E-Sports Boss Wants To Post Messages With New Players Every Day Chapter 57

Chapter 57

TWG’s first playoff match wouldn’t officially start until next month. Although there was plenty of time, the team’s training and synergy development hadn’t slackened in the slightest.

On the twenty-second, WOF was playing KW.

The match was at seven in the evening, but before five o’clock, Shen Xiao impatiently changed into his casual clothes and rushed out the door.

After Jiang Yuxin returned, the task of driving the A-Team reverted to him. Seeing Shen Xiao’s haste, he looked confusedly at the watch on his wrist: “…Going over this early?”

Jiang Yuxin was already surprised that Shen Xiao had volunteered to watch the WOF match, but he hadn’t expected Shen Xiao to want to go so far in advance.

He hesitated, walked over to Xie Wei, and whispered, “Is… Is Seamy going to the WOF lounge to start a fight?”

Jiang Yuxin’s thoughts were still stuck on Shen Xiao viewing Secret and WOF as sworn enemies, so such a worry was natural.

Xie Wei scoffed, “What are you thinking? Did you look at his Ranked Match records during the New Year period?”

As TWG’s manager, Jiang Yuxin naturally kept an eye on the players’ status, so he had certainly seen the data: “I saw it, but… I’m worried it’s another one of those teddy bear biscuit or gummy bear incidents.”

Xie Wei said, “We’ve played WOF so many times. Have you ever seen Seamy rush into their lounge and beat someone up?”

No, he hadn’t.

Jiang Yuxin shook his head.

“Then that’s that,” Xie Wei sneered lightly. “He still has some sense of propriety.”

Jiang Yuxin went downstairs to start the car, still looking worried.

In fact, Jiang Yuxin’s worries weren’t unfounded. When Xie Wei changed and went downstairs, he immediately saw Shen Xiao standing below, waiting for the car.

The young Alpha wore a bright red jacket, his brown short hair simply styled. His profile was distinct, and he was looking at his phone, seemingly chatting with someone, frowning slightly, his expression highly focused.

Xie Wei walked up and lightly patted his back.

Shen Xiao seemed not to have heard the footsteps at all, startled, and turned around: “Captain Xie.”

Xie Wei lowered his head, took a cigarette from his pocket, shook one out, and put it in his mouth. His eyelids drooped, and the flame of the lighter flickered in the wind, reflecting in his eyes, making him look somewhat nonchalant: “Let’s talk.”

Shen Xiao’s heart skipped a beat, and his eyes darted around: “Talk… Talk about what?”

“Your recent situation.”

Shen Xiao smiled: “Recently? I’ve been doing great. Training hasn’t been delayed, my condition is good, and my Ranked Match score has been steadily rising… I certainly can’t compare to Ice’s increase, but it’s been smooth.”

He looked at the cigarette in Xie Wei’s hand, trying to change the subject: “Captain Xie, Ice hasn’t stopped you from smoking or anything?”

Xie Wei lifted his eyelids and glanced at him: “I’m not asking about that.” He exhaled smoke. “WOF has contacted you, right?”

Shen Xiao’s face stiffened.

He looked at Xie Wei without speaking.

If it had been two years ago—no, even just half a year ago—if another team had tried to poach him, he would have ruthlessly refused and then told everyone about it as a joke.

But this time, he couldn’t do it.

It wasn’t because of achievements, fame, money, or any of those messy things. It was because the person who invited him was Secret.

The timing was also perfect; Yuan Shaofeng had joined the A-Team as a substitute, and his skill level was completely adequate.

He…

He was genuinely hesitant.

Shen Xiao looked at the indifferent man in front of him. Although there was no extra emotion on his face, there was an indescribable sense of pressure.

He couldn’t lie, so he nodded: “Yes.”

Xie Wei asked, “What are your thoughts?”

Shen Xiao licked his dry lips and answered truthfully: “I… I haven’t decided yet.” He scratched his hair. “The team’s performance is stable right now, and Yuan is also more suited to the current meta than I am. How should I put it…”

Xie Wei smiled: “Tell me when you’ve decided. My suggestion is, if you want to transfer, first see if WOF can secure a spot for the Mid-Season Invitational (MSI) in the playoffs. If they don’t, then stay with TWG until MSI is over.”

Shen Xiao never expected Xie Wei to plan for him like this. He looked up, his eyes filled with surprise and gratitude.

In the results-oriented esports industry, it was common for teams to hold onto star players and forbid transfers. Some teams even kept talented rookie players they didn’t need, refusing to give them a chance to play or transfer, simply to prevent them from developing in other teams and becoming an obstacle to their own.

Xie Wei, as the captain and also the owner of TWG, not only didn’t stop him but expressed support.

Shen Xiao suddenly thought of Qu Qingyue and couldn’t help but ask, “When Clear wanted to transfer, did you say the same thing to her?”

Xie Wei didn’t answer the question. He put out the cigarette and smiled: “Whether it’s transferring or anything else, it’s your freedom. I have no right to interfere.”

“Besides, I’m confident that even if you leave, TWG will continue to shine.”

Shen Xiao was stunned, then angrily said, “Damn it, why do you make it sound like I’m completely irrelevant?”

Xie Wei calmly replied, “I’m telling you not to overthink things.”

Shen Xiao’s expression was complex: “…I genuinely wanted to play for TWG until retirement.”

Xie Wei smiled at his words. He tossed the cigarette butt into the trash can and patted Shen Xiao’s shoulder: “It was just good timing back then—we met the right people and the right team, which is why TWG has had the same few people for these past few years. But everything has an endpoint. You don’t need to be limited by this. There are some burdens you don’t need to carry, like… the team’s glory and so on.”

