Esports world champion, debuted as the center of a talent show

No one present paid attention to the items on the table behind them, including Jiang Zhiyu, who had his back to his table, and the fans whose attention was focused on the three of them.

Only a very few comments were submerged in the sea of ​​comments:

- [What is that box of medicine?]

- [Why does this medicine box packaging look so familiar?]

Clutching three daily journals, Mi Lan turned and sat back down next to Jiang Zhiyu, gently nudging his arm. She shook the journals in her hand and smiled at the camera: "Come on, next activity, we'll read each other's daily journals. I'll read Zhiyu's first."

Jiang Zhiyu was certain that his notes were extremely boring. He glanced at the table and let his mind wander.

Mi Lan opened the notebook, looked at the beautiful handwriting in a slightly cursive style, and raised an eyebrow in surprise: "Your handwriting is very beautiful."

He carefully checked the notebook to make sure there was nothing inappropriate to display before turning it over to show Jiang Zhiyu's handwriting to the camera.

- [Jiang Zhiyu's handwriting is surprisingly wild! I thought, given his personality, it would be a child's handwriting, carefully written stroke by stroke.]

-【Such beautiful handwriting!】

Mi Lan flipped the notebook back over, cleared her throat, and began to read:

"Today was pretty uneventful. After dinner, I stared blankly at the mirror in the practice room and realized that one of my eyelashes had fallen out."

The clouds outside the window moved slowly, and the theme song in my headphones was playing on repeat because the production team only had one song on this phone.

Today's vegetable salad was also terrible, but they said I've gained weight, okay.

Fortunately, practicing the theme song and losing weight were both very effective.

After reading it, Mi Lan and Lin Sen couldn't help but burst out laughing, and even the staff off-camera were trying their best to suppress their laughter.

Jiang Zhiyu looked around blankly, wondering what was wrong with them.

"Seriously, this is the first time I've ever seen someone write such a wonderful daily journal. You're so interesting, Jiang Jiang." Lin Sen laughed a little unrestrainedly, clutching his stomach.

Jiang Zhiyu watched as the two of them burst into uncontrollable laughter. Although he didn't understand why, he couldn't help but laugh along.

The same scenario applies to bullet comments:

-【I can't take it anymore, Jiang Zhiyu is too interesting】

- [I was prepared to hear something like a primary school student's rambling account, but I didn't expect to hear such interesting content, wow!]

[Help! Am I the only one who thinks this is cute? I'm clutching my chest and collapsing!]

- [You're not alone; this contrast is amazing!]

- [Even cuter than a kitten headband is Jiang Zhiyu himself kkk]

"Alright, alright, next up is Zhiyu Nianlinsen."

Jiang Zhiyu took the notes on Lin Sen handed to him by Mi Lan, and slowly began to speak. His voice was not loud, but it was very gentle.

He read Lin Sen's daily journal entries, and Lin Sen read Mi Lan's. Both of them wrote very ordinary narratives, recording things in chronological order without much ups and downs. But it was precisely this relaxed content that became particularly captivating when Jiang Zhiyu read it aloud.

The screen was flooded with comments almost instantly, all praising his pleasant voice.

- [It's like listening to a radio drama!]

- [Because the voice was so pleasant to listen to, I completely lost the ability to understand the content...]

- [My brother, Vision, tells me a bedtime story]

- [I'm hopeless. I was just reading something from my diary, and I actually found it to be a wonderful dream.]

-【No way! He's only 17!】

He himself didn't react much. He lowered his eyes, paused for half a second after reading a sentence, and then continued with the next sentence with a calm expression.

"Alright, let's say goodbye to our fans one last time and then we'll wrap this up."

An hour passed in the blink of an eye, and as the countdown to the live stream was about to end, a staff member gave a reminder off-camera.

Mi Lan waved to the camera: "That's all for today's live stream. We have other plans, so we'll chat with you all again next time~"

Lin Sen waved back, and Jiang Zhiyu nodded slightly, his voice gentle: "See you next time."

Only after the camera went completely dark and the staff began packing up the equipment did the three of them breathe a sigh of relief and get up to tidy up their things.

Mi Lan then remembered the vitamin pillbox she had casually placed on the table when she got her daily journal. She quickly picked it up and stuffed it back into Jiang Zhiyu's drawer, muttering, "I almost forgot to put it back. Luckily, I didn't lose it."

Jiang Zhiyu glanced at it, his back stiffening slightly. He recalled the comments from fans during the live stream and realized that not many people had noticed the medicine box. So he said softly, "It's nothing."

Next up was the recording of an e-sports variety show. As he walked with the staff to the studio, Jiang Zhiyu already looked a little tired.

The staff also felt that his schedule was too full today. Seeing Jiang Zhiyu's somewhat dejected face, they couldn't bear it and said to comfort him, "Zhiyu, hang in there a little longer, this is the last event."

Jiang Zhiyu nodded and strode into the recording studio.

This e-sports variety show is ostensibly about e-sports interaction, but in reality, it's all about capitalizing on the buzz surrounding RXG's world championship win this year.

Zeroers has long been the game with the largest market share in the world, and the ZPL World League has always been the most popular e-sports competition in the world. This time, the victory of the domestic team has made the game even more popular in China.

Therefore, during this period, various entertainment marketing companies have come up with all sorts of ways to piggyback on the popularity of "Zero" (or similar titles), ZPL, RXG, and River.

Hong Liu naturally wouldn't let this opportunity pass. He invited ten trainees in one go, divided them into two teams, and played 5v5 custom room battles. Jiang Zhiyu, as a guest handpicked by the director, was assigned to one of the teams.

The lights on the recording set were so bright they were blinding. Jiang Zhiyu looked around and realized that the only person he recognized was Wei Shuang.

The camera was focused on everyone, and the trainees were all impeccably made up. They kept talking to the camera, constantly mentioning River and RXG, calling their idols "idols" with such sincerity, as if they were afraid the camera wouldn't capture them.

Jiang Zhiyu pulled up the hood of his hoodie, revealing a few tufts of fluffy hair and delicate eyebrows and eyes. He silently chose a gaming chair, sat down, and waited for the recording to begin.

The trainees' pre-competition interviews are still ongoing, and the trainee closest to him is talking boastfully.

"Yeah, I'm a long-time R-God fan. I've been following him since his youth training days, and I always thought he'd win the championship... Haha, actually, my friend knows the manager of RXG, and he introduced me to R-God before. ...What position do I want to play today? Assault, of course! I want to carry on R-God's legacy!"

Jiang Zhiyu, who was forced to hear everything from the side, was a little uneasy because "R God" himself did not actually have a so-called youth training period, and he did not know this trainee. In fact, there was no "assault" position in "Zeroing Out"; that title belonged to another game.

He imagined what the consequences would be if this passage were broadcast in its entirety, and silently closed his eyes.

He's not some saint; his life motto is to respect the fate of others and mind your own business.

"Tsk—"

At this moment, Jiang Zhiyu heard an undisguised click of the tongue. He turned his head and saw Wei Shuang with a cold face. He stared at the trainee who was still laughing happily during the interview, his golden hair showing a cold expression that said "I am very angry".

Jiang Zhiyu, unaware of what Wei Shuang was angry about, quietly moved his gaming chair a little further away.