Glory [e-sports]

translator: xiin

editors: apricot & juurensha

Wei Xiao was very clear about who was in charge. He looked at Lu Feng with eager eyes.

Lu Feng: “……”

The staff members were afraid to lift their head. They only wished that he could stare holes into this contract!

What the hell was this?

These two…

The world of young people was too terrifying!

Lu Feng actually didn’t explain it. He only said to Wei Xiao, “This is a private agreement between us. It doesn’t have to be written into the contract.”

The staff members: F*ck!

Wei Xiao thought about it and realized it made sense. He then reminded Lu Feng, “You have to keep your word.”

Lu Feng: “Mm.”

Wei Xiao then told the staff who were sitting there, “Please help me act as a witness!”

The staff members: “………………”

Witness what? Who wants to act as a witness for your ‘accompany you for however long you want’?

After dealing with the big stone in his heart, Wei Xiao boldly signed his name on the signature page and printed his name.

So, after a two year detour, Wei Xiao finally joined FTW!

Wei Xiao was still attending college. He’d been admitted to the famous Normal University in China. Although it wasn’t as impressive as a certain someone who’d dropped out of Nanjing University, he was still a serious and talented student.

Lu Feng: “The matter of suspending school isn’t urgent. We’ll do it after the new year.”

Wei Xiao had been lively on the outside while living in seclusion on the inside for the past two years. He didn’t have friends at school and didn’t feel much regret, “’Kay.”

The two of them left the meeting room. Lu Feng asked, “Do you have any thoughts about your game ID?”

An ID had to be registered when one became a professional player. Glory had international events, and the competition committee had unified regulations. All player IDs were to be in English, making it convenient for communication between countries.

Wei Xiao’s former international server ID was Professor, which carried the meaning of ‘teacher’ in Chinese. On one hand, he’d been determined to become a teacher at a normal university and he’d used it to remind himself not to be completely immersed in the professional gaming arena. On the other hand, Professor sounded like ‘Call Beast’ in Chinese, and had more oomph than ‘teacher’.

In short, this ID didn’t mean ‘grandmaster’ at all. After all, the ‘grandmaster’ nickname was something created by the little cubs he’d bullied into crying, and it didn’t have anything to do with Wei Xiao.

It was even to the point where Wei Xiao hadn’t even read Jin Zhong’s works and didn’t know what the name One Lamp Grandmaster meant. It was Bai Cai who’d had to send him the Baidu Encyclopedia link.

Only then did Wei Xiao understand that the One Lamp Grandmaster was so deeply hidden. However, he also secretly felt that it matched his identity, so he happily acknowledged it.

Now…

Wei Xiao had an idea in mind, “Quiet!”

He might say that he didn’t plan to play professionally, but in fact, he’d been thinking of this ID for two years.

Lu Feng: “Quiet?”

Wei Xiao: “Yes!”

Quiet was indeed good, but it really didn’t suit Wei Xiao.

A trash talk king being called Quiet; it was full of irony and provocation no matter how one looked at it.

Wei Xiao explained to Lu Feng, “Your ID is Close, and mine is Quiet; one is seclusion, and the other is quiet. The implication is that the other side will be beat up until they’re unable to speak and directly go into seclusion!”

Lu Feng: “……”

Wei Xiao continued excitedly, “I thought of it about two years ago. I originally wanted to use Open as it would match with your name, but then, Open seemed a little too open. I went through the English dictionary for most of the night and then found that the word Quiet is pretty good!”

Lu Feng hesitated slightly, “They’re both good.”

Wei Xiao: “Hm?”

Lu Feng said softly, “Any name of yours is good.”

Wei Xiao was delighted, “Then, we’ll use Quiet?”

Lu Feng: “Mm.”

Wei Xiao felt deeply that his brain was really amazing. In the future, he and Lu Feng would become the Seclusion CP. Oh, that wasn’t very good. What if they were cursed to be autistic? The CP name wasn’t urgent, he could go and ask the expert Old Bai later and ask him for help…

When he thought of Bai Cai, Wei Xiao was still planning to settle accounts with him later!

“Where’s Old Bai? I didn’t see him after dinner just now.”

Lu Feng: “He should be in the training room at this hour.”

Wei Xiao: “I have something to discuss with him!”

That son of a bitch must have known that FTW’s new top-laner was him, but he actually continued hiding it and tried to whet his appetite!

Wei Xiao left in a blaze. Lu Feng stopped where he was and stared at his back for a while.

Wei Xiao’s words still echoed in his ears––I went through the English dictionary for most of the night and then found that the word Quiet is pretty good.

The image of a 17 year old youth who hadn’t gone to sleep at night, wasn’t playing games, and was flipping through the English dictionary instead popped into Lu Feng’s mind.

Two years ago, FTW had wanted Wei Xiao. Wei Xiao had also been eager to join FTW.

It was a pity that the affairs of the world were inconstant, and they’d missed that opportunity.

At the time, Lu Feng had barely been able to deal with his own affairs and had no time at all to go look for Wei Xiao after he left. If he’d gone to Wei Xiao’s home to check out the situation back then, would things have turned out differently?

Lu Feng’s eyes drooped down, and he suppressed these churning thoughts.

There was no need to feel regret over the past. What he should do was cherish the present and make sure the future would hold no regrets.

Two years ago, he hadn’t had the power to keep Wei Xiao. Now, two years later, he’d already set up the stage for him to fly.

Bai Cai was hiding from Wei Xiao.

He could figure out that the captain must have locked in Beast Wei even if he thought with his toes.

