Smiles appeared on the CK players after they evened the scores with ZGDX. They had all heard before the match that there was more big news. After the match, they swarmed into the rest area to check on their cell phones-- --
When Jian Yang stepped into the rest area, he heard the team's top, Come Good Luck, stare at his own phone shouting, "Damn you! ! ! ! ! What's this ZGDX Smiling mean! Damn you! ! ! ! They really found a girl to play professionally? ! ! !"
Jian Yang came to a halt before quickly walking over to take a look. He grabbed the phone from Come Good Luck and saw the Weibo page. His face suddenly turned pale-- --
Come Good Luck, "What?"
Jian Yang, "It's her."
Come Good Luck, "?"
Jian Yang, "The one who came to collect a debt."
Come Good Luck, "Damn it!"
Come Good Luck, "Your ex-girlfriend? ! Smiling? ! That number one Leblanc on the Chinese server? ! I'm warning you! I'll give you one more chance to explain? !"
All the players and staff in the rest area turned to look at Jian Yang. Jian Yang threw the phone back to Come Good Luck and spoke in a deep voice, "I'm the one who taught her how to play League of Legends, during the summer before I started playing professionally. She started out by playing mid..."
Come Good Luck, "You taught her?"
Jian Yang, "Yeah, she plays mi, it was easier for me as a jungler to help her."
Come Good Luck, "A mid and jungler alliance?"
Jiang Yang, "En…...When I started playing professionally, she was a highschool senior. We had a fight over some trivial stuff and broke up. She had gone abroad after the college entrance exams."
Everyone on the CK team remained silent.
The manager of the team spoke up, "...be optimistic."
Jiang Yang, "..."
"...really." CK's ADC, Butterfly, stuck out his thumb at Jian Yang, "You trained a spy since she was young and broke up with her after she turned into the number one Leblanc to raise her hatred towards you. And then have her join our arch enemy."
The support, Old Wang, crossed his legs and gleefully followed Butterfly, "Ah, Yang god, tsk tsk, you're really something."
Come Good Luck patted his lap, "What did we do to you, ah, Yang god..."
"With this kind of official announcement, she must have already signed the contract with them. I figure there's no way to turn it around." The manager came over to pat Jian Yang's shoulder. "Don't mull over it now. Play good for the rest of the matches…...Really, be optimistic."
Jian Yang, "..."
Jian Yang simply couldn't be optimistic.
Tong Yao signing on with ZGDX had great significance to him-- --The ominous feeling that he had helped create a formidable opponent for his team lingered on…...As a result, in the third rounds, fans of CK found their great Yang God had gone back to the same lousy performance from the first round-- --
It was like he was 'either dead or on the way to being dead.'
The third round ended up like a fixed game with CK brutally defeated by ZGDX-- --
After the round finished, no one dared to ask Jian Yang what was going on with him. The first words that came out his mouth after the game were a string of apologies to his teammates. Then he asked to borrow Come Good Luck's cell phone.
Come Good Luck, "What for?"
Jian Yang, "I'm calling her."
Come Good Luck asked as he passed the phone, "Where's your cell phone? Out of battery?"
Jian Yang tightened his lips. "She blocked me."
He could feel sympathetic looks from all around. Come Good Luck handed over his phone and cautioned, "Settle the matter nicely. Be calm-- --If we lose the next round, we'll be heading home. This year's MSI (*The Mid-Season Invitational competition. An important international competition where all the Spring champions from various regions participate in.) is in Shanghai, I don't want to miss it."
Jian Yang took the phone and started to walk out while mumbling, "I know."...
He didn't want to talk in the rest area in front of everyone. He went into the restroom specifically reserved for the players. The restroom was empty except for the last stall, which had its door closed. Jian Yang thought the stall must be out of order and didn't pay much attention to it. He closed the restroom door and dialed the number he had memorized so well-- --
The phone picked up after two rings.
Jian Yang said hello twice, the other side didn't hang up after hearing his voice but she didn't speak either. Jian Yang could hear from the phone the noise surrounding her. The two commentators were apparently still talking about the last match...
Jian Yang felt even more terrible all of a sudden.
"Hello? Tong Yao? I saw the ZGDX official announcement on Weibo. Why are you coming here to play professionally? Even join ZGDX? Weren't you against playing professionally and now you end up coming here..."
