FOG [e-sports] Chapter 109

Chapter 109:
At 2:30 in the morning, Shi Luo lay on his bed and read the comments in his Weibo side account. The more he read, the more his head hurt.
“There really might be something wrong with me…” Shi Luo looked at the fans’ comments with a shocked expression, “These comments…what are these? It was better before! They should have just continued to insult me as some crazy hussy. ”
Yu Sui had just taken a shower. He had casually put on a half-sleeved shirt and sweatpants as pajamas. He walked to the bed, pulled off the quilt and sat on the bed. “They’re not allowed to praise you?”
“They’re no longer just praising me…they’re already praising me in a way that puts me at a disadvantage.” There was a split second when Shi Luo had doubts about himself. “Is my writing really that good? They’re saying I’m a gifted scholar of e-sports. Are the things I wrote before really that great?”
Shi Luo couldn’t bear to look directly at the comments. Faintly worried, he said, “If they keep acting this way, I’m worried that some of the fans might even turn the contents of my side account into a light card and take it to the stadium.”
Yu Sui imagined that golden age and was very pleased with that thought.
Shi Luo put down his phone and lay flat on the bed, unable to sleep, “Being overly praised like this…I’m starting to think I might be a literary giant who was led astray by internet addiction.”
Yu Sui: “…”
Yu Sui was quiet for a moment, and said, “Although there’s no gain to be had for me, I suggest you re-read the comments on your main account and calm down.”
Shi Luo paused and then he picked up his phone to log in to his official account. Before he could even read the comments, he saw his private messages inbox that was about ready to explode. Shi Luo clicked it open——
[What do you mean he’s gentle? Stop thinking about men all day and practice properly. ]
[Shi Shen, although I know you won’t admit it, I still want to remind you not to be too hell-bent on that slag man! ! ! ]
[What gentle? ? ? Although Yu Shen has never been in a relationship, obviously you two are not of the same level. Shi Zai has worked hard. Someone randomly pours hot water for you and you already think that he’s gentle! ! ! ]
[Although I’m actually Whisper’s fan, I’m still going say something that might offend him. He’s really very capable and you must calm down. Don’t like him more than he likes you. Don’t you know that I’m worried for you? You’re too inexperienced when it comes to dating. Why must you always be the one to take the initiative to express your love? ]
[I’m so annoyed. I felt disturbed when you two weren’t together and now that you two really are together, I’m worried that your feeling will be toyed with by a slag man… Shi Shen, don’t just go all out in this. I’m so worried about you. ]
Shi Luo faced the reality of the world for a while and gradually returned to his normal state of mind. “…Just how many sins did you commit, that even your fans are persuading me not to fall too deep?”
“I don’t know.” Yu Sui was already apathetic to being called a slag man, “You’re the only one I’ve ever liked or dated but I’ve been called a slag man all the time even before I knew you… There was even one year when I went home for the Chinese New Year that my dad asked me about it specifically.”
Shi Luo tilted his head to look at Yu Sui, “What did he ask?”
“He asked me…” Yu Sui tried to recall his father’s exact words and he said with great effort, “Did you take advantage of the young fans’ blind celebrity worship mindset to develop a lot of immoral feelings?”
Shi Luo choked and said succinctly: “F*ck fans.”
“He doesn’t understand these things. Sometimes, he does a search of my ID and he sees these people saying that I’m a slag man.” Yu Sui closed his eyes, “One time, he had a very deep misunderstanding…it made my dad think that although I wasn’t yet an adult, my private life had become more licentious than he anticipated. He even called the club specifically to have the management keep closer supervision over me.”
Shi Luo laughed then after a while, he said in a quiet voice, “Do you want me to help you clarify?”
“What’s there to clarify?” In the first place, Yu Sui didn’t care at all. “Let other people say what they will. You already know in your heart whether I’m a slag man or not, right?”
