E-Sports Boss Wants To Post Messages With New Players Every Day Chapter 61
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As Xu Ziyan smiled and offered his congratulations, his mind was also deep in thought.
He had to admit that Qu Qingyue’s playstyle in this round had given him a fresh perspective.
The risk hidden behind two players flanking to cut down the enemy’s front line was actually quite significant. One slip-up could result in a two-for-one trade, with both players dying.
However, with the vulnerability effect from the Healing Vial, and Qu Qingyue carrying an Armor Pack, Propro’s reaction just now was already fast, but unfortunately, under the influence of the armor and healing, they had little room to react before being killed by the combined efforts of Bye and KK.
Although Mumu, who remained on YNG’s front line, was killed because he lost his Medic, looking at the result, a one-for-two trade was definitely not a loss.
Moreover, as the defending team, FTK had lost all their front-line players. Even if Quit’s aim was accurate, it was impossible to turn the tide.
Interesting.
The streamer’s expression… why does it look like he’s brewing up some mischief?
Xu Ziyan saw this bullet comment and smiled innocently: “How could that be? Am I that kind of person?”
You were the reason why so many Medics used to carry stun guns to ambush people.
Is there really someone who is unaware of their own level of deviousness?
Xu Ziyan was certainly aware.
Thinking that Xie Wei might also be in the live stream, he cleared his throat and quickly interrupted the topic: “Alright, the data and MVP for the last round have been released. Let’s focus our attention back on the match.”
The most outstanding player in this round was KK, and the MVP was deservedly awarded to Qu Qingyue.
Anyone who watched this match was completely convinced by this result.
Because Qu Qingyue was previously at TWG and then transferred to YNG due to various reasons, there had been persistent rumors joking that she had “failed a palace intrigue” and was driven out of TWG, while Ice “succeeded in the palace intrigue” and took her place.
Coincidentally, Xu Ziyan was responsible for commentating this match, and for a time, hidden haters began to emerge.
I wonder if TWG ever thought of this day when they let Clear go.
I’m dying of laughter. I said long ago that Clear was more than one level stronger than Ice, and people still flamed me. Now the strength has been proven.
It is well known that the World Champion Medic is not as strong as the uncrowned rookie.
Xu Ziyan, having been flamed for a long time, had already cultivated a state of mind as calm as still water. He didn’t even twitch an eyebrow at the comments. While analyzing the situation for the next round, he moved his mouse, intending to mute these flamers.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Yuxin was faster than him. Before he could act, those IDs had already been rewarded with a ten-year mute package.
Xu Ziyan was stunned for a moment, then smiled: “Thank you for your hard work, moderator.”
If it had been a few months ago, he might have been discouraged by these negative comments.
But now, his mind was only focused on the commentary at hand and the new strategies he wanted to test afterward.
In the second round, YNG switched to the defending side. FTK’s Propro played fiercely, taking down one person with each shot from his revolver. Those he targeted hardly dared to show their heads. Coupled with Quit’s excellent sniping, FTK successfully tied the score at one-to-one. The MVP was Propro.
In the third round, YNG continued to attack, but FTK had clearly found their rhythm. By the end of the round, YNG only managed to escort the objective past the second checkpoint.
The fourth round was overtime, with FTK attacking.
In the last ten seconds, in front of the second checkpoint, Propro escorted the payload through the checkpoint.
Just one more meter forward, and YNG would be eliminated, with FTK claiming victory in this match.
At this moment, the only players remaining on the field were YNG’s KK and FTK’s Propro.
If KK could snipe Propro, the payload would be left unescorted, and FTK would become the losing side.
Bai Ke had just failed an ambush and was shot down to critical health by Propro.
The payload was still advancing, time was running out, and there was only one chance.
He couldn’t hesitate any longer.
At this moment, the audience both at the venue and in front of their screens held their breath.
Just as the payload was only a short distance from the objective, Bai Ke finally moved.
He stood up and leaped down from the rooftop. While falling, he raised his sniper rifle to his eye, scoped in—
“Bang!!!”
Xu Ziyan couldn’t help but sit up straight. He quickly looked up to see the distance the two payloads had traveled past the second checkpoint.
YNG: 70.99.
FTK: 69.85.
“Congratulations to YNG, congratulations to YNG!”
He congratulated them twice: “YNG’s player KK ultimately turned the tide, leading the team to secure the second spot in the playoffs’ top four!”
Commentating on a match, which consisted of four small rounds, didn’t feel tiring while watching because of the high emotions. Now that the stream was off, Xu Ziyan felt like his throat was smoked, dry and sore.
He picked up the water cup on the table, found it empty, and smiled helplessly. He could only brace himself on the armrests of his chair to stand up and pour water from the hot water kettle on the desk.
Just as he took a sip, his phone received a message.
KK: Bro, am I awesome or what?
Xu Ziyan smiled.
Xu Ziyan: I can only say, worthy of the title K God.
KK replied with a thumbs-up: You know how to talk.
That evening, during the post-training match review meeting, Xu Ziyan hesitated for a moment before bringing up the strategy he had envisioned during his commentary today.
Shen Xiao listened and sincerely exclaimed: “Wow, Ice, there’s really a reason why people say you play dirty.”
