60-61: What should I do about the cavities from my CP being ng every day?
Chapter 60
“I told you I didn’t disguise myself,” Shan Zhu rubbed Ling ng’s head, “Not everyone’s English is good, I’m not bla for this.”
“I wasn’t disguised either; if you had asked , I would have said it.”
“Liar! I clearly asked you!”
“When?”
“The first ti we played!”
Xiang Jiao thought back seriously, “Can’t rember.”
Ling ng: ….I knew it!
Ling ng grabbed Xiang Jiao’s book and pen, what should he write? Just signing his na seed too simple. Thinking about how today was Xiang Jiao’s birthday, Ling ng wrote “I wish Guava…” and then thought it was inappropriate.
“Then, which ID should I write now, Guava, Banana….”
“Whatever you want.”
So Ling ng went on writing:
“I wish Guava a happy 18th birthday. Congratulations on stepping into the adult world. —Lemon”
“Will this be too simple as a birthday gift?” Ling ng scratched his head, “Do you have any other birthday wishes?”
Xiang Jiao looked down at Ling ng’s birthday ssage with an expressionless face and closed the book; there was no way to tell if he was happy or sad. “May I say it?”
“Well, if it’s sothing I can do.”
Xiang Jiao once again thought slowly: “Less live pigeons in the future.”
“…I’ll work on it.”
“ngng is living in the dormitory, streaming is not convenient at all,” Shan Zhu suddenly cut in, “Wait until next sester when he moves in with , alright?”
Ling ng:???
When did I agree?
For the first ti, Xiang Jiao turned his attention to Shan Zhu: “Do you want to go pro?”
Shan Zhu: ……
Ling ng: …..
“Is that all you have to say to ?”
“If you beco a teammate, we can also discuss tactics.”
Shan Zhu smiled: “I’m sorry, I don’t want to.”
“What about being mascot?” Xiang Jiao asked Ling ng.
Ling ng: “Are you serious??”
Xiang Jiao nodded.
The mascot of the FRUIT team….Ling ng thought, he actually thinks it’s not bad!
Shan Zhu scuffed his hair even more ssily: “Really embarrassing, ah, ngng has to study and stream, I’m afraid he can’t promise this.”
Xiang Jiao’s eyes fell on the top of Ling ng’s rubbed head, gaze communicating that the hand was a little in the way.
He sighed out an “ah”: “You’re taking advantage of university.”
Ling ng couldn’t keep up with these two’s thought process, but thought that Xiang Jiao was regretting that he didn’t go to university.
“Guava wants to go to university? I’ve heard that so schools now have a major in e-sports, you can try!”
“Don’t want to. I don’t like studying.” Xiang Jiao refused very simply.
“Oh…..”
“Lemon Daddy!” A loud shout successfully drew everyone’s attention to his position.
“Lemon Daddy, I’m your powder!” He jumped up and down happily and then ran over, followed by several of FRUIT’s main players.
“I know, Pineapple-chan, I’ve been familiar with you for a long ti.” The Ling ng who had two fans of his own in the FRUIT team still didn’t believe it was real yet.
“Haha, our current evening entertainnt is to watch you live, even the coach watches with us. You can’t stand us up, ah, if you pigeon, the captain is going to grab us and vent out his anger.”
Ling ng: …..What is this feeling of losing face at such a high level?
“Are you waiting to watch our match? If you watch the match, perhaps the captain will throw his weight around, completely dominating over VEGETABLE.”
Ling ng and Shan Zhu had originally planned to stay to watch the ga. Before he could say yes, Bo Luo changed the subject: “Co to the barbecue to celebrate the captain’s birthday after the match, he’ll be very happy if you co!”
Ling ng: o_o
“…..where can you see happiness?”
Bo Luo also looked at Xiang Jiao.
“Isn’t this very happy!”
Chapter 61
Ling ng and Shan Zhu appearing in the audience’s VIP area triggered a small wave of commotion in the back row.
Ling ng waved his hand at the back row and the support group waved the Lemon Daddy light boards with great excitent, regretting that they didn’t buy seats in the front.
Photos of the two people sitting next to each other were posted on Weibo along with the competition tag, and every now and then, the two people were caught whispering or laughing and the MangNing Group shouted for insulin.
— What should I do about the cavities from my CP being ng every day?