Yu Sui turned to his side and hugged Shi Luo. He said, half-asleep, “Others think I’m a slag man because I’m dating someone now&#k2026; After many years and I’m still so committed to you, won’t you appear to be even more powerful?&#k2026; Being able to eat this slag man whole&#k2026;”
It was too late in the evening. Yu Sui was sleepy for quite some time already and he fell asleep after saying this.
The next day, no one was in the right frame of mind to train as they were waiting for the results of the draw that evening. Old Qiao didn’t arrange any training for them either. He allowed everyone to train as their wished or make up their live broadcast hours. Puppy and Chen Huo were still casually doing live broadcasts like they did yesterday. Only honest Shi Luo was still strenuously playing matches for practice, persisting for quite some time without taking any break. Old Qiao felt distressed when he saw it. “You can rest for a while. If you continue like this, it’s going to be unbearable.”
Shi Luo shook his head, “I’m not tired.”
Old Qiao said sincerely, “I didn’t mean for you. I meant it’s going to be unbearable for your fans.”
Shi Luo: “…”
Old Qiao has already a psychological shadow from being Shi Luo’s training partner. “Is it difficult being a fan of yours? Your fans must have the most rotten luck, accompanying you for your high intensity training the whole day and you don’t even have your mic open! How boring. Our fans aren’t going to pursue a professional gaming career in the future. What’s the point in broadcasting this kind of mechanical training?”
“Take a short break.” Old Qiao whispered, “Manager Zhou was trying to catch a hold of me yesterday night. He was insisting on supplementing my salary for being a training partner.”
Old Qiao refused a few times but it wasn’t enough to shake off Zhou Huo. Of course he was happy to earn a bit more money. Old Qiao patted Shi Luo and urged, “I’m going to earn a lot this month so I bought a cake for you guys… Go downstairs and have some. Come up after you’ve had a break.”
Shi Luo didn’t mention that Yu Sui had asked him to find Zhou Huo to deal with that matter. Fearing that Old Qiao would ask him more about it and that he would let the cat out of the bag, he was left with no choice but to turn off the live broadcast and head downstairs.
Yu Sui just finished a game. He raised his head and glanced at Shi Luo’s seat and asked Old Qiao, “How many hours is he still lacking?”
“He still needs…” Shi Luo hadn’t quit from his broadcasting assistant and Old Qiao clicked it open. “He definitely won’t be able to finish this month’s hours…but if he broadcasts for another five hours, he’ll be able to get most of this month’s live streaming fees.”
Yu Sui cancelled his queue in the game, picked up his phone and sent a message to Shi Luo.
After a while, Yu Sui’s cell phone buzzed. Yu Sui swept a glance over it and got up.
On the first floor of the base, Shi Luo took a tissue and wiped the cream off his lips. He exited the WeChat interface and opened the app of the live broadcast platform he was signed with.
On the app’s recommendations on its homepage, Evil was shown as online.
Shi Luo clicked into his live broadcast room. As before, his live broadcast still didn’t have the webcam or microphone on. It was very quiet. After a while, all they saw was the game client opened in the interface and then his account logging out.
Fans didn’t understand what Shi Luo was intending by opening a live broadcast one second and closing it the next. And so, they once again filled the live chat.
[Did the internet at the base disconnect just now? hhhhh]
[Was he going to log into his side account and accidentally closed the live broadcast? 】
[His main account has already entered the top 10 on the domestic server. Now, he’s going to practice using his side account? My Luo Luo is so hardworking! 】
[I can’t stand it anymore…Aren’t you tired? Others are chatting and shooting the breeze in their live broadcasts. Only our live broadcast seems like its making a charge for the college entrance examination. 】
[Can’t stand it anymore +1. The academic atmosphere of Shi Shen’s live broadcasts is too strong. We’ve been doing high intensity training since yesterday T0T]
Shi Luo’s official game account was logged out and the game client returned to the login page. In the live broadcast interface, they saw the mouse cursor move to the account name box and the person who was broadcasting entered their account name letter by letter.
