FOG [e-sport]

Chapter 74

In the car going from Saint’s stadium back to their home base, the four players were resting. For a while, no one said anything. Old Qiao was looking through his mobile phone. From time to time, the ‘kacha’ sound of him taking screenshots could be heard. After almost half an hour, Old Qiao put down his mobile phone and rubbed his eyes. He asked, “Can we start?”

Yu Sui opened his eyes and frowned slightly.

Zhou Huo had just finished posting an apology to the fans on Free’s official blog. He asked, dazed, “Start what?”

“Oh, you don’t know.” Old Qiao said slowly, “An old FS custom. A necessary part after losing a game, the blame meeting.”

“What blame?” Zhou Huo had received a lot of dazzling comments as soon as he posted on Weibo. He was already filled with anger to begin with and despite always being sly and slick, after a few hours of enduring the sprayers, he couldn’t quite stop himself from tensing up when he heard this. He tried to relax his tone, “Although I’m not very good at playing this game, I do know how to watch it. If I still don’t get it, I can listen to the commentaries. It’s not some grave sin to lose a regular season game given that kind of situation, right? So what’s with this? So now, we’re not allowed to lose?”

Zhuo Huo was usually in charge of the team’s official Weibo. Since the first game, when Free was somewhat at a disadvantage, the sprayers had already been sending him private messages. Some of the things they sent were simply too vile to read. The brainless sprayers didn’t take into account that Saint had been hiding a strategy targeted specifically for Free and that the players were humans, not machines. In short, if you lose, you will be sprayed.

The thing the league lacked least were brainless sprayers. Free finally lost a game. For those who already found Free displeasing to look at or for those who were haters of the individual players, they had finally hit jackpot. They were faster to comment on the team’s official blog than the team’s fans.

While Zhou Huo thought that it was fortunate that he was the one in charge of the official blog, he still couldn’t help feeling angry. At this moment, when he heard Old Qiao’s “blame meeting”, the anger he’d been holding back for so long time finally couldn’t be controlled. He added, “If there are matches, there will be losers. Who was it that stipulated that our team couldn’t lose?! We just lost a game. Does that render our previous winning streak null? How is that possible? This is just a regular season game! I don’t understand. Why is it that they don’t make this much of a fuss when other teams lose but when our team loses, it’s like some unpardonable sin? Does our team take more league money than other teams or something?! Do we owe anyone something? Our players are awesome. Is wrong for our team to perform well? Is such a team not allowed to lose anymore?!”

After Zhou Huo finished speaking, it was so silent in the car, you could hear a pin drop.

Zhou Huo was usually someone who talked human to humans and talked ghosts to ghosts. This was the first time he was so emotional and everyone in the car was stunned.

“Uh…” Old Qiao looked at Zhou Huo carefully and hesitated, “Mr. Zhou, we weren’t very familiar with each other before, and I don’t know your work background well. Are you…”

Old Qiao asked more carefully, “Forgive me for being presumptuous, but is this your first time running a super top tier first league team?”

Zhou Huo: “…”

Zhou Huo aggrieved, “I used to be the deputy manager for NSN and there are no teams more well-known than NSN.”

Zhou Huo admitted but was not reconciled. “I have a general understanding of games and my expertise is in team operations. I admit that I haven’t had the chance to manage matters regarding to the matches.”