Thinking of how he’d spoken those words to stimulate Wei Xiao in order to cooperate with the captain, Bai Cai could feel that he was done for, thoroughly, completely done for!

In order to reduce a certain person’s anger, Bai Cai picked up the leash and went downstairs to take Soybean out for a walk.

He just so happened to be blocked at the door by Wei Xiao.

Bai Cai: “!”

As soon as Wei Xiao saw his doggy son, he immediately started, “Don’t think that I’ll let you off just because you’re using Soybean as a doggy shield!”

Bai Cai managed to keep silent for half a second before exploding, “F*ck your daddy. I’m kind enough to walk your dog, yet you’re here f*cking insulting me!”

Wei Xiao: “Would a damned nerd like you take the initiative to walk a dog? You just have an uneasy conscience!”

Bai Cai: “Laozi’s good intentions are being treated as malicious!”

Wei Xiao: “Your good intentions? You’re a damned black hearted ghost. Old Bai. Is it that you have a lot of friends and won’t miss not having me around? Must’ve felt pretty good to hide things from me!”

Bai Cai’s liver ached, “You were a fool on your own, and you were blindly eating vinegar and being petty and jealous. Laozi can laugh at you for a lifetime over that.”

Wei Xiao: “F*ck, Bai Cai, you’re finished!”

Ning Zhehan, who’d heard the commotion and come out of the training room, was left with his mouth open in shock.

Yue Wenle chomped on potato chips and said, “It’s been a year since I joined the team, but it’s the first time I’ve seen Brother Cai so energetic.”

Ning Zhehan had joined the team later, but as a member of the circle, he knew a lot about the various professional players.

For example, FTW’s support Bai Cai was famous as a Buddhist youth. He was always gentle and elegant and smiling no matter what. It was like he wished he could write the words ‘anything’s fine’, ‘okay’, ‘it doesn’t matter’ on his face.

But now…

Brother Cai didn’t look anything like a Buddhist. He was obviously a Taoist child, and the words he traded with Wei Xiao didn’t seem thoughtful at all!

Yue Wenle couldn’t help but be reminded of a certain commentator’s words––God Bai was missing a soul.

Now, it looked like their God Bai’s ‘soul’ had returned.

The two of them mutually sniped at each other for a long time, then Soybean finally broke free of the hold on his leash and ran off.

Wei Xiao & Bai Cai: “F*ck!”

They ran after the dog together.

After ending up with a whole body drenched in sweat, Bai Cai somehow managed to grab a hold of Soybean in the garden. Wei Xiao took in his weak chicken-like appearance and was too lazy to continue their verbal battle

Bai Cai’s personality in the fan circle was gentle and good-natured. As the Glory circle’s head ‘shou’, he’d deeply hidden his merit and fame as the Gossip Emperor, and his act was perfect.

Of course, this had something to do with the way he himself was particularly fond of staying at home and really didn’t like to exercise.

Wasn’t it a good thing pretending to be weak? Why should he tire himself out?

This was Brother Cai’s life wisdom.

Wei Xiao took over Soybean’s leash and gave Bai Cai a chance to catch his breath.

Bai Cai gasped for breath, then glanced at him, “Did you finally think things through clearly?”

Wei Xiao: “Mm.”

It had been two years, but Bai Cai had never asked, “What exactly…”

The two of them had ‘collaborated’ for so long and couldn’t be more clear about each other’s bad habits, but they had never talked about what happened two years ago.

Wei Xiao sighed and told him everything about what happened last night in detail.

Once it was out, the things that he’d once been unable to face and unable to touch, became much less daunting.

His parents, his grandma…

His own regret, guilt, self-blame, and loss.

It could all be spoken out loud.

Grandma hoped that he would be happy, and the Wei Xiao who’d given up the competition arena had no longer had any connection to happiness.

So, he was back!

Bai Cai was shocked and taken aback as he listened. He’d vaguely known that Wei Xiao and his parents were at odds, but he hadn’t expected it to be like this.

Wei Xiao shared these things because he felt that Bai Cai should know.

If there hadn’t been Bai Cai in these past two years, he didn’t know how he would’ve ended up.

Bai Cai was greedy for money, but as a starting player for the FTW team, how could he care about the small commission earned from the accompanying player business?

He’d done it just for Wei Xiao.

He couldn’t let go of this stupid, foolish captain who’d taken him to fight from north to south during their time in the training camp.

“Anyway, we’re in the same team again!” Wei Xiao thumped his fist against Bai Cai’s chest, very lightly.

Bai Cai felt that his heart was burning. He was unable to put on airs like Wei Xiao and said, “What the hell does that have to do with me!”

Wei Xiao laughed, “Oh, right. I’m not a jungler or a marksman now. There’s no way to take you flying.”

Bai Cai sneered, “Bullshit, even if you were a jungler, so what? Can you be as strong as Close? Even Close can’t fly.”

Wei Xiao: “Close can’t carry on his own, but it’s definitely possible once you add Quiet. Oh, my new ID is Quiet. Isn’t it great? By the way, you’d better hurry up and stay up late in order to help me think up a CP name and build up hype for it on your alt account!”

Bai Cai froze for half a second, “What CP name?”

Wei Xiao was very calm and frank, “Me and Close! It has to be powerful, more majestic than the Double Feng CP, and more interesting than your Marinated Vegetables (Lu x Cai) CP. I want to beat out a bloody path amongst the thousands of Close CPs!”

Bai Cai: “………………F*ck!”

Had the contract been signed? Captain, please reconsider this. Are we really going to let this shameless old beast into the team?!