Jian Yang waited till the noise on the phone quieted down. Tong Yao probably had come out of the arena to talk…...when she seemed to have found a good place, she spoke. Jian Yang paused a little and irritatedly circled around the inside of the restroom-- --
"I'm not interfering with your business. How dare I? I'm just wondering why you didn't tell me that you wanted to play professionally-- --What for? Wouldn't it be better if you had come to my team rather than ZGDX? Yeah, yeah, yeah, we do have a good mid now and you don't want to be here just staring at the drinking fountain or sitting on the cold bench. But, I'm here-- --What! Tong Yao, you say that again! What do you mean, who am I? !"
Jian Yang raised his voice, he was so irritated that he wanted to spit blood-- --
"I taught you all your game knowledge! The game in your computer was downloaded by me! I had to learn about you turning pro through Weibo, dammit!........You better talk nicely. What do you mean you told me before you posted on Weibo, that was only a difference of a few damn seconds? ! Damn, Tong Yao, aren't you afraid that I could die from anger? !"
After Jian Yang finished shouting, the other side remained silent. Then he could clearly hear Tong Yao speak calmly, "Is this why you were giving away kills throughout the whole game?"
"Wasn't that a good thing?"
To refrain his urge of throwing away the phone, he turned on speaker on the phone and set it down on the counter. His supported himself with both hands on the counter and looked at himself in the mirror, curling his lips up cynically-- --
"To give your future team a Spring championship."
The other end was silent again.
"This is Ming god's retirement game. Don't you play with your lousy maneuvering to drag the game down. He's your xianbei after all, be more respectful."
A cold female voice could be heard in the quiet restroom-- --
"What championship, who wants it from you. We're capable of getting it ourselves."
JianYang, "..."
We.
We? !
He gazed at the phone on the counter, his eyeballs almost popping out. He kept hearing the word, "we" "we" "we"-- --
To the hell with we! ! ! ! !
Do you even know any of them? ! ! ! !
Do you know them that well??????!
He opened his mouth but no sound came out. He was afraid that he would speak his own thoughts and the string of curses in his mind. He heard the other side speak without much emotion, "I'm hanging up now if there's nothing else. It doesn't concern you that I'm playing pro now. Isn't it baffling that the news would make you this excited? Just focus on your game."
Jian Yang didn't reply.
Then the other side hung up without hesitation.
Aside from the beeping sound from the phone, Jian Yang seethed silently, wanting to roll around on the floor. He started kicking the wall in the restroom to let out some steam-- --
"Damn, damn, damn!"
At this moment, he heard the door to the last stall unlock!
Jian Yang freezed. He stiffly turned to look and was considering whether it would be better to murder the person whoever came out of that stall. Soon, he saw a tall figure coming out of the stall at a leisurely pace-- --
The young man lowered his eyes with a laid-back attitude. He wore uniform with a red and black "ZGDX" logo on it…...There was a burnt up cigarette in between his fingers as he walked out. He threw the butt into the toilet of another stall on his way out. He came to the sink to wash his hands.
A faint tobacco smell lingered on.
Jian Yang, "..."
The man pumped out some liquid soap and carefully lathered it over his long and slender figures. Then he put his hands under the faucet...
Amid the sound of running water, Jian Yang, "......Cheng Ge?"
Lu Sicheng raised his eyelids a bit as if he just noticed that there was someone else in the restroom. He turned sideway a little bit, "En?"
Jian Yang, "...........you were here all this time."
"En." Lu Sicheng responded. "I snuck out to smoke. Otherwise, Xiaorui will nag me again."
ZGDX forbad its player to smoke. Each violation would cost a thousand RMB. A habitual violator such as Lu Sicheng received special treatment, each time costed him three thousand.
Jian Yang, ".............oh."
Now it was no longer a question whether he should kill this person, rather he felt it would be easier if he just drowned himself in the toilet.
Lu Sicheng wiped his hands dry, then, amid Jian Yang's gaze, raised his hands to smell them. He put them down only after he was satisfied that the smell of cigarettes was gone …...Only then, as if he just remembered something, casually asked, "You and our new mid know each other?"
"..."
Here it goes.
Jian Yang stiffened up, looking at the man in the mirror, and slowly nodded, "You heard it all?"
"The speaker was so loud. I couldn't avoid hearing it." Lu Sicheng curled up his lips.
"..." Jian Yang twitched his mouth with difficulty. "So embarrassing. What did you hear?"
Lu Sicheng was silent as if he was seriously trying to recall. Then he slowly said, "Something like your lousy maneuvering made Ming god looked bad."
"..."
"Quite interesting."
"Uhm?'
"Her."
"..."
He turned to leave right after he finished saying that.
Jian Yang was left standing there dumbfounded-- --
Looking at the back of the tall Lu Sicheng, he suddenly had, out of nowhere, a never before sense of foreboding.