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

"I'm never going to say anything to this kid about playing games again."

Ms. Lu and Mr. Qin sat on the sofa, with the Survivor Finals being broadcast live globally on the TV screen in front of them.

Seeing Qin Yi leaning on Chi Feifan's shoulder in front of everyone on the screen, Ms. Lu was moved and raised her hand to gently fan her eyes.

Seeing that Qin finally showed a rare hint of appreciation, he nodded and said, "He only acts like a serious person when he's playing games."

He was stunned for a moment after he finished speaking.

They used to think playing video games was frivolous, but they never expected that combining games with Qin Yi would actually create a positive outcome.

"Captain, Brother Chi! Come up here quickly!"

The Hawk team members on stage waved to them.

"The national flag is about to be raised!"

Qin Yi released Chi Feifan, turned around and replied, "Coming."

As Qin Yi walked onto the stage, he inexplicably remembered something from his junior high school days.

At that time, the game Survivor had just become popular in China. Qin Yi had just come into contact with the game and found it quite fun after playing it for a while. He often went to the internet cafe behind the school to go online.

At first, Qin Yi had no intention of playing professionally, and he didn't even know that there were competitions in this game. He just used it as a tool for relaxation and entertainment.

One evening after school, the internet cafe owner was slurping noodles while watching the Survivor Grand Finals live. Because China was relatively new to the game, there weren't many teams playing Survivor, and their skill level couldn't compare to those from Europe, America, and Korea who were among the first to play.

When Qin Yi went to buy instant noodles, he stood to the side and watched for a while. After searching for a long time, all he saw were foreigners, so he asked the shopkeeper what the Chinese team's name was.

The boss chuckled and looked at Qin Yi with a hint of mockery: "The Chinese team? Without the Chinese team in the finals, we won't even get a ticket to the finals."

Qin Yi simply gave a light "Oh," and without any hesitation, pulled up a stool, sat down next to him, ate instant noodles, and started watching the game.

Chen Yangyang carefully unfolded the national flag with the staff. This national flag was specially made and was very large, enough for several people to drape over their shoulders.

Qin Yi stood in the middle with his arm around Chi Feifan's shoulder.

The national flag was light and bright, but Chi Feifan felt a heavy weight on his shoulders.

When the national anthem played, the entire audience stood in solemn silence. At that moment, everyone present, regardless of whether they were Hawk fans or not, stood up as long as they were Chinese.

The high-flying, unfurled flags rose slowly to the strains of a march.

This is more than just a game.

The overhead lights were a bit blinding, and Chi Feifan struggled to open his eyes, staring at the flag.

He never sought recognition from others, nor did he crave applause or flowers. His reason for buying and investing in Hawk was simple: he wanted to work together with a group of people he cared about to accomplish something meaningful.

If I had known many years ago that I would one day accomplish something so significant, perhaps I would be proud of him now.

"When everyone thought Hawk's peak was over and his glory days were over, little did they know that Hawk was already prepared to usher in a new era. Two consecutive championships in the finals is a milestone in the history of the survivors."

The narrator spoke with great passion: "Only you yourselves know how hard the training is, but what I want to say is that the people who truly support you will not come running when you are at your peak, nor will they leave when you are at your lowest point."

"Raise the trophy, Hawk! Go and turn the page on your new chapter!"

Suddenly, the sound of cannons exploding rang out in the stadium, and as the heavy trophy was lifted, golden rain began to fall from above.

Jiang Wei took photos non-stop with her phone in the audience, while Ji Nan cupped her hands to her mouth and cheered.

*

After the competition, Hawk, as the champion, had a series of interviews waiting for him.

However, Chen Yangyang searched for a long time in the crowd: "Where's Qin Yi?"

Yu Xingchen blushed with joy, then replied, "The captain said he's going to the restroom first."

Chen Yangyang looked around again, feeling a throbbing pain in her temples: "Chi Feifan went too?"

At this moment, Yu Xingchen still didn't realize something was wrong: "Uh..."

In the backstage dressing room, Qin Yi casually closed the door behind him.

Chi Feifan's head was pressed down, his breath was plundered, and he staggered back two steps, his lower back hitting a table in the lounge piled with various backpacks.

Qin Yi skillfully pried open their teeth and turned his head to deepen the kiss.

Footsteps could be heard passing by from time to time in the corridor. Chi Feifan raised his hand and placed it on Qin Yi's shoulder, trying to push him away. However, the other party noticed his intention to resist and not only did not let go, but also bit his lip as punishment.

Chi Feifan was bitten and his eyes involuntarily reddened: "Qin Yi, are you a dog? Are you a pervert?!"

The couple's rings in his pocket felt heavy; he just wanted to find a quiet, secluded place to surprise Qin Yi.

Who would block someone in the locker room and kiss them as soon as they win a game? Besides, people outside could come in at any time.

Chi Feifan caught a whiff of floral fragrance and his eyelashes fluttered.

Qin Yi smiled and released a little pheromone, his face not flushing or his heart skipping a beat: "Pervert? I'm just here to collect my reward after winning the championship."

A memory from the night the Asian qualifiers ended flashed through Chi Feifan's mind—

"If we win the finals, does the boss have any 'special' rewards?"

"What do you mean? What does 'special' mean?"

"It's a reward in bed."

……

"Wait, I haven't decided yet." Chi Feifan hurriedly grabbed Qin Yi's hand that was on his waist.

Qin Yi said in a low voice, "I'll help you think of it."

Chi Feifan's breathing trembled. Finding that grabbing his hand was useless, he instead gripped Qin Yi's arm tightly: "Let's go back and talk about it later. Move aside first."

Qin Yi's phone started vibrating wildly; without even looking, he knew it was Chen Yangyang calling looking for someone.

Qin Yi then managed to step back a little.

"By the way, you called me over saying you had something important to tell me, what is it?"

Chi Feifan met the expectation in Qin Yi's eyes.

What's going on? He didn't seem to say whether the important thing was good or bad. What is this person expecting?

But the audience inside the venue was gradually leaving, and it was very noisy outside. Qin Yi also had to go record a post-match interview soon.

Before Chi Feifan could think it through, he reached into his pocket and touched the hard ring box. He was about to take the box out.

"The joy of winning the championship is temporary, but the mental damage Qin Yi caused me will last a lifetime!" Chen Yangyang cursed as he walked towards the lounge, slamming the door open.

Chi Feifan forcefully stuffed the half-empty item back into place.

Chen Yangyang unleashed a barrage of criticism on Qin Yi: "I knew you were faking it when you said you were going to the bathroom! Hurry up and put on your team uniform and come with me!"

Qin Yi glanced at Chi Feifan's pocket out of the corner of his eye, then glanced at Chi Feifan's expression.

Chi Feifan coughed dryly, then stiffly opened his mouth: "You record the interview first."