The odds for the FRUIT and VEGETABLE match on the official quiz were at 1.35:2.15. It was clear everyone had more confidence in the defending champions.
The quiz entry was free to receive. Ling ng put it all into FRUIT, Shan Zhu threw a portion of both and the majority went to VEGETABLE.
“What did I just see, are you Vegetable powder?” Ling ng was surprised.
“I also think they don’t have a chance to win, but I have to give familial love support.” Shan Zhu replied, not despising VEGETABLE, who in the pro league was not a weak team, but acknowledging that FRUIT had always been VEGETABLE’s nesis – the past record of the matches of the two teams was 3:0.
Ling ng had only heard of friendship support: “What is familial love support? Do you have a relative on the Vegetable team?”
As he was asking, the main players of VEGETABLE entered in succession. The tall boy walking at the front of the line resembled Shan Zhu to so degree.
Ling ng was also too familiar with Shan Zhu, his thoughts pointing to the front of the team: “Ah, it’s not him, is it?”
Shan Zhu nodded: “VEGETABLE’s YAM. The real na is Shan Yao, my younger cousin (tangdi). He isn’t a local, he just stayed at my house for a ti when he first entered the training camp. The reason I insist on not going pro is because I’ve seen him train too hard.”
Ling ng focused on the wrong part as always: “Isn’t it because of your hand?”
“…..My hand is certainly one of the reasons.”
Ling ng looked at him in awe: “I can’t believe you have a pro relative. Guava always wants to dig you out to go pro. It seems that your family’s talent for gaming is very good.”
Unexpectedly, Shan Zhu furrowed his brow: “It’s not necessarily a good thing. My little brother (didi) is under Xiao Yao’s influence and is always wanting to enter the pro circle.”
“You have a brother also? How many people are there in your family?”
“Are you in a hurry to check the genealogy before you marry in?”
Ling ng’s face shuttered: “Brake.”
“Is this racing too? I haven’t stepped on the gas yet.” Shan Zhu felt wronged.
“Is it not good to enter the pro circle?”
“It’s not bad, so to speak. My little brother is just too young. He hasn’t finished junior high, to decide now would be too hasty.”
“So young?” Ling ng was startled, he thought that since Shan Zhu was about to graduate, Shan-didi would at least be old enough to go to college.
“I’m eight years older than him, the generation gap is so big that it’s hard to communicate.” Shan Zhu shook his head in rare distress, “He has a good relationship with Xiao Yao.”
On one side is his own fan, on the other side is Shan Zhu’s cousin; Ling ng’s position had beco complicated. The two sides began, FRUIT as the Empire, VEGETABLE as the Federation. The big screen showed the players solemn and serious expressions, completely unlike the cheeriness they had shown against them that morning.
Ling ng clung to his phone since the start.
@Lemon: The league opening match, FRUIT VS VEGETABLE. [Live Photo.jpg]
— @FanA: Wasn’t the league opener FRUIT vs you?
— @FanB: Who do you like best, ngng?
— @FanC: Which side does Lemon Daddy think has a higher chance of winning?
Ling ng only picked out those who referred to Lemon Daddy to reply back to, deliberately ignoring those calling him ngng.
—- @Lemon: FRUIT has a higher chance, but perhaps VEGETABLE has developed a new tactic for FRUIT, it’s hard to say.
— @FanD: My Xiang God is undefeated. [Xiang Jiao Photo.jpg]
—- @Lemon: Banana is really good.
—- @FanE: Did you co to that conclusion because he let out the water for you this morning?
—- @Lemon: Winning by getting water let out, is it not good?
—- @FanE: Aweso, aweso. [Daddy Is Afraid of You.gif]
— @FanF: In terms of face value, my VEGE captain doesn’t lose either. [Shan Yao photo.jpg]
—- @Lemon: Ah, ah, really a little handso.
—- @FanG: ngng, be reserved, you are Mang God’s man!
Ling ng was speechless, I just said that for Shan Zhu’s sake. After all, it’s a person related to my household’s Mang God, how could he be ugly?
Shan Zhu also brushed Weibo beside him.
—- @Mangosteen: My ngng is right.
Ling ng: …..
Praising yourself covertly, shaless!
—- @FanH: He praises other n for being handso and you stand up for him. Where is the dignity of being a man?
—- @Lemon: Face value has nothing to do with playing pro, otherwise @Mangosteen would have won the league championship!
