildered stares, over a dozen girls with long bare legs filed in and lined up before them.

"What's going on?" Gao Jun asked, frowning. "We've been here a few times before; I recall there was no such service."

It's precisely because Gao Jun knew there was no such service that he dared bring this bunch of hot-blooded youths here; otherwise, if he dared take them to a place with those services, Lu Wenjun would find out back home and immediately fire him. Now Gao Jun is already flustered, both angry and startled.

The supervisor stared for a moment, then put on an embarrassed smile: "Oh sorry, sorry, you probably haven't come in a while; this is our newly expanded business. Oh boss, rest assured, these are all proper music teachers……"

"You call these music teachers? Come on, name your school! Which proper school has music teachers dressed like that?!"

"Get lost!"

Gao Jun darkened his face and let out a low growl.

The supervisor realized the boss was angry, repeatedly bowed and nodded in apology, hastily ushered the people out. But Gao Jun had lost the mood, stood up and said they were leaving—this kind of place is no place to stay. The others actually weren't that opposed; they found it rather novel and wanted to give it a try, but they didn't dare say so in front of Gao Jun, so they followed along.

When they reached the door, the KTV manager came running out, again bowing and apologizing repeatedly, and finally refunded the room fee; only then did Gao Jun's anger ease a little.

After that, naturally they had no mood to keep playing; they returned to the base in silence, intending to spend the boring afternoon in the training room.

"Hey brothers, how about we make a smurf account and join an electric squad team?" Xiao Duan, the most hyperactive, thought of something and acted on it.

Fu Lan Duo was still stroking her chin, savoring the memory of a girl who looked like a member of a new Korean girl group, and upon hearing that, she waved her hand: "I don't have a smurf account; you guys play."

Easyhoon also said he wanted to practice mid lane with Lu Xi An, and wouldn't join the car.

But the others all said they had no objections.

The remaining five people happened to be enough for a car, so they got started.

The new car team was named "Electric One Little Whirlwind": top lane—Posture, jungle—Sima Laozei, mid lane—Liang Yan, bottom—Gangzi and Xiao Duan; once all five were present, they jumped straight into ranked.

After two games, the training room was filled with laughter and chatter.

In the third game, they faced a team that was some LPL academy squad playing together; they still crushed the enemy, leaving them stunned and repeatedly asking who these gods were; Xiao Duan answered in the game's public chat:

【Don't be infatuated with brother, brother is just a legend!】

Fu Lan Duo saw everyone having fun, got itchy hands, rubbed them and said, "Brothers, bring me in the next game!" Liang Yan waved his hand, "Over there, over there—we're full."

Fu Lan Duo secretly felt hurt, so she went to watch a few videos of Korean girl groups doing the 'pp' dance to heal herself.

……

Happy times are always especially fleeting; the old sun set, the new sun rose—on the 13th, the LPL regular season reignited.

Perhaps in recognition of the four Intercontinental Tournament teams' hard work, the officials specially adjusted the fifth week's schedule; on the first day of the resumed season, no Intercontinental Tournament team appeared.

That day's first match was between the e‑commerce team JDG, which came from acquiring and rebranding QG, and last year's dark horse newcomer IM. Everyone thought IM had the better chance—its raw strength was indeed stronger, and its turtle‑style play actually countered JDG, a team still lacking cohesion and full synergy, because teams with poor execution struggle to break through IM's shell‑like defensive tactic. Yet no one expected JDG to crush IM in the first game, leaving them in disarray, settling the fight in just 31 minutes and posting a lopsided 15‑5 kill ratio.

The VG crew was greatly shocked.

"Holy cow, DoinB is fierce!"

"This chrononaut has some skill; it feels no worse than Marquis's chrononaut."

"No, he's better at roaming."

"Damn, an 11‑assist chrononaut—what kind of play is this?"

"Don't worry about all that; a play that wins games is a good play."

◈

End of Chapter

Prev
Ch. 707 / 88580%
Next
Prev
Ch. 707 / 88580%
Next