Not just him, even the viewers in the live stream could no longer handle it. Tong Sui’s voice was like a refreshing stream in the chaos. From the very beginning, in the waiting area, this group continuously pestered him to flirt. Chi Xingyu scoffed and turned off the in-game mic, mocking them a few times.
“Nice voice? It’s just okay.”
Noticing he was silent for too long, Tong Sui asked, “Number 4, can you hear me? Do you not have a mic?”
Chi Xingyu’s live stream started to explode with comments:
— He doesn’t have a mic; he just doesn’t have a mouth.
— Sweetheart, stop begging him; he’s just an esports orphan.
— Chi Xingyu: Esports has no love.
While other streamers sometimes brought along fans, for Chi Xingyu, it would only decrease his gunplay efficiency. Just when everyone thought he would ignore them as he had done before, they saw the usually stoic Chi Xingyu awkwardly touch the tip of his ear, turn around, and run towards Tong Sui.
The screen was filled with question marks.
— ????
— The orphan suddenly starts acting human?
Number 4 didn’t speak, but Tong Sui noticed teammate markers on the mini-map getting closer.
He confidently said, “Number 4 definitely doesn’t have a mic.”
The number in the upper right corner kept decreasing, and the viewers in Tong Sui’s stream saw the string of kill notifications.
— Isn’t Number 4 ridiculously strong?
— He’s not hacking, is he?
— His ID looks familiar; have I seen it somewhere?
— Wait, this seems to be Chi Xingyu of the EV team; is this his private account for streaming?!
……
Tong Sui didn’t see the comments on the screen. He was worried that speaking would disrupt his teammate’s performance and nervously cheered in his heart for Number 4.
As he saw the teammate marker getting closer, a handsome figure darted over. The gunshots around seemed to stop.
Tong Sui’s character was huddled in a corner, looking weak and helpless.
But at that moment, he felt this silent teammate was incredibly reliable, unable to help but circle around him, his voice filled with excitement, “Number 4, you’re amazing! Have you considered going pro? Is your KD really high?”
His character had twin ponytails, bouncing as she walked.
Chi Xingyu curled the corner of his mouth, “It’s okay.”
The character circling him suddenly stopped, and Tong Sui exclaimed, “Oh? So you do have a mic.”
Chi Xingyu: “……”
Even through the screen, one could feel his surprise.
Tong Sui continued, “You have a nice voice; say a few more sentences, don’t be shy.”
— Hahahaha serves you right for being aloof.
— Good thing it was just doubting you had a mic instead of thinking you were mute.
— Silent Chi Xingyu: Just don’t be shy, I’m dying of laughter.
— Baby, don’t encourage him; he’s been killing fish in Da Run Fa for ten years; his heart has grown as cold as a knife.
……
Just when Tong Sui thought Number 4 had gone silent again, he suddenly said, “Let’s go loot some boxes.”
Tong Sui followed him like a little tail, surprised to see all the boxes scattered around.
It wasn’t hard to imagine how intense the previous battle had been; if it weren’t for Number 4, he probably wouldn’t have made it.
With a heart full of gratitude, Tong Sui joyfully looted the boxes.
Chi Xingyu stood beside him, watching his leisurely movements, reaching to touch his own ear again.
He himself didn’t quite understand how he had foolishly run over to save someone.
Chi Xingyu was known for his bad temper; he never brought anyone else when gaming, especially not anyone with poor skills, as it was a bother and would drain the little patience he had.
Looking at the slow-moving Tong Sui, he remarked, “Are you looting or are you an elderly person shopping on Taobao?”
Tong Sui blushed at his words.
He was afraid of missing anything…
Chi Xingyu snorted silently; bringing people really was a hassle.
He turned off the game mic and coldly said to the live stream, “Next match, solo queue.”
— So cold, I thought you had changed your ways.
— No wonder you’re an esports widow.
— Number 1 is just a bit lacking in skills; his voice is soft and sweet, aren’t you satisfied???
Chi Xingyu raised his chin and coldly replied, “In esports, weakness is the original sin.”
The comment section exploded with feedback.
Most of it was teasing, but hardly anyone dared to attack Chi Xingyu’s skills; after all, not everyone could skip the training phase and go straight into the starting lineup, let alone return with a world championship title.
He was still young, having just turned 18 a few days ago.
With strong skills and a face that could debut in the entertainment industry at a moment’s notice, even with his explosively bad personality, Chi Xingyu still had a horde of female fans, including youthful admirers and older women.
Just as Chi Xingyu was about to loot, a teammate suddenly tossed a level 3 helmet in front of him.
Chi Xingyu: “?”
Tong Sui said, “This is for you; weren’t you using a level 2? I don’t need something this good.”
“……”
For some reason, Chi Xingyu’s irritation seemed to dissipate under his voice, and he silently equipped the level 3 helmet.
Tong Sui happily put on the level 2 helmet he had just swapped out, “Where are we headed now?”
Chi Xingyu: “To get you a level 3 helmet.”
“Ah?”
Before Tong Sui could say he didn’t need it, Chi Xingyu was already on the move.
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