Shen Xiao’s inner thoughts were exposed in a single sentence. He looked slightly stunned, then slowly became thoughtful.

“Of course, I hope you stay,” Xie Wei said. “But I won’t force it.”

Shen Xiao nodded, sincerely saying, “Thank you, Captain.”

—

At 5:15, all A-Team players arrived downstairs on time and got into the team van.

Yu Guangzhou was worried and followed them.

Shen Xiao looked at Jiang Yuxin, then at Yu Guangzhou, and pitifully asked, “Coach, Manager, you’re not going to make me pay for your tickets too, are you?”

Yu Guangzhou glared at him, exasperated: “You… Where is your intelligence?”

Jiang Yuxin laughed while driving: “The team will reimburse the ticket money, don’t worry.”

Shen Xiao was overjoyed: “Thank you, team. Thank you, team.”

Xu Ziyan, who was leaning against the window catching up on sleep, teased, “God Xiao earns tens of millions a year. Why such a small mindset?”

Shen Xiao said matter-of-factly, “Even a billionaire saves money one coin at a time. Do you understand the power of frugality?”

Xu Ziyan glanced at him: “And then you play mobile games, watch streams, and send gifts. You don’t save any money; in fact, you end up spending more.”

Shen Xiao’s face flushed red, muttering, “How can playing games be considered spending more?” The car was filled with a cheerful atmosphere for a moment.

When Shen Xiao sat back down and picked up his phone, he became much quieter.

Normally, when going out to watch a match, he would definitely talk about the two teams’ recent records, the main players’ recent status, what they did, who they met in Ranked Matches, and if any player had recent gossip or memes, it would be even more exciting—Shen Xiao would make sure the whole team knew about it.

But today, he just stared at his phone, frowning, occasionally typing out a couple of sentences.

Xu Ziyan wasn’t completely oblivious. Seeing this, he didn’t ask Shen Xiao but leaned in close to Xie Wei’s ear and quietly said, “I bet fifty cents that guy is chatting with Secret.”

Xie Wei looked at him in surprise: “You noticed too?”

Xu Ziyan asked, “Noticed what? Isn’t it obvious?”

Xie Wei frowned: “No way. WOF only contacted him a few days ago.”

Xu Ziyan was stunned: “You… Weren’t you talking about the unusual relationship between him and Secret?”

Xie Wei was also surprised: “Them?”

The two looked at each other.

Xu Ziyan realized they weren’t on the same page and found it quite amusing: “Just pretend I didn’t say anything.”

Xie Wei wasn’t particularly interested in gossip. He said, “Although he hasn’t decided yet, if Seamy really transfers…”

Xu Ziyan smiled: “I will always be here too.”

Xie Wei’s gaze instantly softened.

This was probably his only selfish desire.

They arrived at the venue just before six o’clock. But since it was the playoffs, and the two teams playing were both popular powerhouses, even though it was early, many spectators were already queuing outside the venue.

Yu Guangzhou checked his phone and said, “KW is starting Pride, the new Medic, today.”

Xie Wei searched his mind carefully and confirmed he had no memory of this ID: “Pride? Has this Medic played in a match before?”

“No, they haven’t. This person was promoted directly from the Youth Training Camp to the Main Roster Player after the new patch,” Jiang Yuxin interjected. “They must have some real skill.”

Xu Ziyan was surprised: “Directly from Youth Training Camp to the A-Team?”

Xie Wei folded his arms, looking at the sea of people outside the car window, and smiled: “It looks like we’re not the only team with a ‘child of the patch’.”

Yu Guangzhou said, “I’ll contact their Coach after the match to arrange a scrim.”

Shen Xiao asked sullenly, “What about WOF? Who is the Assault Player for this match?”

Yu Guangzhou looked down at his phone and confirmed: “Secret and Jin.”

Shen Xiao’s face immediately darkened.

This Jin was the idiotic Assault Player who had spoken arrogantly in front of the WOF management, blatantly demanding money or threatening to throw the match.

Xu Ziyan was confused: This person is acting like this, so why are they still putting him up to play? And in the playoffs, which is an elimination tournament.

He slowly realized that WOF probably genuinely had no usable Assault Players left on the team. Since player transfers were prohibited during the playoffs, they had no choice but to keep Jin on the roster.

No wonder they contacted Shen Xiao. No wonder that Assault Player had the audacity to make such demands.

Aside from Shen Xiao and Xu Ziyan, no one else knew about this internal issue within the WOF team, especially Jiang Yuxin. Seeing Shen Xiao’s dark expression, he thought his old illness had flared up and he was about to have a real-life brawl with Secret in the WOF lounge.

So he nervously warned, “I’ll remind you, fighting off-stage during the lead-up to a match can result in a lifetime ban!”

This warning was actually a lucky coincidence. Shen Xiao impatiently said, “I know.”

Xu Ziyan twitched his mouth: The person Shen Xiao wanted to fight right now probably wasn’t Secret, but that Assault Player named Jin.

Xie Wei said Shen Xiao hadn’t made up his mind to transfer yet, but in Xu Ziyan’s opinion, if Shen Xiao could transfer right now, he would be eager to sign the contract on the spot, kick Jin off the stage, and take his place.

Yuan Shaofeng was sleeping soundly. When the car stopped, he groggily opened his eyes: “Are we here? Are we here?”

“We’re here.” Shen Xiao, who was sitting next to him, gritted his teeth and said, “Hurry up and get out.”

After speaking, he grabbed his bag, put on sunglasses and a mask, and rushed out of the car first.

Yuan Shaofeng was terrified: “What’s wrong with God Xiao? Is… Is he only now realizing that I’m affecting his position and wants to target me?”

Xu Ziyan handed him his mask and laughed: “You’re overthinking it. Let’s go.”