Pretend to hate you [eSports]

At one o'clock in the morning, miserable cries echoed in the dormitory corridor of Yuhuo Club.

"Cheng Yu, please explain clearly what is going on!"
Ling Le sat in front of Cheng Yu's room and slammed the door of Cheng Yu's dormitory like an abandoned woman: "Open the door, open the door, open the door quickly, I know you are here, Cheng Yu, you have to explain it to me clearly today, wuwuwu, explain it clearly!"

The others were awakened from their sleep and stood up to check.
"What's wrong?" Lu Ming sobered up quickly and asked with an eye mask on his ears, "Why is there another madman?"
Yan Shu was so sleepy that he staggered as he walked. He went forward to pull Ling Le and said, "You've been drunk for long enough. Get up."

"Let me go! Cheng Yu must explain everything to me today!" Ling Le sobbed and pushed Yan Shu away, "He told you everything but he didn't tell me!"
"What did Cheng Yu tell us?" Lu Ming scratched his head and asked Yan Shu, "Do you know?"
Yan Shu struggled to open his eyes, then closed them again: "I don't know."

Cheng Yu didn't look at the door of his room, but the door next to his opened.
Shen Zheng came out in grey pajamas. His face was gloomy and his voice was hoarse. "What are you doing?"
"Ling Le was drunk and crazy." Lu Ming replied, "He insisted that Cheng Yu explain it clearly, but we didn't know what he was going to say. We didn't understand."
Shen Zheng walked up to Ling Le, pulled his arm and said, "Get up and go back to sleep."
He simply used brute force to pull Ling Le up, like he was picking up a chick.

"I won't!" Ling Le pushed Shen Zheng away and fell back to the ground with a thump. The noise was so loud that it hurt just to hear it, and it felt like the floor was about to be cracked by his butt.
Shen Zheng squatted down and asked Ling Le: "What do you want to know about Cheng Yu? I'll tell you."

Ling Le grabbed his hair and asked, "Why are the roots of his hair all white? When did he color it?"
Shen Zheng: “…”

Lu Ming: "I thought it was a big deal. I thought Cheng Yu had abandoned you! I'm going back to sleep. I'm too sleepy."
"He specially takes advantage of your sleep time to touch up." Shen Zheng pulled Ling Le up again, "Go back to sleep."

"Really? I don't believe it!" Ling Le waved his hands, looking like a child asking for a toy, "Unless he makes it up in front of me."
Shen Zheng took a deep breath: "Is it your business..."

"Captain Shen, leave it to me." Yan Shu took advantage of Shen Zheng's temper and quickly stepped forward to pull Ling Le, "Let him go to my place first, I'll talk to him."
Shen Zheng rubbed his brows and nodded: "If you don't obey, I'll chop you off."
Yan Shu coaxed Ling Le by saying that Cheng Yu was in her room and was dragged away.

The corridor returned to silence. Shen Zheng stood in front of Cheng Yu's door and knocked gently.
Shen Zheng: "Cheng Yu, it's me, open the door."

"Click", the door opened a little, and Cheng Yu stood at the door.
Unlike during the day, his eyes were red, like a white rabbit.

"I don't want to wear contact lenses." He covered his eyes with his hands, speaking lazily and slowly, "I thought he would just make a fuss and leave. I'm sorry for disturbing you."
"It's okay." Shen Zheng stood at the door and raised his hand to touch the end of his brow. "After the game the day after tomorrow, I will take you home. The color has faded."
Cheng Yu touched his eyebrows and said, "No, I can go back by myself."

Shen Zheng wanted to say something, but Cheng Yu closed the door and said, "It's late, go to bed."
"Yeah." Shen Zheng paused for two seconds, "Yeah, good night."

-

The next morning, Cheng Yu came to the training room. Ling Le and Yan Shu were there, and they started a live broadcast of their double row.

"Cheng Yu, get up. There's breakfast over there. Eat it while it's hot." Ling Le quickly pointed to the spot next to him and continued playing the game. "Hey! Five kills, five kills, five kills! Nice!"
Cheng Yu drank some soy milk and sat next to Ling Le to watch his live broadcast.

The live broadcast contracts signed by professional players have time limits. Ling Le and his team did not live broadcast their previous training matches, so they will make up for it today since they got up early.
Ling Le took off his headphones and asked Cheng Yu: "How is it, am I good at playing the mid laner?"
Cheng Yu nodded: "Not bad."

Ling Le: "Did you hear that? The recognition from the talented mid laner. Maybe next time I play, I can play mid lane."
Barrage: "Tiantian is the best, we love you no matter what position you play!"

Cheng Yu glanced at the barrage assistant and couldn't help but complain: "You don't love him anymore when you see him getting drunk."
"Don't bring up my embarrassing moments on purpose." Ling Le was playing games, leaning towards Cheng Yu, "It will scare my little cuties."
The barrage was instantly filled with "Ah ...

