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

After breakfast, Song Bo succinctly announced today's schedule:

"WPL started taking official team photos today, and our team was scheduled for the afternoon, so we'll take advantage of the morning to do a pre-match blessing ceremony."

Li Zhi froze, the milk straw in her hand sticking out crookedly, and looked up with a blank expression:

"Pray... pray for blessings?"

Xie Jichuan took the carton of milk from his hand, inserted the straw for him, and then put it back in his hand.

"It is said that before each season begins, all the WPL teams in China have to go to a temple to pray."

This was also his first time doing something like this. After thinking for two seconds, he thought, "Like a launch ceremony before filming a TV series?"

Li Zhi naturally took the milk, took a sip, and nodded knowingly: "Oh."

He understood and started burning incense.

Song Bo took a megaphone upstairs to wake Cheng Yi and Jiang Xingle up, while Ling Wang went to the base entrance to pick up the team uniform that had been delivered by courier that morning.

The people at the table gradually left, and the air became quiet for a moment.

Li Zhi was lost in thought for a while, and when he came to his senses, he found Xie Jichuan resting his chin on his hand and looking at him.

Her gaze wasn't intense; it was even somewhat languid, as if she wasn't thinking about anything and was simply looking at him.

Li Zhi's ears burned. She met the Alpha's gaze for a second, then quickly looked away and started a conversation:

"But don't we need to play in the qualifying rounds? Can the new team directly compete in the WPL?"

Logically, a new team should start from the city tournament, climb up step by step, reach the secondary league, and then enter the WPL professional league.

Xie Jichuan didn't miss Li Zhi's pink ear tips, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly, his tone carrying a hint of pleasure:

"The boss just bought the seats outright."

Only then did Li Zhi gain a true understanding of their legendary nouveau riche boss.

Just as he was about to ask a few more questions out of curiosity, a rustling sound came from the doorway.

Ling Wang returned carrying a stack of express delivery boxes.

A large stack of boxes wobbled precariously, almost covering his head. Only a small part of his forehead and two hands were visible as he walked very carefully.

Li Zhi quickly went over to help, taking the top few boxes while muttering helplessly:

"You unlucky kid, why didn't you ask for help?"

Ling Wang pursed his lips and remained silent.

Although he really wanted to fit in, he didn't know why, after Song Bo left, he felt like he had become the most superfluous person at the table.

One was daydreaming, the other was staring at someone, and nobody noticed him at all.

He had no choice but to go pick up the package alone, with no one paying attention to him.

Although there were many delivery boxes, they were all filled with team uniforms and weren't very heavy.

"Wow, is this a new team uniform? Let me see what it looks like."

Jiang Xingle jumped down the stairs, darted into the living room in a few steps, pushed aside Ling Wang who was blocking her way, and eagerly started to open the package.

Ling Wang, who had been pushed aside, paused, his lips pursing almost imperceptibly.

He felt ostracized.

This realization precisely hurt his desire to fit in with the group.

Ling Wang thought for half a second without expression, then took a long stride and stood calmly in the center of the crowd.

He wouldn't allow himself to be an outsider.

Xie Jichuan: "..."

He turned his head to look at the person who had forcibly squeezed between him and Li Zhi, and whose expression was sacred as if they were completing some kind of mission, and fell silent.

Jiang Xingle arrived in a hurry and had no tools. He tried to pry open the tightly sealed tape on the express box with his hands for a long time but failed, and he kept groaning in frustration.

Just as Li Zhi was about to turn around to find a small knife, an arm reached out from the side.

His arms were full of power, with well-defined and smooth muscles, and the veins on his forearms were slightly bulging. He snatched the crumpled express box from Jiang Xingle's hand.

The next second, there was a "rip" sound.

The express box was as flimsy as paper; it was easily torn open in the middle, revealing the inner packaging bag.

Cheng Yi casually pulled out the neatly folded team uniform from inside, glanced at the ID on the back, and handed it to Li Zhi:

"Lychee's."

Li Zhi took it and, through the transparent packaging bag, saw a line of neatly embroidered words on the black and pink fabric:

RAK-Lychee.

The team logo is exquisitely embroidered and three-dimensional, with fine stitches that gleam subtly against a black background.

Li Zhi looked down at the line of words, and her nose suddenly felt a little sore.

He hugged the team uniform to his chest, his voice muffled: "Thank you."

Cheng Yichong gave him a simple, honest smile, then turned around and, urged repeatedly by Jiang Xingle, began violently destroying the remaining express delivery boxes.

I really need to start playing professionally again.

As Li Zhi touched the team uniform in her hand, this realization became clearer than ever before.

He looked down at his brand-new black and pink coat, and his heart suddenly felt lighter.

The team uniform is new, and he also needs to shed his slump of the past two years and become a brand new RAK-Lychee.

My cheek was suddenly touched.

The warmth of her fingertips pressed gently against her skin. Li Zhi snapped out of her daze, turned her head, and met Xie Jichuan's gaze.

Alpha had put on a jacket at some point, and the black and pink color scheme looked perfectly natural on him.

With broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs, her fair skin contrasts beautifully with the dark fabric, creating a sharp yet unapproachable cool vibe.

"What are you standing there for?" Xie Jichuan withdrew his finger, a smile playing on his lips. "Won't our RAK-Lychee try on their new team uniforms?"

On the other side, Jiang Xingle was making a huge scene:

"Why didn't anyone tell me the team uniforms were pink? What would I, a dignified Alpha, look like wearing pink? Don't I have any dignity?"

Then came Cheng Yi's dissatisfied voice: "I suggested pink, so what? Want to see who's more 'cool'?"

Stunned by the enormous biceps, Jiang Xingle fell silent.

Three seconds later, he silently began to put on the black and pink coat.

Li Zhi felt even more cheerful as she was caught up in the lively atmosphere.

He unpacked the package, put on his coat, straightened his collar, and then looked up at Xie Jichuan:

"How is it? Is the size right?"

Xie Jichuan's gaze swept over his shoulder, down his side, and finally returned to those bright, sparkling eyes. He nodded.

"It's very beautiful."

If it weren't for the other three people, the matching outfits would be even more perfect.

However, Xie Jichuan did not say it.

The other four teammates had already put them on, and Ling Wang immediately put them on without any hesitation.

The five people instantly formed a team.

Song Bo leaned on the second-floor railing, smiling as he held up his phone:

"Kids, look at the camera, let's take our first group photo."

With a soft "click," five smiling faces were captured in the photograph.

Song Bo looked at the photo several times, seemingly reluctant to put it down, and exclaimed:

"This is youth..."

He had barely started when he saw fragments of delivery boxes scattered all over the ground in the photos.

My temples were throbbing, and I started shouting through a megaphone:

"A few brats are tearing the house apart! The cleaning lady just left before breakfast, so she should clean it up properly!"