Xiao Hai’s words made Damao fall into deep thought.
Indeed, besides the previous jungler Shen Siniang, every member of GI is a top-tier player in the national server.
Now that they’ve only changed junglers, the new jungler’s performance has been commendable but not outstanding. How can they revitalize the entire GI team?
On the other hand, the CEO felt the pressure from his thanks and decided to avoid the enemy, focusing on developing slowly.
From time to time, the icon of Thanks appeared on the mini-map, either farming the jungle or last-hitting minions.
Su Heng also guessed Thanks’ intentions and wouldn’t let him have his way.
She casually sneaked over to steal the enemy’s blue buff and quietly said, “The next dragon is the fire dragon; Thanks should head down to collect the lane. We can’t let him develop so comfortably. Sun He and Lao Yu should go down to ambush him and kill him to help me take the dragon. Zhou Lingxing, hold off the snake girl.”
Shen Jianian watched Su Heng’s figure from below the stage, and the tension that had been building in her heart finally eased.
Sun He’s decision was not wrong, and she hadn’t wasted her breath.
She was the person they were looking for.
Thinking this, Shen Jianian took off her headphones, her fingers itching.
She handed the headphones to a staff member beside her, then pulled out a cigarette box from her suit pocket and stepped outside.
The staff member, seeing her leave, asked in confusion, “Why are you leaving? Aren’t you the coach?”
Shen Jianian turned her head, smiling confidently, “In a match that’s already a sure win, there’s no need to keep watching.”
Except for the still astonished staff, no one noticed Shen Jianian’s departure.
The second half of the game progressed rapidly, with only Su Heng’s uninterrupted voice in the headphones of the GI members.
“Sun He engages.”
“Wait for the weapon to E in before going in.”
“Lao Yu’s shield is saved for Ice’s ultimate.”
“Attack the snake girl.”
“Sun He uses his ultimate to disrupt their formation.”
“Big dragon.”
“Attack the blind monk.”
“Retreat.”
“Don’t rush; first, destroy the three lanes of crystals.”
When Su Heng’s screen displayed the word “Victory,”
the lights on the stage began to flash again, and waves of screams erupted from the audience.
Su Heng took off her headphones and stared blankly at the screen.
After a while, Zhou Lingxing patted her.
“Let’s go, handshake.”
Su Heng raised her eyes to look at the crowd of spectators below, then at the five opponents who looked dejected after their defeat, and her teammates beside her who were standing up with smiles.
So this is their world.
No, from this moment on, this place has also become her world.
Su Heng struggled to contain her somewhat tumultuous emotions.
Following Zhou Lingxing, she shook hands with each of the five opponents.
Thanks had a somewhat grim expression, tightening his grip on Su Heng’s hand: “I thought GI had invited a powerful player, but in the end, it was just a free win.”
Su Heng maintained her expression, offering no comment.
It was Zhou Lingxing who spoke up: “Whether she’s powerful or not isn’t for you to decide,” the man glanced at the girl, “the teammates are the ones who have the most say.”
With no more sarcastic words to say, Thanks released his stiff hand from the girl’s grip and turned away.
After shaking hands, the group returned to their computers to pack up their gear. Su Heng didn’t have her own equipment, leaving her at a loose end.
Just as she relaxed, the drowsiness that had just settled in rushed over her, making her droop her eyes.
Seeing this, Zhou Lingxing smiled knowingly and said softly, “There’s nothing else to do now; you can wait in the car.”
Su Heng didn’t insist and nodded obediently before heading down the stage, leaving behind a lively atmosphere.
The post-match MVP interview was set for Sun He.
When Miya found out that the interviewee was Sun He, she breathed a sigh of relief, fearing she might have to interview Su Heng, which wouldn’t look good.
Holding the script, Miya displayed an official smile at Sun He: “God Sun, your performance in this match was truly impressive, especially in those final team fights, where you played a crucial role each time.”
Sun He smiled gently: “It wasn’t just me; it’s mainly because Sleeping directed well.”
Cheers erupted from the audience, and Miya found it hard to continue. If possible, she really didn’t want to mention anything related to that woman.
But the director had already raised a sign where the audience couldn’t see, the handwriting somewhat hasty, clearly written in a rush—“Ask Sleeping.”
Miya bit her lip and said, “Is Sleeping still the jungler and also the shot-caller for the team? I can’t really see it, haha.”
Sun He quickly replied, “Yes, Sleeping’s individual skills are very strong; it’s just that this is her first match, so it’s not very obvious.”
Seeing that she couldn’t avoid the topic about Su Hang, Miya decided to go all out: “But that might not be the case. After all, she’s a female player, so there should still be a lot of controversies, right?”
Sun He glanced over and then looked back at the camera: “Controversies always exist; they won’t increase just because she’s a female player, nor will they decrease just because she’s skilled. On the other hand, the controversies also prove that everyone is paying attention to us, so thank you all.”
Miya felt disdain in her heart; his words sounded grand, but she didn’t see Su Hang’s skills as particularly strong.
