âYe Ge! Your Nine-Tailed Demon Fox is truly too amazing! IâI donât think Iâll be able to catch up even if I spend my whole lifeâŚâŚâ Saying this, Amm is suddenly choked up. He bursts into tears, covering his eyes, âUwaaahhââ3
The 17-year-old who led DJss up against PG is crying like a 7-year-old after losing to them.
Ye Hong stares at him dazedly and after affirming heâs not about to punch anyone, the edges of his lips tug up into a helpless smile. He walks around Qin Fei to raise a hand to put on the top of his head: âSure ah. Iâll give you however many autographs you like.â1
âUwahâYe Ge, youâre too nice to me!â Amm wants nothing more than to bury himself into Ye Hongâs chest right this instance, âI-I want an autograph to me! My nameâs Ai Min. The âAiâ from âAileeâ, the âMinâ from âAgileâ!â**
^ T/N: It just so happens that the very ć there is in my name too, so what a treat, what a treat~!)
âAlright, Xiao Min**, once this is over, Iâll definitely give you an autograph!â Ye Hong pats Ai Min on the back before signing an âItâs OK â sign to the security who were just read to surround them.
The emcee was freaked out by this situation and takes a while to snap back to himself: ăâŚâŚHaha! So Amm is a fan of Ye Zi! No wonder his style of playing resembles Ye Ziâs so much!ăHe heads upstage with a mic,ăJust now, you seriously gave me a huge scare! I still thought you were going to give him a beating because you lost ne. So you were asking Ye Zi for his autograph ah!ă
With the emceeâs explanation, the audience in a commotion down below is instantly enlightened and they each let out sighs of relief.
Ai Min also clearly realizes what an overreaction he had. He covers his face again, not daring to face the audiences.
To be able to faceoff with a pro-gamer he likes to his heartâs content in a game, heâs wholly certain thereâs no more regrets left in his career as a pro-gamer. Moreover, Ye Zi even used his renowned demon â Nine-Tailed Demon Fox!
After the two teamsâ members shook hands and congratulate each other, they bow deeply to the audiences. However, the emcee doesnât have the slightest intention of letting them off.
He raises the mic to PG: ăThe next round is between PH and L.L. The winner of their match will be your next opponent in the competition. Is there a word youâll like to say to them?ă
The one who takes the mic from him is the one whoâs standing closest to the emcee â Luo Yiming.
The moment he closes his hand around the mic, all members of PG are instantly hit with a wave of unease.2
As expected, the first line that comes out of Luo Yimingâs mouth is: ăWhatever! Whoever wins, itâs not like theyâll be a match for us!ă
The crowdâs instantly filled with âboosâ. But thereâre also a couple few who burst out laughing and cheer PG on!
Alright. Itâs not e-sports without some trash-talking. With such a rare opportunity presented to them, they might as well let out all the trash-talk they didnât get to do during the recording, or itâll be a waste.
With that thought in mind, Ye Hong pulls the mic over to himself: ăLet my Nine-Tailed Demon Fox out again if youâve got the guts! Iâll definitely pentakill next time!ă
Han Leng also steals the mic from him to join in on the fun: ăWe will definitely win the Championship this time round!ă
Then for god knows what reason, the mic ends up in Qin Feiâs hands. Qin Fei frowns,ăThereâs nothing to sayâŚâŚ Weâre not so weak as to lose in the Elimination Round.ă
With that, he smoothly dumps the mic on Jing Yu, whoâs standing beside him.
Jing Yu has already sassed aplenty in the voice recording. Nevertheless, since the micâs already in his hands, he naturally has to leave a word: ăI hope someone will invade my Jungle in the next round. Otherwise, Iâll be too lonely~ă2
Wah, such a tone begging for a beating!
The audienceâs booing in indignation again, and moreover it nearly rivals that round of booing Luo Yiming earned just now!
Despite looking irritated originally, Qin Feiâs finally tickled to laughter and is totally oblivious to the close-up he gets from the cameraman in that moment.
Subsequently, the audiences are filled with a series of gasps, and the barrage also falls head over heels for him.
