Brother Ye Xian often calls, but still, Brother? Is that okay?
Why does it sound so awkward?
Forget it, a man’s got to accept his loss after a gamble, and Brother Shen had already made a concession.
Ye Xian cleared her throat and called out into the mic a couple of times, "Good brother, good brother, are you satisfied now?"
The boy’s clear, pure voice carried a hint of childlike immaturity, with the tail ends of each phrase lilting upwards enticingly, alongside the slow-moving game background music. Whoever was holding the phone felt as if they had been electrified, their entire body stiffening.
"Brother Shen? Brother Shen?"
Ye Xian called out twice, but no one responded.
She left a message and then logged off as well.
Bo Tingshen picked up the remote and lowered the temperature by another two degrees.
Several minutes later, he saved the two phrases he had just recorded under ’Frequently Used Files’.
On the game interface, the person had already left, leaving only one line: Brother Shen, don’t forget to get your shot~
The man’s fingertips gently caressed that line of text, and his eyes deepened in color.
Little wildcat, if only you could be as obedient offline as you are online.
After special training, Ye Xian had improved significantly, both in awareness and mentality, which greatly enhanced her synergy with the YFD team, allowing her to better look out for her teammates.
In the following days, the team performed swimmingly in the competition. The five players worked together as if they were seasoned comrades, achieving tacit understanding and efficiency.
Wen Lan: "No way, Ye Xian. We’ve been coaching you for so long and you haven’t changed at all, but... no, Brother Shen coaches you for an afternoon and you soar?"
Ye Xian: "Because what you guys say is all nonsense, Brother Shen gave me an ’elixir’!"
"Elixir?" Da Bai leered, "What kind of elixir? How many pills? It works that fast?"
Chen Du: "I don’t know about its effectiveness, but your laugh is pretty cheap."
"Captain, you’re actually dissing me for Ye Xian! Are you about to become one of Ye’s Fans too?"
"Stop arguing, the big tournament is the day after tomorrow, is everyone ready?"
Wen Lan: "Nerves always tight, body always ready!"
Da Bai: "We’ve stayed up for the better part of a year, just for the match the day after tomorrow, how could we not be prepared?"
Li Mingshuo: "These past few days, I’ve been dreaming of playing King Pro League (KPL), do you understand how it feels to wake up to nothing?"
Chen Du: "That’s good then, defeating RSG has always been my dream and I will give it my all. Ye Xian, how about you?"
Ye Xian stretched and yawned lazily, "Just a small competition, look at you all getting nervous."
All five of them scorned her.
"You’re not professional, how can you understand the significance of KPL to us? It’s like the college entrance exam."
"In my bones, I’m burning with passion for gaming!"
Ye Xian didn’t really understand, but seeing them so spirited when talking about gaming, she guessed it must be similar to how she felt about her acting career.
"So, are we still playing today?"
Chen Du: "Let’s not play anymore, the competition is soon, it’s more important to maintain our condition. Oh right, Ye Xian, there’s something we need to discuss with you."
"Every year at the KPL finals, both teams have support videos or songs to cheer them on. We’ve been too lazy to do this before, but we’re taking it seriously this time and plan to make one."
"How are you planning to do that?"
Da Bai: "We’re planning to play an animation of the Five Divine Beasts of King with voice overs before the game, the five of us will do the voice acting ourselves. It’s just one line per person, as long as it’s got a bit of meaning, it doesn’t have to be perfect."