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

This move, however, provoked a backlash from some viewers in the live chat.

In just ten minutes, Li Zhi's document filled an entire page.

The punishments mentioned above include, but are not limited to, inserting an umbrella into one's buttocks and opening it, putting mosquitoes in a mosquito net to sleep, replacing toilet paper with large spicy chips, growing 81 hemorrhoids, and so on.

This is just too evil; even "The King of Hell's Notes" can't adequately describe this document.

[Satan's Notes.]

[Satan's Promax Notes.]

Li Zhicai reluctantly stopped until Xie Jichuan returned after making the call.

Xie Jichuan glanced down at Li Zhi's screen and remained silent for two seconds.

The live stream was on, and the comments were flying around on the right. He silently asked with his eyes: Are you live streaming?

Li Zhi nodded: "Yes, but the microphone isn't on. You can still speak."

Xie Jichuan sat down next to Li Zhi, casually plugged in his peripherals, and said as he turned on the computer:

"Shi Kai just called to say that the person has deleted the post and apologized."

He glanced at Li Zhi and said, "He's still a minor. I doubt that reporting him to the police for spreading rumors will result in any punishment."

Li Zhi clicked her tongue regretfully: "Fine, he got off easy."

Xie Jichuan patted his head and pressed his palm down on the top of his head: "But UUC is already preparing to fire him. He has a bad heart, and keeping him in the base would be a disaster."

As he spoke, he opened the game client, turned his head to look at me, and smiled slightly. "Want to duo queue for a couple of games with me? Let's get familiar with the current version beforehand."

"Okay." Li Zhi readily agreed, her hand already on the end-of-stream button. "Then I'll turn off the live stream."

Xie Jichuan raised his hand to stop him: "It's okay, broadcast if you want, nobody knows about this alternate account of mine."

The two teamed up and entered the room, where their two accounts were lit up side by side on the game interface.

One ID is Lychee, and the other is a string of indistinguishable gibberish. The profile picture is also the system default. They blend into a crowd of passersby and no one will notice them.

The comments section was buzzing with excitement first.

Why aren't you playing Master League matches to climb the ranks during this beautiful night? Why are you duo queuing here?

[This is the first time I've seen Lychee duo queue!]

Wow, judging from his usual playstyle, he's a pro jungler.

Honey, when did you get a boyfriend?

What?! My husband's been secretly being a bottom behind our backs?!

The viewers in the chat were all surprised, since Lychee had always played solo since he started streaming, dominating the mid lane all by himself, and they had never seen him team up with anyone.

Xie Jichuan glanced at the chat and smiled with amusement: "Never played duo queue streaming before?"

Li Zhi glared at him: "Don't you watch my live streams every day? How could you not know?"

Xie Jichuan chuckled: "I just want to hear you say it yourself, that you've only ever duo queued with me."

Li Zhi stubbornly refused to speak.

Xie Jichuan stopped teasing him, since training was the most important thing with the competition approaching.

Although the game has been updated several times, the core gameplay strategy of mid-jungle synergy has not changed much.

The two played a few duo queue games using the most mobile mid laner and jungler combinations in the current version.

They played until 2 a.m.

Cheng Yi had finished training and went upstairs to feed his pets.

Jiang Xingle had just finished a game and was walking out yawning, his eyelids almost drooping.

"Captain, you guys lasted way too long. Let's finish this and go back to rest."

The two players in the duo were oblivious, still engrossed in their battle.

On the contrary, Ling Wang suddenly became anxious.

His teammates had all finished and disembarked, so he should hurry up and leave too.

His game was just starting to develop, and with a swift and decisive combo, he ended the match.

Then he grabbed his coat and hurriedly left the training room, his figure disappearing at the end of the corridor.

Twenty minutes later, Xie Jichuan and Li Zhi's game finally came to an end.

"That's enough for now," Xie Jichuan's voice was slightly hoarse from staying up all night, "We'll continue tomorrow."

Li Zhi stretched her slightly sore wrists and responded.

He exited the game, closed the miscellaneous windows, and habitually glanced at the live stream interface. He was about to click the end-of-stream button when he paused.

It was almost 3 a.m., and theoretically, there should only be a couple of thousand people still watching his live stream.

But at this moment, a number that left him completely bewildered was displayed on the screen.

10+ people are watching the live stream.

The comments scrolled across the screen like a waterfall, so fast that it was impossible to read what each one was saying.

Li Zhi: "...?"

Did he miss something?

Why would a live stream at 3 a.m. have 100,000 viewers?

He didn't mention queuing up to receive eggs during the live stream.

The professionalism of a live streamer immediately put Li Zhi on alert.

He didn't panic and turn off the live stream, nor did he rush to see what the comments were saying. Instead, he first opened the main moderator's information.

The main administrator's profile picture has a red unread mark, indicating that there are many messages, the earliest of which was sent about half an hour ago.

At that time, he was engrossed in playing with Xie Jichuan, his attention completely focused on the game, and he didn't notice the flashing message notification in the lower right corner at all.

[Moderator: Bro, where are you? (crying loudly) (crying loudly) (crying loudly)]

[Moderator: The player you're duoing with plays too much like River. River's toxic fans are rebelling again, saying you're still deliberately creating a shipping stunt and have been massively attacking you.]

[Moderator: Even the post that was deleted today has been brought up again, with claims that an insider revealed that you forced the poster to delete the post and apologize.]

[Moderator: Bro, say something! (crying loudly) (crying loudly)]

Seeing that the argument was still about the same thing, Li Zhi breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought it was something huge, but it turned out to be the same old story.

[Lychee: I was playing a game and didn't see the message. It's a minor issue. I'll end the stream now. You can go to sleep.]

After posting, he glanced at the comments section.

The barrage of comments can no longer be described as "noisy"; it's downright chaotic and overwhelming.

The professional trolls and online trolls from the forum were clearly organized and premeditated. They spammed the screen at an absurd speed, one message after another, drowning out the comments of normal viewers in this sea of ​​insults.

The words were vicious and sarcastic, scrolling rapidly across the screen like a swarm of buzzing flies.

Li Zhi stared at it for two seconds.

A warm, large hand reached out from the side and gently covered his eyes.

His palms were dry and warm, his knuckles distinct, covering up those offensive words.

At the same time, the refreshing scent of mint liqueur wafted out and gently brushed against Kurichi's cheek.

"Don't look."