Free-Whisper.
On the login page, the password was hidden by default but the game ID was not.
The person controlling the computer quickly entered his account name and password and successfully logged into the game client.
Shi Luo’s ears went slightly red.
The live chat in the live broadcast room quickly filled up. Shi Luo had to set the chat to streamlined mode to barely see a few of the comments.
【? ? ? ? ? ? ? 】
[What…is…with…this situation? 】
[Uh… Did Shi Shen suddenly want to play a medic? Did he borrow Whisper’s account to play? 】
[Borrowed, my ass. Shi Zai has a medic account. That one that he doesn’t use anymore. 】
[What is going on? ? ? 】
[@Free-Whisper, there’s a kid here who’s stealing your account. 】
[I’m going crazy. Are you secretly playing your boyfriend’s account? Aiya…I’m dying from cuteness. 】
[Talking irresponsibly! Mentioning that boyfriend! Your, account, is, gone. 】
[Don’t blindly get carried away! My Luo just can’t stand the laziness of his teammates! It’s not enough that he’s entered the top ten on the national server! He’s also going to carry his teammates’ accounts into the top ten! My Shi Zai’s ambition is that strong! 】
The game launched smoothly and the person controlling the computer began to adjust the keys, replacing several frequently used keys with those of his. He then moved the cursor down, clicked on the live broadcast assistant and turned on the microphone.
After a few keyboard sounds, Yu Sui’s voice came from the live broadcast.
“No one else is playing my account. He went down to eat. I’ll broadcast for him for a while.”
Shi Luo slapped himself.
This time even under streamlined mode, he still couldn’t read the live chat.
[F*ck, f*ck, f*ck. Why are you saying that like it’s that natural? 】
[I’m dead, I’m dead, I’m completely dead…]
[Did you feel sorry for Evil because it was so hard on him because he kept continuously live broadcasting for so long? F*ck, Slag man Yu is going to kill me! 】
[Yu Shen, since you have the time to live broadcast for others, why don’t you think about working on your own live broadcast hours? 】
[Yu Shen, Jie jie watched you grow up. So, tell Jie Jie. Is this really the first you’re dating someone? 】
[What kind of incomparable gentle slag man is this?! ah ah ah ah ah ah ah…]
[I want to say so many things but I’m scared that the mods would ban me T0T, ah ah ah ah ah…]
[Why do having to be that considerate!? *Kneeling*. 】
[Is the live broadcasting platform going crazy from happiness? They got a two for one deal. They signed one player but two players broadcast. 】
Yu Sui clicked to queue up for a game. The queueing time for medics was relatively short and a second after clicking, he was already in a match. Yu Sui entered the map and bought the basic equipment. After the countdown, Yu Sui continued to adjust the keyboard settings that were different from Shi Luo’s. At the same time, he was still able to interact a bit with the barrage.
“Does Shi Shen know? Of course, he does.”
“He’s not here. He’s downstairs.”
“I sent him a message just now, saying that I’ll broadcast for him for a while… he said okay.”
“Will I help him fill in his live broadcast quota in the future? That depends on Shi Shen… Whether he lets me play on his live broadcast account.”
Downstairs, Shi Luo was afraid that Auntie would see that his expression was unnatural, so he went over to the window with the cake. He ate the cake mechanically while watching the live broadcast on his mobile phone.
“Why am I helping him fill in his live broadcast quota…”
In the live broadcast, Yu Sui dealt damage to the opponent. There was a faint smile in his voice, “Why am I helping him fill in his live broadcast quota? This is a good question…I was happy to do so. What other reason could there be?”
“He wasn’t the one who asked me to do it.”
In the live broadcast interface, Yu Sui’s medic was easily cutting down his opponents. He then took another head.
“I just want to help fill up his quota. I just like your live broadcast room.”
“My own live broadcast room?…It’s continuing to grow grass.”