Riceball07

 "Yan Yan! Yan Yan, what's wrong?"   "Jiang Yan? Jiang Yan! Are you alright? What happened?!"   "Yan Yan!"   Jiang Yan could clearly hear Yu Xiu and Jian Hou calling out anxiously. He could feel Yu Xiu's warm, firm embrace and the breeze stirred by the messenger bird flapping its wings in front of him.   But he couldn't respond at all.   Pain...   Jiang Yan bit his lip. A moan slipped out from between his teeth.   His vision was blurred. In front of him, lines of densely packed blue numbers and bizarre characters scrolled continuously.   The characters kept rising, endlessly flooding into his mind.   In an instant, countless fragmented images flashed across his consciousness. Jiang Yan tried to grasp something, anything, but he couldn't catch hold of anything. He could only endure the sudden influx of overwhelming information.   No one knew how long it lasted. Eventually, the golden-blue symbols transformed into a beam of go...

 Bai Yu was stunned for a long time after hearing that.  He suddenly thought of many things from the past. He had invited Fang Zhixu to join the team, signed him personally, trained him himself, promised to take care of him, and even stepped forward to handle things when his father came causing trouble.  He thought he had taken good care of Fang Zhixu, but in the end, he had never actually resolved his hardships.  In the long silence, the light in Fang Zhixu’s eyes gradually dimmed. He could already guess. Someone like Bai Yu could never truly accept his real self.  He took a deep breath, pretended nothing had happened, and smiled as he said, "Anyway, I only left five years ago because I had no choice. It wasn’t a real betrayal. I don’t care what others think of me, but it hurts that you’d think that way… Captain?"  Bai Yu pulled him into a hug, patted his back, and his voice matched his solemn expression. "I’m sorry. I promised I’d take care of you...

 Fang Zhixu remained composed under Bai Yu's gaze, showing no signs of panic. Instead, he grew more confident as the game went on.  During the final team fight, his hand speed improved significantly. He caught the opponents off guard and secured the win.  He glanced back quietly, hoping for praise from Bai Yu.  But Bai Yu wasn’t looking at him. He had turned to Lu Sheng and asked with concern, "Is the keyboard still working well for you?"  Lu Sheng replied, "Mm." To show off in front of Bai Yu, he performed a difficult maneuver, prompting the jungler to type "6" in admiration.  Bai Yu chuckled and looked back, just in time to meet Fang Zhixu’s gaze.  The moment their eyes met, Fang Zhixu's expression brightened. He pretended to be innocent and gave Bai Yu a sweet smile. "Captain, I think my hand speed has improved a lot lately."  Bai Yu had seen his training data. Among the team, Fang Zhixu had made the most progress. Lin Kun'...

 Switching keyboards in the middle of a match is considered a major taboo for pro players.   Each keyboard feels slightly different. While that might seem insignificant during regular practice, once you're on stage relying purely on instinct, even the tiniest difference can become glaring. If the opponent notices you've swapped keyboards, they'll likely target your lane more aggressively. The added mental pressure makes mistakes almost inevitable.   Bai Yu remembered the match Lu Sheng was talking about. He hadn't shown any irregularities after switching keyboards, and the opposing team never noticed either. No one had launched any focused attacks, and even after the game ended, not a single person including Bai Yu himself, realized Lu Sheng had played with a different keyboard. Thinking about it now felt almost unsettling.   More importantly, it proved that Lu Sheng's ability to adapt was far better than he had previously thought.   Bai Yu realized he h...

 For the past few days of training, everyone's phones had been collected and kept by Song Bo.   Bai Yu had gotten used to seeing messages from Lu Sheng first thing in the morning. Now, waking up to none felt unfamiliar. He got dressed, opened the window, and was brushing his teeth when Lu Sheng appeared, having heard the sound.   His shirt was still off, revealing his waist, though he quickly slipped it on. His eyes scanned Bai Yu before glancing behind him.   Bai Yu had no idea what he was looking at. He followed his gaze and saw that the bed was made, except for the pajamas he had just changed out of, which were still lying there.   After confirming no one else was around, Lu Sheng leaned closer to the window and asked in a lowered voice, “I was thinking about buying matching pajamas. What style do you like?”   Bai Yu: "........"   What was he even talking about?   Lu Sheng looked deadly serious, as if he were discussing something import...