Upon seeing the visitor, Wave was the first to change his expression, looking extremely uneasy. When he spoke again, he switched to a language the others couldn’t understand.
The boy at the door appeared unusually excited, gesturing wildly as he chattered away at Wave. The more the boy spoke, the redder Wave’s face became. Eventually, Wave stood up and gestured for the boy to come inside. However, the boy just smiled, said a few more words, and gave Wave a deep, 90-degree bow. He then waved to everyone before turning and leaving.
As soon as the boy left, Xiaoban was the first to react.
“Was that Zhao Xianxing?”
Sun He nodded, “It should be,” and then turned to Wave. “What did he say to make you blush like that?”
Wave pursed his lips. “He was expressing his respect for me. When did I blush?”
Old Yu burst out laughing. “No wonder he gave you a bow! He must think you’re a senior to him.”
Wave shot a fierce slap at Old Yu. “By Korean customs, I *am* his senior. I deserved that bow.”
Su Heng chuckled. “Then why were you blushing?”
Wave exploded, “I told you, I wasn’t blushing!”
Everyone roared with laughter, and the fatigue from their travels seemed to melt away. After a while, when the laughter subsided, Wave turned to Shen Jianian and asked, “Are we going to play a scrim with the Demolition Office team?”
Shen Jianian nodded. “Next week.”
Both Wave and Sun He looked surprised. “That soon?”
Shen Jianian adjusted his glasses. “What did you think you were here for?” He then turned to Old Yu. “Put your food tour plans back in your luggage. Starting tomorrow, you won’t have time to eat out.”
Old Yu groaned and slumped over the table, looking utterly defeated.
After a moment, Wave’s expression grew serious. “We *have* to win the scrim.”
The Demolition Office team members were in the neighboring private room. Zhao Xianxing had rushed over earlier upon overhearing Wave’s name. For the past two years, Zhao hadn’t had a chance to face Wave since Wave had abruptly transferred teams, and GI had failed to qualify for the S-Tournament. Hearing about Wave’s special training in Korea, Zhao had been eagerly anticipating a match with him—even if only in a scrim—just to finally shed the nickname “Little Wave.”
That was exactly what Zhao had told Wave earlier.
Although Wave was technically Zhao’s senior, it was hard for him not to feel a bit frustrated. After moving back to China, he had failed to qualify for the S-Tournament even once, while his junior had become a regular at Worlds. However, more than frustration, Zhao could feel the fighting spirit stirring within him.
He thought to himself: “If they’ve been calling me Little Wave for two years, they can keep calling me that.” He wouldn’t give Zhao any chance to surpass him.
Zhou Lingxing, as if reading Wave’s thoughts, said in a low voice, “I know what you’re thinking. But before we continue…” He glanced at the quiet girl beside him. “We need to talk about the results of Su Heng’s treatment.”
Everyone looked up, their eyes falling on Zhou Lingxing and Su Heng.
Zhou Lingxing quickly spoke. “The doctor’s conclusion is that she shouldn’t overuse her brain, and during the treatment period, it’s best that she doesn’t play games.”
Seeing the others’ expressions shift, he continued without pausing. “We managed to get permission for her to continue gaming, but only under the condition that she limits her in-game thinking and avoids overexerting herself.”
Sun He was the first to ask, “Does her damage calculation and control over jungle timers fall within what the doctor allows?”
Just as Zhou Lingxing was about to shake his head, Su Heng interjected. “It does.”
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After finishing speaking, she subtly gestured to Zhou Lingxing without revealing any emotion.
She understood her situation better than anyone else and had confidence in her abilities.
For others, just calculating damage and controlling the jungle might take up 80% of their mental effort.
But for her, these were merely trivial matters.
Since the last time she chose a simpler hero to solo against others, she had intentionally lowered her cognitive effort.
During that week, she didn’t just rest.
Zhou Lingxing looked at the girl and decided to remain silent.
However, in the brief moment when the waiter came in to serve the dishes, he whispered in her ear, “Don’t push yourself.”
Su Heng nodded gently.
In a corner where no one could see, a sly smile crossed her face.
If all went well, she should be able to win him over before returning home.
The owner of the restaurant was exceptionally enthusiastic towards Wave, not only sending out multiple servings of side dishes but also generously giving them a discount.
Old Yu watched with a smile, feeling like he had accomplished something great.
Wave, however, felt a bit embarrassed and even took a photo with the owner in the end.
The night air was still a bit chilly, and as everyone came out of the restaurant, they couldn’t help but shiver.
Zhou Lingxing looked at the slender girl in front of him and took off his coat to cover her.
He awkwardly touched his nose and said, “I feel a bit hot.”
