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

RAK was already well aware of these two matters, and the announcement didn't cause much of a stir.

After waking up, everyone in the training room went about their business as usual, the keyboards clattering away, a peaceful scene unfolding.

Li Zhi carried the braised pork bibimbap that her aunt had just made to the training room.

The aroma of the food, along with its steam, wafted towards his face. He lowered his head and took a bite, his cheeks bulging.

Just as I was about to push the door open, I heard Liang Shoucheng's desperate questioning voice coming from inside. It was so powerful that the door panel trembled:

"You mean you didn't bring back my three training notes that contain all the essence of HY team's gameplay?"

Li Zhi paused as she pushed the door open, her rice bowl hanging in mid-air, the oily braised pork gravy almost dripping down.

Driven by a strong survival instinct, he took a step back, preparing to quietly retreat back into the restaurant and pretend he had never been there.

Unfortunately, Liang Shoucheng had sharp eyes and locked onto him even from halfway through the training room.

"Lychee, you too! I told you to take it, so why can't you get it back?"

Li Zhi, holding the bowl, awkwardly shifted the blame: "Coach, I'm only responsible for bringing it to the captain. As for bringing it back, that's not my responsibility."

Xie Jichuan chuckled softly beside him, not even lifting his eyelids, his tone nonchalant:

"Yes, it's all my fault."

Liang Shoucheng was so angry at their perfunctory attitude that his glasses were trembling, and sparks flew from his eyes behind the lenses.

Jiang Xingle quickly jumped in to smooth things over, smiling broadly as he tried to smooth things over:

"It's okay, it's okay, the match is coming up soon anyway, even if we win it back we won't be able to watch the whole thing, right? Hahaha..."

He was genuinely smiling.

It's good that you forgot to bring it; if you forgot to bring it, you don't have to watch it.

But as he smiled, it turned into a dry, bitter smile.

Jiang Xingle stared in disbelief as Liang Shoucheng calmly turned around and opened an electronic document on the projector.

The dense text rained down, relentlessly attacking his already atrophied learning brain.

Cheng Yi turned his head away, unable to bear looking, while Ling Wang silently raised his hand to cover his eyes.

Seeing that he had subdued five rascals in one move, Liang Shoucheng pushed up his glasses with satisfaction, his tone tinged with smugness:

"You guys are all smirking like crazy. You think you can skip studying just because River wasn't here? I'll give you twenty minutes to eat, then you can all concentrate on studying."

The five of them spent a very long three hours.

Liang Shoucheng discussed HY's drafting logic, vision control, and then extended the discussion to the psychological warfare between the players.

They were only released and allowed to train freely after he drank the last drop of water from his thermos.

As soon as Jiang Xingle returned to her computer, she slumped back in her chair and muttered to herself:

"Old Liang is really good at talking... He kept talking until almost two o'clock."

He rubbed his throbbing temples, feeling as if the knowledge in his mind was overflowing to the tips of his hair.

Having caught the key words, Li Zhi instantly shook off her listless state from the lecture, her eyes lit up, and she turned to look at Xie Jichuan:

"Two points, don't forget to send Dashan the 1v1 link."

Seeing his smug, almost gossipy expression, Xie Jichuan's eyes held a lazy smile:

"Don't worry, he'll come," he said confidently.

After all, Da Shan was so eager to prove himself, and after holding back his resentment for two whole years, he certainly wouldn't let this opportunity slip by.

Li Zhixin turned back to her computer with satisfaction and first added Xie Jichuan's alternate game account, which she had prepared to use to challenge Dashan, as a friend.

Then, precisely at 2 PM, the live stream started.

Since he joined RAK, the popularity of his live stream has only increased. As soon as he started the live stream, the barrage of comments flooded in within a minute, and the number of online viewers instantly soared to tens of thousands.

"Honey, you might as well go back to being a live streamer. At least you could stream for us every day."

[The person upstairs has changed their tune. Didn't they always say he was my husband? Ever since Lychee turned on the camera, everyone's calling him your husband now.]

The world of those who value appearance is so simple and pure.

Are you still turning on the camera today?

Li Zhi replied, "No, it's an entertainment live stream today, purely for spectators."

After saying that, he opened the battle history of the newly added alt account, found the spectator button, and clicked on it.

Who is this person?

[What kind of status do they have? They need Lychee, the god of gaming, to give them pointers in a 1v1 match?]

Wait, this guy looks like he's playing jungle. Is our streamer, this jungler, getting some pointers too?

Li Zhi's brow twitched, and she swiftly and decisively kicked the account that posted that comment out of the chat, showing cold-blooded ruthlessness.

"You're the bastard. Bastards aren't allowed to watch live streams. Focus on living."

In the game, the two players have already reached their respective towers and started laning.

Dashan logged in using a previously unknown, alt account.

At first glance, it seems like an ordinary solo match, but upon closer inspection, there are intricacies to it all.

The comments section is already buzzing with activity.

[Wow...who are these two? Their hand speed is comparable to that of professional players.]

Can I say this? The laning style of the blue team's Owl is just like River's...

[I agree with the comment above. But this guy on the other side, I don't think I've ever seen him in the esports scene before.]

Li Zhi glanced at this comment and silently replied in her mind, "Of course I've never seen it."

After all, DaShan started playing the top lane when he debuted in WPL, and hasn't touched the jungle position in the past few seasons.

On the screen, the two players were using the same hero and were facing off in a mirror match, but the difference in their playstyles was immediately apparent.

Xie Jichuan's positioning was precise. Every exchange of blows was timed to coincide with Dashan's last-hitting moments. He was neither greedy nor overextended, and he managed to lower Dashan's health bar just right.

Dashan was clearly more impatient, and his several proactive attacks were all tinged with a probing intent to kill, attempting to get a solo kill online.

Two attempts, both unsuccessful.

Da Shan's owl unconsciously took two steps back, and his finishing blows were noticeably missed.

Although it's only a difference of a few minions, in this level of matchup, it's enough to illustrate the point:

He panicked.

As Li Zhi watched Da Shan shrink back, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and she tapped her fingertips lightly twice on the table.

The live stream chat was still flooded with comments, but he had no time to pay attention to them; his eyes were fixed on the figure of Lan Fangxiao on the screen.

Xie Jichuan continued to press the line slowly and steadily, each step taken with composure and certainty, as if he were playing a fish that had already taken the bait.

After Da Shan's failed attempt to kill Xie Jichuan once again, Li Zhi finally couldn't help but laugh out loud:

"Although this person is very bloodthirsty, his methods are very kind; he doesn't kill a single person."

[Vision: I was playing a game by myself, and it felt like he was insulting me. Streamer, I hate you.]

[Host, are you saying something nice or bad?]

[Lychee: I have no obligation to say nice things about a damaged bag.]

[Host, aren't you being a little too modest with your words?]

The comments section was buzzing with activity, and before Li Zhi could even glance at them, the first kill announcement for the 1v1 match popped up:

"First Blood!"

Xie Jichuan, controlling the owl that still had half a tube of blood left, stepped on the mountain's corpse twice before leaving with satisfaction.