Xie Wei showed an interested expression, lowered his head to think for a moment, then turned to Yu Guangzhou and said: “I think it’s feasible.”
Yu Guangzhou clearly had the same idea and nodded: “Ice, come to the Coach’s Office later. I’ll contact the Data Analyst to see how we can formally apply it in matches.”
Xu Ziyan hadn’t expected his first tactical suggestion to be approved, and a flush of excitement appeared on his face: “Okay!”
Two hours later, the discussion in the Coach’s Office finally concluded.
Xu Ziyan rubbed his neck as he walked out of the Coach’s Office door, thinking: Is Xie Wei this busy every day? No wonder he sometimes arrives at the training room so late.
As he walked, he suddenly heard two people talking around the corner.
He happened to know both voices; they were very familiar.
It was Bai Chen and Xie Wei.
Xu Ziyan hesitated and quietly pressed himself against the wall.
He heard Bai Chen say: “I’ll be direct, Xie Wei, your frequency of playing solo mode lately is a bit too high. What’s going on?”
Xu Ziyan was startled.
Solo mode?
He had indeed seen solo mode screens on Xie Wei’s monitor many times recently, but Xie Wei’s Ranked Match score was stable, and everyone else seemed accustomed to it, so he hadn’t paid much attention, assuming it was just Xie Wei’s way of familiarizing himself with the new version.
Could this matter signify something else?
Xie Wei chuckled lightly: “What could be going on? I just played a few more rounds because I felt like it.”
His attitude and tone seemed to be trying to downplay the matter, but unfortunately, Bai Chen had no intention of letting him off the hook: “Stop it. I didn’t mention it in front of the other players because I didn’t want to alarm them, but you and I both know that you only queue for solo mode to recover your feel when your condition is slipping.”
“I came to you today because I want you to tell me the truth.”
Xie Wei looked at his childhood friend, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.
Bai Chen was good in every way, except that he understood him too well. It was really difficult to hide anything from him.
He lowered his head and smiled, crossing his arms and leaning against the wall nearby, his posture much more relaxed: “You guessed right.”
Bai Chen frowned: “When did this start?”
“It’s been a while,” Xie Wei said. “It’s not the first time. My condition fluctuates a lot. Why worry so much?”
Seeing that Bai Chen still looked serious, he said helplessly: “It’s not that serious. Don’t make it sound like I’m about to retire next second. Relax, didn’t I say? I’ll definitely send you off first.”
Bai Chen said: “Whether it’s serious or not, you know best.”
Xie Wei said: “Mhm… don’t worry, I will adjust my condition before the match.”
Bai Chen sneered: “You must adjust. You know without me saying it that Ice and Yuan have just joined the team and haven’t achieved much yet. If you have problems, TWG will completely suffer from a lack of talent.”
After speaking, he suddenly lowered his voice: “Have you… decided to hand TWG over to Ice?”
Xie Wei didn’t answer the question directly, but countered: “What? Do you think he’s not reliable enough? Heaven knows, there’s no personal bias in my choice.”
“I know.” Bai Chen rubbed his brow, a hint of fatigue on his face. “Have you mentioned this to him?”
Xie Wei said: “No need. He’s tired enough from training every day. Why bother him with things that haven’t even materialized yet?”
Bai Chen gave him a deep look.
Wasn’t Xie Wei tired from training every day?
Moreover, besides training, he had a heap of other miscellaneous tasks to handle. The daily training matches and tactics were almost entirely managed by him alone.
Not just the team, but sometimes various matters within the Xie family company also passed through Xie Wei’s hands.
Countless pressures and responsibilities piled up. If it were someone else, they would have probably been crushed long ago.
Bai Chen grew up with Xie Wei and both coincidentally entered the esports industry. As the eldest son of the Bai family, he naturally had the responsibility of engaging with the family business outside of training. Because of this, Bai Chen understood even more how difficult this was.
Yet, Xie Wei never mentioned any of this and always appeared calm and composed on the surface.
“You decide for yourself,” Bai Chen said. “I’m just giving you a reminder today.”
“It’s concern, I know.” Xie Wei reached out and hooked his arm around his friend’s neck: “Thanks.”
The sound of their footsteps gradually faded away.
By the wall, Xu Ziyan slowly released his tightly clenched hands.
A cold breeze passed through the gaps between his fingers, and he realized that his palms were covered in sweat.
What Bai Ke had asked him back then was still vivid in his mind.
“If Xie Wei really announces his retirement one day and leaves TWG, what will you do?”
And the answer in Xu Ziyan’s heart would not change.
He exhaled deeply, took a step, crossed the corridor, but instead of returning to the training room, he knocked on the door of the Coach’s Office once more.
Five minutes later, he left the Coach’s Office and returned to the A-Team training room.
“Oh, you’re back?” Shen Xiao, who was unusually still in the training room instead of returning to the dorm for self-training, narrowed his eyes when he saw Xu Ziyan walk in: “What did Coach Yu say?”
Xu Ziyan said: “He said we’ll try it out in the next training match.”
Hearing this, Shen Xiao said to Yuan Shaofeng, who was sitting opposite him: “See, I told you. Ice’s tactics are naturally dirty; they’re definitely to Coach Yu’s taste.”
“And,” Xu Ziyan added, “I will be taking on the role of in-game leader for the next training match.”
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