—- @FanI: Your good friend strength of Mang Blowing has appeared.
—- @Lemon: I didn’t blow! I’m analyzing the facts objectively!
Shan Zhu saw Ling ng blowing himself triumphantly and couldn’t help but reach out and pinch his face. The ga had not yet entered the white-hot tension stage, so the idle producer had the cara cut to the VIP area. Due to the cara angle, it looked like Mang God was touching Lemon Dad’s face.
Ling ng looked up in the midst of the clamor and his silly expression was caught by the caraman.
The live comntator quipped: “Certain unscrupulous viewers who don’t believe in evil deeds are trying to provoke the anger of a million Galaxy single dogs.”
Ling ng realized the comntary was about himself and hurried to straighten up his body that was almost leaning on the shoulder of Shan Zhu, opening the gap between them as a cover-up.
“There are so many caras on the scene, you pay attention!” Ling ng whispered to him as a warning.
Shan Zhu quietly stretched out his hand, hooking Ling ng’s little finger, and then wrapped his whole hand in his palm. Ling ng’s first reaction was to shake him off, but he realized the cara’s lowest angle was only at chest-level. No one could see Shan Zhu’s private display, so he motionlessly let him hold it, feeling a sort of provocative braveness from carrying on a love affair in public.
Even though the comntator thought there was a hidden smile on Lemon Dad’s face, he couldn’t dig deeply to figure it out, so he could only poke fun with a few words and put the attention back on the ga.
FRUIT showed their true capability. Their coach was a middle-aged man who looked good, standing behind Xiang Jiao and Ying Tao, giving instructions from ti to ti. On the contrary, VEGETABLE’s coach held a folder and kept pacing around behind the players.
Ling ng at first could also chat with the water friends on Weibo on the side, but as the ga beca more and more exciting, he had no ti to look at his phone, staring at the live screens.
“Your cousin is actually very good.” Whether it was his hand speed, reaction ti, or technique, it could be ranked at the top of the national listings.
“He entered the national training camp was he was 19 and soon after rose from the position of substitute to one of the main team. After the team restructured, he beca the captain.”
“It’s a pity he ran into Guava.” Ling ng felt genuinely sorry for him, not just because he was Shan Zhu’s cousin. Xiang Jiao was a genius born for e-sports and Ling ng couldn’t find any of his weak points. He didn’t know if it was because of the reason Pineapple-chan said, but Xiang Jiao seed to be playing better than usual. Ling ng felt like VEGETABLE was playing against a plug-in. Every ti the cara showed a close up of Xiang Jiao’s left hand, there was an uproar in the crowd.
“If I were single for 30 years, I couldn’t practice enough to get this kind of hand speed,” Ling ng sighed.
“I’m afraid you won’t have a chance to practice.”
Ling ng squinted at him: “Are the brake pads broken again?”
“And the handbrake.”
VEGETABLE was destroyed by FRUIT, which was rare in the pro league, and Ling ng felt that the entire ntality of the V team had collapsed.
Successive loses of bases led up to the VEGETABLE collapse, and before the space station fell, Captain Yam threw out a GG. In addition to FRUIT’s captain, the other four people got up to clap in celebration. The close-up lingered for a long ti on the MVP Xiang Jiao and the comntator excitedly talked about his performance today, that he “proved to the audience that there was further room for the invincible Banana to grow.”
On the VEGETABLE side, the whole team was drooping. The gloomy atmosphere was dismal. Captain Shan Tao buried his head in his arms and Ling ng could feel his sadness across the thick glass. As a result of Shan Zhu’s relationship, Ling ng felt sympathy for him.
Both sides of the match, whether happy or sad, lined up for the handshake line to say goodbye.
Shan Zhu got up and patted Ling ng on the shoulder: “I’ll go see him.”
“Okay.”
Ling ng stayed on the scene to continue watching Li Zhi’s interview. Originally for him, Guava winning was a happy thing, but having his mind linger on Shan Yao’s depressed face diluted that happiness a lot.
Only when Bo Lao found him to go to the barbecue did Ling ng realize Shan Zhu had not returned for a long ti.
“I’ll find him, wait for .”
Ling ng used his guest card to access the VEGETABLE backstage lounge. The lounge was empty of everyone except the two Shan brothers.