ăAAAAAAAAAAHHH! FEI GE, YOUâRE TOO HANDSOME! MY GOD!ă
ăHeavens! Fei Ge looks so cool when he smiles, he doesnât even look human anymore!ă
ăMomma, I saw an angel!ă
ăDid Fei Ge laugh because of Goldfish?ă
ăNow that you mention it, Fei Ge and Goldfish look so matching side by side!ă1
Having been fully sated, Jing Yu walks over to the emcee clasping the mic in both hands. When handing it over, he smilingly drops a âThank youâ and although itâs very soft, it is still caught by the mic.
ăHeavens, Goldfish, arenât you too nice?!ă
ăFrisky yet nice!ă
ăGOLDFISHâS AN ANGEL AAAAAAAAHH!ă
ăThis smileâs mine to take!ă***
ăGoldfishâs smile is mine to protect!ă
Just like that, the bullet comments which were originally spamming ă66666ăover PGâs in-game brilliance swiftly gets drowned out by a bunch of mug-obsessed dogs**. Anyone new to the channel might still think this is a variety show instead of ăDemon Lordăâs 4th LDPL (Elimination Round)âs live broadcast.
(**mug-obsessed dogs é˘ç : only cares about the faces of people)
The emcee whoâs accepted the mic makes a somewhat awkward, but nonetheless polite smile. He originally intended for PG to give a word of encouragement to their opponent. Even a single âWeâll see you in the match tomorrowâ would have been good. But in the end? PG all trash-talked!
Looking at this paceâŚâŚ It looks like after every match here on out, the winning teams will all follow their example and trash-talk to no ends.1
The emcee wipes the sweat dotting his forehead and gets over to the five from DJss.
Being this teamâs Captain in Commanding â Ai Min has more or less calmed himself down. The two red-rimmed eyes makes him look a little like a bunny rabbit. Combine that with his still youngish looks, he looks unexpectedly a bit adorable.
The emcee asks: ăAlthough youâve lost to PG, you also managed to clinch a round off them, meaning youâre an incredibly strong team. Add on to the fact that youâre all still so young, youâve got quite a promising path ahead! May I ask if thereâs anything you want to say to PG? Or perhaps, you may also tell us how you feel at this moment.ă
The one who takes the mic is Ai Min. He falls into a short silence before he forces a weak smile: ăItâs like this. Weâre still in the 2nd year of high school. Next year, weâll be in the 3rd year and weâve got the high school examinations, soâŚâŚ So after season, DJssâ intending to disban.ă
The moment he reveals that, everyone on the sceneâs thrown into an uproar, all in various degrees of disbelief â So this is DJss final match?!
Itâs such a pity ah. Theyâre clearly all so capable. Especially Amm, this Mid-LanerâŚâŚ
Ai Minâs clearly very reluctant to disband too. As he goes on, his eyes gain a sheen of wetness: ăI really love pro-gamingâŚâŚtruly, I really love itâŚâŚ I want nothing more than to continue playing this way, till the last breath I take â but â butâŚâŚă
Before he manages to finish his words, the micâs snatched from his hand by someone!
Ai Min startles, turning in surprise to see Ye Hong.
Ye Hong meets his gaze, flashing a smile as he declares into the mic: ăDo your best in the exams. Once youâre done with them, if youâre still interesting in pro-gaming, then come join PG ba!ă
Ai Min: ! ! !
Upon hearing his words, before the audiences at the scene are able to process it, his teammates in PG are already restlessly chucking themselves up close to the mic and yelling.
Luo Yiming: ăWhat?! Ye Zi, youâre retiring?!ă
Han Leng: ăWhat beautiful bromance! Such a troublemaking Mid-Laner should have long since been replaced!ă
In the collective gasps that sweep through the crowd, Ye Hong bites down the urge to sucker punch his teammates and hollers: ăWhoâs retiring?! Normally, people would all think weâre forming a 2nd team ba! Why does it becoming âme retiringâ when it comes to your lips?!ă
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Luo Yiming immediately droops with disappointment: ăWhat the heck. So youâre still playing ah.ă
Han Leng sighs: ăMade me happy for nothing.ă3
The audiences instantly explodes into laughter. Even the emcee canât help grinning along.
