It was two oclock in the morning when they arrived at the prearranged hotel in C City. Considering that they had to get up at eight o'clock the next morning to get ready for the event, Tong Yao simply washed up and went right to bedShe could swear that she had only closed her eyes for a short mont before the alarm woke her up.
Irritated, Tong Yao got up to take shower, blow dry her hair, and change into a clean uniform before heading downstairs. She had just taken a sip of the juice at the breakfast table when the organizer began to hurry them so they could get their makeup done...The other mbers were still half asleep from waking so early. Only Tong Yao, who was accustod to waking early and couldnt function without breakfast, was getting angry at how they were being treated-- --
Didnt you say we only needed to et at nine thirty to get our makeup? Its only eight thirty.
The organizer said that since youre all here, we might as well to get there early so we wont run into traffic.
......So early. What exactly is the event for?
Were only responsible for transporting you guys. As for the itinerary, youll have to ask the person in charge after you get there!
......
What kind of organizer would plan a surprise for the team after they got there?
-- --This was Tong Yaos first wave of anger. Her anger was at about 25%.
They got on the bus and arrived at the ani convention. Xiao Rui managed to get a bottle of yogurt for Tong Yao while they were in the make up room. Tong Yao surveyed her surroundings as she drank her yogurt-- --She noticed that there were many people coming in with staff badges asking pictures. Xiao Rui stopped them, then they turned around to ask for autographs. So of them only asked Lu Sicheng, Old K, or Ming god to sign their autograph books. But so of the others seed to have the attitude: since Im here, dont miss anyone of them and they would ask for an autograph from each one of the players in the room
Lu Sicheng, though aloof, was quite patient, not refusing any request for an autograph. Tong Yao, on the other hand, had been irritated since shed got off the bed and compounded with her low blood-sugar, no one looked agreeable to her...She counted in silence in her mind until the thirteenth person reached her with an autograph book. She thought to herself that thirteen was a good number and then her first explosion occurred-- --
She pushed back the book into the persons hand: Im not signing anymore. Im doing makeup right now. How many tis do I have to be interrupted? Rui Ge, cant you stop them.
She deliberately raised her voice so everyone could hear her in the room.
Xiao Rui, with an expression as if to say now youre talking, chid in: Ah, ah? Oh, oh, I got it. Ill go tell them now.
The person asking for Tong Yaos autograph was a girl about the sa age as her. She was wearing the cheongsam style uniform of the showgirls, probably a college student doing a side job. She had co in several tis before to ask for autographs, obviously doing it for other people...Now she had been refused by Tong Yao. Though she was embarrassed, she didnt say anything before leaving with the book.
Good job. Tong Yaos makeup artist rolled her eyes. How many tis I have been interrupted this morning. It took four tis to finish drawing the eye lines-- --These people like to brag to their friends that they can go backstage to see so and so and ask their friends whether they would like autographs, then they barge in here! I tell you Ive seen enough of them. They probably dont even know who you are exactly, other than the fact that youre a famous ga player.
Tong Yao: Oh. She didnt carry the conversation further but lifted her face up for the makeup artist to continue her work.
-- --That was the second wave of anger. Now her anger level was about 50%.
After they were finished with makeup, Tong Yao sat on the couch eating crackers. She saw the girl who shed turn away sneak back several tis. Everyti, she would bypass her and go directly to Lu Sicheng and the others...Tong Yao rolled her eyes and thought: go ahead, you guys just kept pretending to be gentlen. She grabbed her cell phone to look at Weibo-- --
She noticed soone had @ her and opened it. It was probably a fan who had @ her at a certain Weibo post. The content of the post was as follows-- --
[Kitten ow: Im working at the show table for xx Tech today. I heard that a famous esports team sponsored by a telecom company is here. Many of my friends are fans of them. I figure Id try to do everyone a favor. Fortunately, these people seem quite nice, no one refused to sign for -- --Except, the only female mber of their team is rather arrogant, like shes so special. She wouldnt give an autograph when shes doing her makeup...It doesnt matter, looks like she isnt famous anyway. Xixi, so arrogant, she doesnt seem to deserve her fa?]
Under the post there were many comnts: A girl playing on a professional team? Shes probably just a staff mber. Tsk, tsk, making a fuss about nothing! Hahaha, I think I know who youre talking about. To tell the truth, she pisses off. Whats there for her to be cocky about!......
Tong Yao: ......
Now she was very angry.
She mumbled so curses and threw her cell phone onto the couch
-- --That was the third wave of anger. Now she was 75% of the way to her limit.
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