Sun He silently gave Zhou Lingxing a thumbs up.
Old Yu, who was freezing, couldn’t help but mumble a few words, “It’s obviously very cold…”
Xiao Ban looked at Old Yu with a stupid expression, secretly worried about the intelligence of his support.
He continued walking ahead in silence, feeling the coldness both outside and within.
Shen Jiannian, who was at the back of the group, just finished paying the bill and saw this scene, a hint of contemplation crossing his eyes.
He wondered if he should say something to these two.
Only Su Heng remained composed as she put on the coat the man had thrown over, quietly expressing her thanks.
She felt happy inside.
*
As Shen Jiannian had said, the group indeed wouldn’t have any free time.
Starting the next day, he arranged a packed training schedule for everyone.
Every day included at least four training matches; Xiao Ban and Su Heng each had two matches, which was relatively relaxed, but the other four were struggling.
Most importantly, besides the regular practice matches, everyone’s streaming time had doubled.
When it came to their dislike for streaming, Su Heng and Zhou Lingxing were evenly matched.
The former needed sleep, while the latter was just… lazy.
On the first day of special training, Shen Jiannian deliberately chose opponents that were relatively easy to play against.
However, he didn’t expect that while Su Heng performed well during the matches, Xiao Ban immediately struggled when it was his turn to play.
Even Old Yu couldn’t help but coldly mock Xiao Ban, “Before you got in the car, we were a four-wheel drive racing car, but as soon as you got in, we turned into a hearse.”
Xiao Ban felt utterly hopeless; he also wanted to know why the match became so easy for the girl but turned into this mess for him???
Only Shen Jiannian remained calm, “Do you see the gap between you and her?”
Xiao Ban nodded vigorously, seeing it clearly: the girl was the best.
However, the next second, Shen Jiannian continued, “There’s a distance of 20 Old Yus between you two, but don’t be disheartened,” he glanced at the girl who was outside the situation, “She’s still 10 Old Yus away from last year’s S championship jungler.”
Su Heng’s face froze.
She felt like her strength had illustrated what it meant to have trouble come out of nowhere.
She continued to stream quietly to make up for the time.
Ever since she learned that her monthly streaming hours had doubled, she had started her journey of creatively stretching out her time.
For example, right now, she was streaming while her teammates played a training match.
The audience on the other side of the screen obviously heard Shen Jiannian’s words, and the barrage of comments was lively.
[Hahaha, what a blunt truth!]
[Sleeping is only 10 Old Yus away from last year’s champion jungler??? Hahaha, I suddenly feel like GI is on the verge of winning the championship!]
[Quick, let me see Xiao Ban’s expression right now, it must be hilarious!!]
[Is the sister teaching how to lie down in a hundred different poses on stream? 233333]
[Asking Xiao Ban about the shadow area in his heart right now, hahahaha.]
[Feeling sorry for the sister, oh, and by the way, feeling sorry for Xiao Ban too (expressionless face).]
Su Heng cleared her throat, “Stop spamming these random topics or I’ll end the stream.”
Thousands of bullet comments instantly dissipated into emptiness.
The girl nodded in satisfaction, but suddenly noticed a particularly eye-catching line of text on the screen.
“[Sister, aren’t you playing on the Korean server? Can you stream ranked matches on the Korean server? I’m a bit curious.]”
After thinking for a moment, Su Heng switched to the competition client and entered the Korean server game interface.
“Then I’ll play a ranked match on the Korean server and end the stream; I still have training later tonight.”
As she spoke, the girl clicked into the matchmaking interface.
Perhaps there were more people on the Korean server; within seconds, she was queued up.
Su Heng’s fingers moved lightly, and she started typing.
“[Jug Kha’Zix (Mantis Kha’Zix), no ban.]”
Her mid-laner teammate quickly responded with a few Korean characters followed by a string of “???”
Su Heng felt that this sentence was directed at her, thought for a moment, and called Wave over to help translate.
Wave lazily walked over, glanced at it, and quickly replied, “He’s asking if you’re Chinese.”
After saying this, he asked, “Do you want me to reply in Korean?”
Su Heng shook her head and typed word by word, “[yes.]”
Soon, a line of Korean appeared on the other side.
The girl looked at Wave.
At this moment, Wave’s expression seemed a bit strange; he stammered for a long time without saying anything coherent.
Su Heng looked at the boy with a slight frown, “What’s wrong? Has your Korean language skill regressed?”
Wave snorted coldly, scratched his head, and said, “He said, ‘Damn, we’re going to lose this match.’”
Su Heng raised her eyebrows and subtly moved her wrist.
Lose? She didn’t even know how to write the word for “lose.”