Shan Yao sat with his back to him, reaching out and holding Shan Zhu’s waist, head buried very low. He was very big, but at the mont seed particularly helpless. Shan Zhu put his hand on his back and comforted him as gently as one of their elders would.
Seeing such a Shan Yao made Ling ng feel indescribably sad. Maybe because he and Shan Zhu had a blood relationship, but also maybe because he and Shan Zhu grew up to look resemble each other – this made Ling ng see him as a surrogate. He subconsciously took a step back and Shan Zhu saw Ling ng outside the door and gave him a look as a signal.
Ling ng waited outside the door for a while until Shan Zhu ca out.
“How is he?”
Shan Zhu shook his head: “He’s in a bad place ntally and says he wants to retire.”
Ling ng didn’t expect a re match would strike Shan Yao so strongly.
“After all, it was the fourth ti he lost to FRUIT. I can understand him and the feeling of hopelessness.”
“Why don’t you stay with him?”
“No, he needs quiet and solitude.”
Shan Zhu looked fine but Ling ng was a little sullen. Walking to the corner of the stairs where there was no one around, Ling ng suddenly hugged Shan Zhu from behind, as if he was the one who needed comfort.
“What’s wrong with you?” Shan Zhu asked, puzzled.
“Luckily you don’t play pro,” Ling ng answered, sowhat depressed. “If you won, if you lost, I couldn’t bear to see you like him.”
Shan Zhu was amused. He also thought, when he won a match, Ling ng was so excited that he kissed the monitor; if the person who lost today was him, Ling ng also might burst into tears in the arena.
Such an adorable Ling ng made Shan Zhu love him so much he couldn’t bear to part with him. He looked around and saw no one, then turned to press Ling ng to the wall and kiss him gently, until the air in his lungs was gone.
“In order to not let you down, I’ll work hard,” Shan Zhu whispered in his ear. “If you want to practice your hand speed, I can borrow your hand brake too.”
Ling ng smiled for a mont and punched Shan Zhu who was hugging him, “I told you you’re racing, you’re racing.”
“Lemon…..” Xiang Jiao’s crisp voice ca from the stairwell, scaring Ling ng so that he nearly blew a tire.
“Gua-Guava, when did you get here?”
Xiang Jiao’s gaze ran over the ambiguous posture of the two and he only said slowly, “Barbecue, let’s go?”
Ling ng shot a miserable glare at Shan Zhu, “Leave.”
“Let’s go, everyone’s waiting for you.”
“I’m sorry,” Ling ng naturally pulled Shan Zhu to follow Xiang Jiao. Xiang Jiao took two steps and suddenly turned back.
“What’s your relationship with VG’s Yam?”
Shan Zhu froze for a mont. He didn’t know how he found out, but he also didn’t want to hide it.
“He’s my cousin.”
“Is that why you won’t join FRUIT?”
“….It has nothing to do with that.”
Xiang Jiao nodded seriously, “That’s fine.”
Ling ng faintly sensed a feeling that Shan Zhu being bullied by the tyrant captain: you can’t join my team, so you also can’t join other people’s teams.
“You can rest assured that I won’t join FRUIT and won’t join VEGE. I have signed a contact with the platform and after graduation, will be a full-ti ga anchor.” Shan Zhu was probably also helpless after being asked again by Xiang Jiao, explaining so much in one breath.
“After you graduate?” Xiang Jiao’s focus was not quite right either.
“Yes.”
Xiang Jiao looked thoughtfully at Ling ng: “Oh…..”
Ling ng:???
Who am I? What role am I playing in the middle of this digging battle?
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Footnotes:
1. completely dominating over (吊打): literally to hang up and beat soone, internet slang for completely dominating over an opponent
2. support group (应援): internet slang loan term from Japan/Korea, aning those who support and help their idol
3. quiz (競猜): quiz competition with prizes
4. dig soone out: to poach/headhunt soone
5. marry in (进门): to join your husband’s household after marriage, literally enter through the door
6. face value (颜值): slang for soone’s facial appearance/level of attractiveness, rated as a score
7.good friend strength (好友实力): a play on the term boyfriend strength (男友力), aning ability to be an ideal boyfriend
8. about to appear (上线): literally, to go online; internet slang for a character that will show up in the next shot (like ‘highlights ahead’)
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Shan Yao (单耀) – Yam (山药)
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