Tong Yao felt apprehensive to her first ever professional match. After taking
her morning shower, she now stood in front of the mirror watching herself in
the team uniform. It felt so unrealistic, as if she had been teleported here.Carrying her mouse and keyboard in her backpack, Tong Yao checked her
cell phone before getting out of the door. There were many messages from
friends and family wishing her good luck-- --[I've already made plans with my classmates to sit at the back row during
class so we can watch your match. Don't let me down. Ahhhhhhhhhh, sister,
whether your brother can boast about this for a whole year all depends on you.]This one was from Tong Yao's younger brother, who had never called her
sister before.[Are you on your way yet? I'll be sitting in the front row this afternoon. See
you in the afternoon.]That was from her best friend Jinyang.
[I've asked your brother to teach me how to watch a stream so I can see you
this afternoon, though I won't be able to understand what I'll be watching. Is
your uniform short sleeved? Today is kind of coolish in Shanghai and it's going
to rain later today, be sure to wear a jacket. Do good on this afternoon's game,you have to be worth the 800,000 salary they paid you.]
......That was her mom.
There were many other messages from her gaming friends and non gaming
friends. Those who also played games, would say things like "I knew this day
would come"; those who didn't play games all said something to the effect of
"Though I don't understand the game, I'll still be watching you"......So far,
everything on WeChat was quite normal stuff.However, on Weibo, the comments were quite different-- --
[To tell you the truth, I have the feeling that my wife is going to get married.]
[You're wrong. It's the feeling of marrying off a daughter.]
[..........................Looking forward to the daughter doing well in the in-law's family.
Slap those who say 'esports is a man's world'......I also have a sense of loss that
'my daughter is so cool, why am I giving her to you guys to beat her up'!][Right, right, right, right, right, it's exactly like the person said above. qaq. Ahhhh,
my daughter, come back and stream. Let's not do competitions. Those stinky men
aren't good enough for you!][Do your best at the match this afternoon!]
[Baby, I'll be waiting in the audience. Will it be alright if I propose to you when you
win the match?]Tong Yao: "......"
Tong Yao stuffed the phone into her pocket, put on a jacket, slung her backpack
on, and went downstairs.Almost everyone was there already. Little Fatty was putting on his shoes near the
doorway. He looked up to see Tong Yao coming over: "......What's the temperature
today? Why are you wearing a jacket?""My mom told me to wear it." Tong Yao put down her bag and knelt down to get her
shoes on. "She's going to watch the stream. If she sees that I don't have a jacket on,
she'll just bombard me......Hum, where's Cheng Ge?""He's sleeping on the car." Little Fatty rolled his eyeballs around. "Before he got on
the car, he said something frightening: make it a quick battle today."Tong Yao twitched the corner of her lips. When she got on the car, she saw the man
was sitting on the last row with eyes closed. It was pinkish in color both around his
eyes and on the tip of his nose-- --He was saying two days ago that his cold would
be gone by the day of the competition. Obviously, his wish hadn't come true......
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Falling into your smile
Romance[Yao Yao, if it's you, how would you go about dating a professional gamer?] Tong Yao thought for a moment, before earnestly responding - - If it was me, I wouldn't date a professional gamer. If I had that kind of patience, then I might as well use i...