Ai Min who had just been crying a second earlier now raises his hand to cover his eyes, beside himself with laughter.
The air of depressionâs instantly swept away. Even DJss whoâs on the losing side doesnât retain the slightest bit of sadness from the results.
Ai Minâs teammates also pat him on the shoulders and back, cheering him on: ăJoin them ba, Xiao Min! Give it your best!ă
Just like that, in the live broadcast of the Elimination Round, PG, this team, openly recruits a talented e-sports player for themselves.
The audiences both in and out of the barrage are besides themselves with laughter:
ăWho knew itâs possible to recruit on live?ă
ăPG are all such comedians ah!ă
ăHahaha XD Is this team intending to kill me with laughter just so they can get my measely inheritance?ă
ăIâm looking more and more forward to the in-game recording!ă
Unbeknownst to anyone, Zhis suddenly falls into deafening silence where MOMOâs sitting.
Kins, who is seated by his side, bumps shoulders with him and inquires softly: âWhat are you thinking?â
Only then does Zhis come back to himself but he replies with a similarly small voice: âIf we canât get into the Top 8 the next time, will our team alsoâŚâŚâ
Kins cuts him off: âGoldfish still owes you an autograph, doesnât he?â
Zhis freezes: âErm. Yeah.â
âThen when youâre asking for his autograph, you might as well ask for his contact ba.â Saying this, Kins smiles slightly, âEven if youâve gotta throw a tantrum on the ground and sell your cuteness, youâve got to shamelessly get it, alright?â7
Zhis: ? !
With PGâs match for that day concluded, they may choose to stay on site to watch the other matches or return to rest.
Being a generally more easy-going team, the five people do as what they each wish.
Qin Fei wants to sleep, so he returns. Seeing as if heâs going, Jing Yu also follows suit and leaves the competition venue.
Ye Hong stays back to sign an autograph for Amm, also dropping him some tips with regards to playing as a Mid-Laner.
Luo Yiming is simply restless so he decides to stay and watch the matches.
Han Leng canât stop worrying about him, so he stays behind too to keep an eye on him.5
In the subsequent match thatâs between PH and L.L, it is concluded with a 2 â 0 â PH wins 2 rounds consecutively and secure their victory, thus qualifying for the semi-finals.
Upon seeing this match, the members of PG who stayed behind are only left with one common thought:
Fucking damn itâŚâŚ Itâs another copycat team!
If you were to say DJss copied PG in terms of their game plays, PH takes on PGâs flair when fighting â the ferocity, the fast pace, that unstoppable and formidable strength!
Not to say that this is beyond comprehension. After all, Qing Zi and Xiao Wai happened to play much like PG back then, thatâs why they tried adding them to the team. But who would have thought that after Qin Fei chased them off, they would go on to start a team of their own?
Ye Hong canât help sucking on his tongue: âTo be honest, it doesnât feel good to be ripped off.â
Ai Min feels like heâs been shot an arrow: ââŚâŚIâm sorry.â
Ye Hong ruffles his hair: âHowever, my styleâs not something anyone can copy. Youâre a wonder, for real.â
Ai Min instantly turns beet red: âThank you, Ye Ge!â
Ye Hong: âDonât worry about it. Itâs been proven that copycats canât outclass the original. In the next match, weâll definitely win!â
Simultaneously at this moment in time, Luo Yiming and Han Leng are searching PH online. Upon seeing that this teamâs full name is Play Happily, both of them deadpan.
Luo Yiming: âWhat the fuck?! Weâre called Play Gaily but theyâre called Play Happily? They all mean the same thing, alright?! Why donât they just call themselves PG two?!â
Han Leng answers, grave as a funeral: âPG twoâs already been defeated by us. This one is called PG three.â
âYes, PG three!â Luo Yiming slaps his thigh in anger, âTheyâre too much! Itâs bad enough to copy our style, theyâre even copying our teamâs name! Next time, just watch me press them onto the floor and pulverize them all!â
This time, Han Leng doesnât entertain him with an answer. He lifts his head to look up at the Heavens. All he wants to know is after beating PH, PHâs Solo-Laner â that Qing Zi who had a list chucked full with criminal records â He wonât really bring his pals over to finish them off ba?