The Whole World Thinks I’m a Woman Disguised as a Man [E-Sports] - Chapter 64.2

Even if he had seen Xue Lan win countless matches, as far as they were concerned, he was just a rookie with one foot barely stepping into the esports industry.

But this time was different.

Who didn’t know Srrr, the former Glory Team member who now kept the gradually declining team at its peak and maintained their position in the professional league?

Xue Lan stared at the attack prompt on the screen. It felt like a long time before he finally clicked. Soon after, the victory prompt popped up, and only then did he let out a relieved breath.

“Damn?!” Zhou Kanqing couldn’t believe his eyes. “So cool, Exist! I think that old man Chen Rong has been out of sorts for a long time, and now you slapped him in the face. Also, why’s he using the shield?”

Zhou Kanqing’s expression was happy. It was obvious that, if no problems arose with Chen Rong’s team, he would turn the mic on and flaunt off.

Xue Lan’s nerves had calmed after the battle ended but then became tense again. He waved his hand in a flurry of motion. “I was lucky.”

“How is this luck? Our team doesn’t have modesty in our vocabulary! You’re too thin-skinned…”

Zhou Kanqing had not finished his sentence when a distinct, unfamiliar voice rang in the voice channel, filling the room that was originally quiet —

“That was a brilliant game.”

Zhou Kanqing paused, then turned on his mic. Despite his usual rebellious nature, he couldn’t help but act a bit cautiously. “Chen Rong…”

Xue Lan perked up his ears.

Chen Rong continued, “The style of playing with shield as an assaulter is hard. Although it’s not a style one shouldn’t try, I’ve seen your videos using shield and it made me try using it in private.”

Xue Lan didn’t think he would be receiving Chen Rong’s praise at the moment. His calm face flushed red.

“Ey, Exist’s face became red because of you!” Zhou Kanqing tried to lighten up the atmosphere.

“…”

Xue Lan glared at him, though not with real anger. But Zhou Kanqing’s eyes met those behind Xie Lian’s, and his heart nearly stopped beating in his chest. He withdrew his gaze, badly shaken.

Xue Lan adjusted his headset and expressed his gratitude sincerely. “Thank you.”

“That knife handling was also brilliant.” Glory Team’s captain’s mic blinked. Captain Fang Yikun even couldn’t help but praise, “Wind, your new team members gave us all a surprise.”

“Right? A-Yan’s so good at finding a gem!” Zhou Kanqing said in joy as if the person who Fang Yikun and Chen Rong complimented was himself. But as the atmosphere relaxed and everyone broke into laughter, Zhou Kanqing furrowed his brows. His voice was low as he said, “Yikun, the Thunder Team…”

“It’s nothing to talk about,” Fang Yikun said easily. “We lost the practice match, and the time inevitably got dragged out. When Chen Rong was the only survivor, they cornered him and asked if he wanted to join them. To be honest, I knew they went to Chen Rong in private, but I turned a blind eye to it. But today, they really were too harsh.”

Hearing him say so, Zhou Kanqing’s brows finally relaxed a bit.

But following it was an even more gloom.

Although this matter did not disrupt the relationship between Fang Yikun, Qin Ran, and Chen Rong, they had been teammates for so long, but what about the new team member? If the Thunder Team didn’t leave any leeway, was it really nothing to dread about?

“The more arrogant they are, the more anxious they become. Who doesn’t know that they’re currently short of a core member? With the new season about to start, with them in their current disorganized state, I can take on two of them by myself!”

“Kanqing.” Wen Yan’s voice carried a disapproving tone.

Zhou Kanqing immediately shut his mouth, but Fang Yikun asked, “The new assaulter they took in isn’t bad. If I’m not mistaken, didn’t Wind praise him once?”

“A-Yan could never! You heard them put feathers in their own cap!” Zhou Kanqing, who had turned off his mic, couldn’t help saying so. “The assaulters in the training camp, besides our Lanlan, no other assaulters would catch me and A-Yan!”

Everyone couldn’t help but burst into laughter and hear him boast so relentlessly that it even lifted up the corners of Wen Yan’s lips.

“Tsk.” Duan Wenzheng couldn’t listen any longer. “How did I not hear you praise ‘our Lanlan’ before?”

“You…” Zhou Kanqing wanted to retaliate when suddenly, as if he remembered something, he grinned widely for a while on his own. “I’m not arguing with you.”

“…”

Duan Wenzheng suddenly felt Zhou Kanqing was a bit odd at present, but as to what was odd… he couldn’t tell.

After the two teams exchanged a few words, each of them left the group. Wen Yan also gestured for everyone to gather in the meeting room to review the recent training sessions.

Xue Lan set his headset upright and was about to follow Wen Yan and Zhou Kanqing when the hem of his shirt was suddenly grabbed.

He stopped in his steps, puzzled. Looked at the person still beside him.

But Duan Wenzheng stretched out his hand and stuffed an object into his palm.

Xue Lan did not lower his head to look. He could tell what it was from the feel in his hand.

It was a candy.

Duan Wenzheng had told him —

There would be candy if he won a match.

As if Duan Wenzheng did not want other people to see, after he smoothly gave the candy, he went to walk out of the training room.

Xue Lan raised his head. He looked at that back figure in the empty field of vision —

“Reset.”

Duan Wenzheng stopped in his tracks. He turned his head to settle his gaze on Xue Lan.

“If —”

Xue Lan unconsciously clenched his fists. He lowered his eyes, though it wasn’t clear whether it was out of expectancy or fear of the answer he would hear:

“If I keep winning… Can I always have a piece of candy?”