[Esports] Pheromones say we're a match made in heaven.

With the second half of the game about to begin, Cheng Yuan took out his phone and sent a message to Chi Feifan.

Although he came to watch the game mainly to avoid his parents and didn't support any team, Hawk is, after all, his brother's team, so if he had to choose one, he would choose Hawk.

Brother Yuan: Is your team's player alright?

: Okay, it's all done now. There's something I need your help with.

Cheng Yuan was just worried that his butt would hurt from sitting here.

Brother Yuan: What's up?

Come to the monitoring room.

Chi Feifan stood in the venue's monitoring room, arms crossed, staring coldly at the monitor screen.

Shen Shu, who had vomited once and then rushed to the toilet again, was as pale as if he had just been dug out of the ground. When Cheng Yuan arrived, the two of them were carefully watching a video of all the contestants entering the venue that afternoon.

In the video, people were coming and going in the backstage corridor. When Shen Shu squatted down to tie his shoelaces, a boy wearing a yellow team uniform helped him get water.

The boy wasn't very tall, probably a little over 1.7 meters. His hair was frizzy from being permed, and the strands looked like steel wool. Standing next to Shen Shu, he looked a bit hunched over.

He held Shen Shu's bottled water, his other hand in his pocket. Two seconds later, he turned his body slightly, a small movement that passersby wouldn't notice. But this turn cleverly blocked the surveillance camera, and no one knew whether he had done anything to the bottle of water.

Cheng Yuan stroked his chin and leaned closer: "Who is this person?"

Shen Shu pursed his lips, frowned, and thought carefully for a while.

This yellow jersey belongs to JDK. The JDK captain and Qin Yi have a good personal relationship, and the JDK players are generally quite laid-back and friendly, so he didn't think much of it at the time. Now, looking closer, this person doesn't seem to be a starting player for JDK.

"Coke." After a moment, Shen Shu remembered, "He's a substitute for JDK's first team, but I don't think he's ever played."

"Oh..." Cheng Yuan's mouth formed an "O" shape as he stared at the screen and watched the surveillance footage several more times. He gradually understood what was going on. "Holy crap, there's actually such a thing? What does Hawk's poor grades have to do with him? What's he after?"

Shen Shu was impatient. Once he had locked onto his target, he immediately rolled up his sleeves and was about to go find him.

Chi Feifan glanced at him: "Without a single piece of substantial evidence, you're going to throw your life away?"

Shen Shu suddenly stopped, gritted his teeth, and stood there aggrieved: "But I really haven't been in contact with anyone else besides him."

Cheng Yuan sensed that Chi Feifan had other ideas: "What do you plan to do?"

Chi Feifan said, "Let's try our luck."

If he's lucky, this matter will be simple. If he's unlucky, he'll have to request the alliance to intervene and thoroughly investigate, which will be very troublesome. But he can't just do nothing and suffer in silence.

*

On the field, Qin Yi sat down and stretched his wrists.

Old Jiang took over from Shen Shu and put on his headphones.

Although Qi Song forbade them to gossip backstage, the group knew perfectly well that Shen Shu's situation stemmed from drinking unclean water.

They were already very careful, either drinking the water they brought themselves or the water provided by the official venue, but they didn't expect this to happen. Shen Shu is a newcomer and not as wary as they are. He was in so much pain backstage that he almost collapsed.

"It's been a long time since the four of us sat on the court and played a match together," Wang Kang said. "Last time in China, Lao Jiang replaced the captain, but this time we're finally reunited."

Old Jiang couldn't help but sigh, "Yes, I thought last year's Asian qualifiers would be my last competition, but I didn't expect to still be here this year."

Although Shen Shu's personality is not likable, he tried his best to persevere in the first half.

Wang Kang was seething with anger: "You dare to play dirty tricks on your grandfather? Don't think you can stop us like that."

As the plane took off, Qin Yi calmly said, "Don't let it affect you. Adjust your mindset and don't let all your fans down."

I won't let him down.

Meanwhile, in the JDK lounge.

One of the guys suddenly noticed that his teammate looked a little off. He nudged him with his elbow: "Coke, are you okay? You're sweating so much, are you feeling unwell?"

The other person suddenly sprang up.

The boy was startled: "Holy crap, what are you doing?"

The coach, who was intently staring at the screen, turned and glared at the two of them, and the young man quickly shut his mouth.

The boy who had bounced up wiped the sweat from his brow: "It's nothing, I was just nervous watching the game."

His teammates comforted him, saying, "We're already lucky to be on the starting roster. Anyway, it's not going to be our turn to play, so relax."

"Hmm." The boy swallowed hard. "I...I'm going out for some fresh air."

Teammate: "Don't go too far, or the manager will yell at us again."

"it is good."

Stepping out of the JDK training room, the boy's expression didn't relax; instead, it became even more tense. He looked around and hurriedly walked towards the emergency exit sign.

He had his hands in his pockets, and when his fingers touched a small, transparent bag, he flinched as if he'd been electrocuted.

He never dared to throw this thing inside the venue, for fear of being seen or caught on camera.

Only when they reached a secluded spot did the boy breathe a sigh of relief and nervously pull out his phone.

There is an unread message on WeChat.

"The boss isn't very satisfied with what you did today. Did you give too little dosage? Why is Hawk still at number six after you finished? And what's the point of giving it to that newbie? Live is the core of Hawk."

The boy gripped his phone tightly, typing through gritted teeth.

"I got everything in there, and it's my fault Hawk can fight? Can you guys stop fantasizing? I drugged Live? Do you think he's been a professional player for nothing all these years?"

"What you do is your business. If Hawk still makes it to the next round this year, then you haven't done this job, and we can't pay you the remaining balance."

The boy's hands were trembling as he typed.

"Fine, I don't want to fight anymore. Don't contact me again!"

He regretted his actions when he saw Shen Shu making frequent mistakes and looking pale on the field in the lounge. He was afraid of being exposed and held accountable. During the competition, no professional players were allowed to enter or leave the venue, so he wanted to hurry to the exit and wait there. As soon as the competition ended, he would go out and find a place to throw away the things and destroy the evidence.

After sending the message, his heart was pounding and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead again.

He clicked on the other person's profile picture, intending to delete the contact immediately.

Suddenly, a hand reached out from behind him, grabbed his arm, and slammed him against the wall.

The boy was so scared he almost jumped out of his skin. He yelled and his phone fell to the ground with a "thud".

Cheng Yuan was strong; he twisted the boy's arm with one hand and pressed down on his shoulder with the other.

"Who are you? You son of a bitch, let me go!"

The boy struggled violently, but he was as weak as a chicken in front of Cheng Yuan, who had recently become obsessed with fitness. Cheng Yuan did not budge.

Cheng Yuan tested his fitness results in practice: "Hehe, my two months of muscle building were worth it."

He kicked the phone on the ground.

Cheng Yuan used too much force in his attack, and the phone, with its screen still on, flew off the smooth floor at high speed.

"Clatter".

Chi Feifan raised the tip of his shoe and intercepted it perfectly.