[Esports] Team Leader Xie, your mid laner is causing trouble again.

[A complete history of modern China begins with the Song Dynasty after the Tang Dynasty.]

[It's alright, looks like he just got tired from yelling at people a couple of times, that's all.]

[Just copying this copy is enough for you? Do these idiots even understand that RAK is playing against last season's Autumn Season and Challenge Cup champions today?]

In other words, for a newly emerged team to be able to compete with UUC to this extent is already a very good achievement.

I understand everything you're saying, but it still hurts so much... It was so close...

[There's still one life left. What if RAK manages to win four consecutive games and make it to the finals, and then, after a series of intense battles, takes home the championship?]

If that's the case, then RAK, cook me two more dishes.

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The nanny van was completely silent on the way back.

The streetlights outside the window swept past one by one, their warm yellow light casting flowing shadows through the glass inside the carriage, but no one spoke.

Two consecutive defeats to UUC left the five players somewhat discouraged.

Xie Jichuan looked down at his phone, where a message from Chi Lie popped up on the screen.

[Chi Lie: How was it? Getting utterly thrashed by your brother didn't feel good, did it?]

[Chi Lie: I told you long ago that the championship was ours, so are you convinced now?]

Xie Jichuan tapped the edge of the screen lightly with his fingertip, then clicked his tongue and ignored it.

After turning off the phone, I turned my head to look at my surroundings.

Li Zhi hasn't said a word since the match ended.

After getting on the bus, he pulled up the hood of his oversized hoodie to cover his face and leaned against the seat between the seat and the window.

The brim of his hat was pulled low, covering most of his face, revealing only his slightly taut chin, and he looked as quiet as if he were asleep.

Xie Jichuan stared at him for two seconds and judged from the frequency of his breathing that the man was not asleep.

Then he reached out and gently took Li Zhi's hand, which was resting on her knee, and held it in his palm.

Li Zhi was wide awake, using the darkness to sort out her chaotic thoughts.

With the hat obstructing the view, the sense of touch becomes especially clear.

He felt Xie Jichuan squeeze and rub his hand twice, his fingertips caressing his knuckles and the base of his thumb, carrying a little warmth.

He thought the man was just holding his hand, but the next second his palm was suddenly flattened.

Her fingertips gently touched his palm, causing a slight tickle, and slowly traced each stroke of her fingertips across his hand.

Li Zhi was stunned for two seconds before he realized that Xie Jichuan was writing on his hand.

He held his breath and focused on feeling every mark that landed in his palm.

He wrote very slowly, as if afraid that he wouldn't recognize it.

"Baby, you're amazing! Be confident!"

Alpha's fingertips were warm and dry, and every stroke was gentle.

Li Zhi's nose suddenly stung with tears.

I opened my eyes wide in the darkness, hoping the rising moisture would evaporate quickly.

He gripped the fingertip that hadn't yet retracted, then shook Xie Jichuan's palm.

He then pulled Alpha's entire arm into his own, hugging him tightly like a koala hugging a tree trunk.

He rubbed his face under the hat, secretly finding the location of Xie Jichuan's gland and pressing it against it.

He lingered for two seconds in the calming scent of peppermint liqueur before leaning close to Alpha's ear and whispering:

"it is good."

Upon arriving at the base, Song Bo busied himself ordering food from the restaurant to soothe the boys' frustrated mood.

Liang Shoucheng didn't say much, only briefly telling everyone to reflect on their actions when they got back, and then the group dispersed.

There's usually no debriefing session on the night after a match. Everyone went back to their rooms and waited for Song Bo to come for dinner before calling them.

Li Zhi took a quick shower, and before her hair was even completely dry, Song Bo brought her dinner.

He took the lunchbox, thanked him, and went straight upstairs to open the door to the training room.

However, before I could even enter the game, the training room door was pushed open again.

Xie Jichuan stood at the door: "I knew it was you when I saw the lights on in the training room."

He walked over, gently patted the little green-haired boy's head, and was about to say something when he was interrupted.

"Trust me, I can manage my emotions."

Li Zhi looked up at him, her gaze calm, without sadness or forced hardness. "Go back and rest."

Xie Jichuan paused for two seconds. Li Zhi's words meant that he was indeed capable of handling things on his own.

He smiled helplessly yet proudly, feeling both gratified and a little empty inside.

She didn't insist on staying any longer, but simply raised her hand and pushed the still-covered box of rice towards Kurichi:

"It's not that I don't trust you, it's just that we need to eat first."

Xie Jichuan sat to the side to supervise him until he finished eating, and then took the empty lunchbox and got up to leave.

After the footsteps faded away, Li Zhi took a deep breath, logged into her smurf account, and started matchmaking for the Masters tournament.

The lights in the training room stayed on until 3 a.m.

Scrolling down the battle records page by page, they were all Ye Ling, the MVP of the gold-medal mage every single game.

The next day, after lunch, we began to review the proceedings.

Liang Shoucheng, with a serious expression, pointed to the match replay on the big screen:

"Yesterday I told you to go back and reflect on your actions. Now, each of you should give a report."

During the debriefing, there is absolutely no leniency; even the smallest mistake will be repeatedly brought up until it is completely corrected.

Cheng Yi clutched his pink notebook: "I played very passively in several games, unable to find a way to initiate team fights."

Ling Wang was also very nervous: "We didn't manage the positioning of our damage dealers well, and we were eliminated first in several team fights, leaving the team without a main damage dealer."

Jiang Xingle trembled: "We let our guard down because Gu Chen had vision, and we didn't scout out the enemy jungler's location."

Xie Jichuan: "That dragon-opening move was a mistake; it would have been better to just push the tower directly."

Everyone shared what they considered their biggest mistake, and all eyes turned to Li Zhi, who hadn't spoken yet.

If this had happened last night, Li Zhi might have hesitated and had doubts, but at this moment, Omega's eyes were full of determination:

"I shouldn't have doubted my skills because of external criticism, I shouldn't have given up on key output points, and I shouldn't have chosen to play the role of a coward and play the safe role when the team needed someone to carry the team."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone around him fell silent.

That's as if playing Ye Ling in the last game guarantees a 100% win.

Jiang Xingle looked over in surprise, feeling both astonished and convinced that Li Zhi's words made perfect sense.

But kid, you're pretty arrogant, aren't you?