She still smiled and asked, “Then, do you think Sleeping is better now than Shen Sian was before?”
Sun He frowned; this question was a bit sharp. After pondering for a moment, he replied, “Whether it’s Shen Sian or Sleeping, both are working hard for our team. There’s no distinction of good or bad here; in terms of operation and awareness, Sleeping does have a slight edge.”
The audience gasped.
But Miya smiled sweeter and said, “Okay, thank you, He Shen, for accepting the interview. Congratulations again to GI for the victory.”
When Sun He and the others got into the car, Su Hang had already fallen into a deep sleep, automatically blocking out all external disturbances.
Unbeknownst to her, a group of netizens had already exploded over Sun He’s words. Fans’ comments under the official Weibo account surged again:
[Sorry, as someone who watched the entire match, I didn’t see Sleeping’s skills and awareness.]
[Let me tell you a joke: Sleeping’s skills and awareness.]
[Winning a match that’s not too difficult, and the tail is already raised high, haha.]
[To be fair, Sleeping’s skills are indeed better than Shen Sian’s, right?]
[To the brother upstairs, didn’t you see that throughout the entire match, the CEO hardly managed her? She didn’t pose a threat to others, and since they didn’t pressure her, of course, she performed better than Shen Sian.]
[What do you mean by Sleeping calling the shots? It’s all pro players here; would they let a newly joined female player call the shots right away?]
[But if Sleeping really was calling the shots throughout the match… it’s not hard to understand why He Shen praised her like that.]
[I don’t know if you noticed, but Sleeping left the stage early after the match; is she anti-social?]
[Yes!!! I saw that too!!]
[She even wore a mask on stage; it’s simply self-destructive.]
[To be honest, I’m a bit curious about what Sleeping looks like.]
[Curious +1]
[+2]
[+10086]
Wave swiped to this point and turned off the phone screen.
However, the expression on his face was no longer one of schadenfreude but rather a hint of anger.
He turned to look at the still-sleeping Su Heng, feeling deflated as he threw his phone heavily into his bag.
He really had some patience.
The bus wasn’t moving fast, but within half an hour, they arrived at the base. The group looked at the peacefully sleeping girl and exchanged glances, facing a dilemma.
Sun He scanned the area and finally settled his gaze on the chubby guy, who was trying hard to shrink into a ball to reduce his presence.
“Old Yu,” he stroked his chin, “call her back to her room to sleep.”
Old Yu jolted awake, almost rolling off his seat, his face filled with disbelief. “How can I call? Didn’t they say it’s dangerous to wake her?”
“What’s dangerous is that you’re not her,” Zhou Lingxing chuckled lightly. “Alright, you guys go back and rest.”
Saying this, the man brushed off the nonexistent dust on his pants, “I’ll wait for her to wake up.”
Sun He nodded to Zhou Lingxing and then said to Wave and Old Yu, “Let’s go; we’ll hold a debriefing meeting first.”
Wave said glumly, “Don’t they have to hold a debriefing meeting?”
Sun He raised an eyebrow. “The biggest decision-making mistake today was made by you and Old Yu. It doesn’t matter if they come or not.”
The two looked deflated and finally got off the bus, while those who were unaware of the situation thought they had suffered a defeat.
The bus quieted down, and Zhou Lingxing looked at Su Heng.
Sunlight streamed through the window, casting a warm glow on the girl’s hair, brows, and nose. The shadows accentuated her features, and her glossy black hair made her skin appear exceptionally fair.
She breathed steadily, serene and tranquil.
When Zhou Lingxing came to his senses, he had already moved beside Su Heng, feeling inexplicably anxious, so he simply sat down.
The moment he sat down, he regretted it.
The bus wasn’t small, but the space between the rows of seats was tight enough that Zhou Lingxing couldn’t stretch his legs, so he always chose the single seat in the first row.
Just as he was about to get up, he suddenly felt a weight on his shoulder.
Looking sideways, he found that Su Heng had leaned her head over within two seconds of him sitting down.
There was still a faint scent of shampoo lingering in her hair.
In April’s weather, there was suddenly a touch of warmth.
Zhou Lingxing hesitated for three seconds before finally giving in.
He slowly took out his phone and curled his legs up, sitting still.
He remained in that position until the sun went down.
It wasn’t until Zhou Lingxing slowly fell asleep that Su Heng finally stirred around eight o’clock at night.
She slowly straightened up, feeling a slight stiffness in her neck.
Zhou Lingxing had been sleeping lightly, and the moment Su Heng made a sound, he woke up.
He observed Su Heng, whose eyes were still clouded with sleep, and leisurely rubbed his neck. “Awake?”
Su Heng was startled by the deep male voice suddenly coming from beside her. When she looked up, she realized it was the weary-looking Zhou Lingxing next to her.
“How come you’re here? Where are they?”
Her voice was a bit hoarse at that moment, not unpleasant, and even had a hint of seductiveness.