Cheng Yu leaned lazily on the back of the chair and asked, "Does your butt hurt?" He must have been injured when he sat on the ground last night.
Ling Le nodded: "It hurts. What happened? I was thinking about the live broadcast and forgot to ask Yan Shu."
Cheng Yu patted Ling Le's shoulder and said, "If it hurts, don't go to Yan Shu's room in the future."

Ling Le: “What do you mean?”
Cheng Yu: "Look at the barrage." Ling Le looked at the barrage assistant, and all kinds of "It turns out to be Ling Le" and "I got it" were flying around.
Ling Le studied the barrage for a long time, and then looked up what "Zero and I bumped into each other" meant, before he understood.

Ling Le: "It's not what you think. I drank too much last night. I don't know why my butt hurts. It was picked up by Yan Shu. So... oh, I can't explain it clearly."
Ling Le tried to explain awkwardly for a long time but failed to make himself clear. The more he spoke, the more confused he became. In the end, he simply stopped explaining and continued playing games.

An hour later, 'Ling Le went to Yan Shu's room and his butt hurt' became a hot search on the e-sports section.
Ling Le: "How the hell... did I become famous in this way?"

In the final analysis, it was Cheng Yu who set the pace first.
Ling Le: "Cheng Yu, how do you know so much?"
Cheng Yu: “…”

Seeing Cheng Yu not speaking, Ling Le got excited: "What's going on, Cheng Yu, did you reveal something?"
Ling Le continued: "You have acquiesced!"

When Shen Zheng came in, he heard Ling Le excitedly attacking Cheng Yu.
"What are you talking about?" he asked. "It's so lively."
Ling Le excitedly reported: "Cheng Yu said he was...what's his name?"
He looked back at the comments: "Yes, right, top and bottom, eh? How do you tell the difference?"

Shen Zheng was stunned for a moment. He looked at Cheng Yu, and their eyes met. A subtle atmosphere spread between them.

Shen Zheng: "You..."
"You want to start a live broadcast." Cheng Yu only thought of Shen Zheng's computer, "You want to mix up the time."

Seeing his nervous expression, Shen Zheng did not ask any more questions: "Well, I'll drive."
When I logged into the live broadcast room, the screen was covered with barrages of comments as soon as it opened, all asking whether Cheng Yu was 1 or 0.

Shen Zheng looked at the barrage for a moment and then closed the live broadcast room.
The live broadcast was not going well, he also wanted to know what was going on with Cheng Yu, whether it was real or fake.

This was just a minor incident and no one mentioned it again.
In the afternoon, the training room returned to its former seriousness.

During the break, Lu Ming held up his phone and said, "Did you know that Lao Chu was blocked by the live streaming platform?"
The others turned around, their faces full of confusion: "Why was it blocked?"

"It seems there is no reason." Lu Ming continued while flipping through his phone. "I just saw the WeChat message sent by Lao Chu at noon. What he meant was that he was first terminated by Haha Live, and then other platforms didn't want him anymore. It's no different from being banned."

Haha Live is the live broadcast platform where all members of the Yuhuo Team are currently, and it is also the leader in the live broadcast industry.

Ling Le curled his lips: "Why is he telling you this? We didn't find him for leaking the secret, but he still dared to contact us in Yuhuo. How shameless!"
Lu Ming frowned and said in embarrassment: "From the tone of Lao Chu's voice, I think he suspected that we were going to do something to him behind his back."
"This is solid evidence!" Ling Le slammed the table in anger, "Otherwise, why would he doubt us!"
Lu Ming put down his phone and asked, "Should I reply to him?"
Ling Le: "Reply P, block me!"
As he spoke, he picked up his phone and blocked all contact information of Lao Chu.

"I still want to ask, who did this, Lao Chu?" Lu Ming sat back in his chair, his face full of confusion.
"It's probably Black Hawk." Ling Le was busy fiddling with his phone. "In the end, we got the upper hand in the leak, and Black Hawk suffered. How could they tolerate that?"
"Training." Shen Zheng interrupted the topic, "You are invited. We will not discuss this matter any more. Let's end it here."

After a long training session and Coach Wu's ruthless review, the players were exhausted both mentally and physically at the end of the day.
Cheng Yu returned to his room, took a shower and prepared to go to bed. He glanced at the bedside cell phone and saw that it was lit up, with the name "Ling Le" particularly prominent.

Are you going to ask him about his hair again?
Cheng Yu clicked on the message and found that what Ling Le sent was a screenshot of Tieba.
The content is about Cheng Yu's experience in junior high school. The general idea is that he was a bad boy who did all the bad things imaginable.

The text below reads: Is this person qualified to play professionally?
(End of this chapter)