Chapter 201.1: Isn’t it fun to have a love triangle?

The China competition zone’s 12th season second national semi-finals officially began at 7PM!

Similar to the FTW and 3U games, the fans also crowded the venue for this game, screaming out the names of their favorite star players.

RR Moonlit, RR Mo Hui, TPT Fu Li, TPT Eurostar…

All kinds of lights and fan merchandise were everywhere. RR’s team color was dark blue, and TPT’s team color was orange red. One was a cold color and the other a hot color, and they clearly divided up the venue!n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Wei Xiao was a little fortunate in that he hadn’t gone to the scene… even if he had entered from the backstage, it would’ve been super crowded!

He’d posted up a Weibo post two hours in advance, telling fans that he would be holding a live broadcast session and commentating on the game.

The fans rushed to tell each other about it, commenting and forwarding it tens of thousand times within minutes.

It wasn’t uncommon for professional players to provide live commentary on the games between other teams. Some teams would even ask famous players to come and commentate for them.

Live broadcasting was an important assessment index for the players, and live broadcasting while commentating on a game was a better option compared to streaming themselves eating and sleeping in order to fill their broadcast quota.

Firstly, it enhanced the player’s reputation, and secondly, it provided more interaction with the fans. Thirdly, it was a way of training and reviewing a game… There were many advantages, and the clubs were always happy to see it happen.

A Q fan quipped, “The finals are coming up soon. Does darling still have to make up livestream time?”

Darling Wei didn’t know how he himself had become a Darling, but… it didn’t matter. He even went and replied, “I filled my quota a long time ago, this is just because I love you.”

The fans: “!!!” A comment thread was built up instantly, filled with shrill chicken screaming.

Coincidentally, Close also forwarded this Weibo post, and his content was as concise as ever, “Together.”

The fans had already been very excited, and they exploded on the spot once they saw Close’s Weibo post.

“Together what?”

“It’s not what I think, is it? Is the great demon king going to commentate on the game tonight?”

“Holy shit, fellow sisters, I don’t want to go to the arena anymore. Does anyone want the tickets?”

“Fellow sister, wake up, wouldn’t it be great to watch the live broadcast on your cell phone from the arena?”

“…… The previous poster is a fierce one.”

Lu Feng had been in the industry for many years, but he didn’t livestream often, let alone provide commentary for a game.

As the head of the club, he was better off dealing with the affairs of the club that piled up like a mountain when he had spare time.

What’s more, he didn’t speak much. How was this kind of silent character suited to provide commentary?

The fans couldn’t imagine it.

But now…

“It’s all thanks to Quiet, thanks to Wei Xiaoxiao, thanks to the new generation jungler king. You’ve created many miracles for us!”

“Yeah, Quiet must have spoken up and asked for Close. How else would he come to explain the game?”

“I want to know how Quiet asked. Was it in bed… cough cough…”

“Hey fellow sister, let’s go talk to the side!”

The straight men on the other side: “Quiet and Close are commentating on a game? One is a chatterbox and the other has a paralyzed face… it might really be good.”

“It’s time to verify the truth about the rumors about the feud between the twin junglers in FTW!”

The haters were also poised and ready to go. “Waiting to see them mess up. Is being a commentator so easy? If you can’t highlight the key points, we’ll be laughing so hard our teeth fall out.”

“Quiet’s only been in the business for a year, doesn’t he feel embarrassed providing commentary for a competition? Who gave him that right?”

“Hahaha, it’s estimated that he’s just going to show his face. FTW’s nothing but a bunch of little white faces anyway.”

The advantages of Wei Xiao acting wild in his daily life was revealed at this point. He replied blatantly under Close’s Weibo post, “Memeda.”

The fans were used to it and even followed suit to ‘memeda’ with him.

Some sharp-eyed fans found a blind spot, “The great demon king liked Wei Xiao’s reply!”

“What’s the fuss about? Isn’t it just a memeda…”

“Now! What Close liked was the reply that Wei Xiao gave to his fans.”

That’s right, what Lu Feng had liked was Wei Xiao’s reply to his fans, that sentence ‘…it’s just because I love you.’

The fans figured it out. “Is he jealous!”

“Wuwuwuwu, the CP I ship is real, they’re really real!”

“Glory’s vinegar king, he has a well-deserved reputation.”

“Sitting and waiting for when Quiet can’t get out of bed.”

The fans never would’ve dreamed that the things they came up with in their brains would come true.

Wei Xiao’s scalp tensed up, and he wanted to delete the comment.

He hovered over the delete button and paused.

He couldn’t delete it. If he deleted it, then it would be like a confirmation.

There was no other way; Wei Xiao could only go to the captain and act spoiled in order to coax the vinegar king.

Wei Xiao opened up the live broadcast studio five minutes ahead of time. He was just chatting with his fans when he received a call from Lu Feng.

“Captain~”

The scrolling comments: “Why does his call of ‘captain’ sound so sweet!”

“’Kay.”

The scrolling comments: “What a well-behaved tone, he really is a darling!”

“It’s okay, it’s okay, I’ll wait for you~”

The scrolling comments: “These two are really sweet. Even if it’s just a touching brotherhood, their feelings are enough to kill people.”

After hanging up the phone, Wei Xiao explained the situation to the fans, “Something suddenly came up for the captain, so he’ll come later.”

Close’s dedicated fans were disappointed and started cursing and crying in the scrolling comments.

Wei Xiao blocked those who cursed and coaxed the crying ones, “The captain will come in a bit, we’ll wait for him together. Be good.”

This ‘be good’ shocked the ears of thousands of girls, and they cried even more fiercely. They wanted God Q to keep coaxing them.

The door opened, and Bai Cai came in.

The camera didn’t show who was coming in. The audience in the scrolling comments asked who it was one after another, excitedly thinking that Close had returned quickly.

Wei Xiao turned around and saw that it was Brother Cai.

Bai Cai used his mouth to shape the words: Is the live broadcast on?

Wei Xiao: “Brother Cai, come join me?”

Bai Cai got it. He immediately put on his appearance as FTW’s simple little wife, looking polite as he said, “The captain said that he’ll come later, so he asked me to come accompany you for the live broadcast for a while.”

Even if Wei Xiao had seen it many times, he still couldn’t stand Bai Caicai’s current fake appearance. “Okay.” His teeth hurt, and he didn’t want to say much.

The audience in the scrolling comments were a little disappointed when they heard Bai Cai’s voice, but they soon grew energetic again.

“First comes the little wife, then the great demon king. Isn’t it fun to have a love triangle?”

“Yes, yes, the jungler king’s little wife, the little wife’s great demon king, the great demon king’s jungler king, perfect!”

“Mixing things up is the best way! Fellow sisters, charge!”

Some straight men couldn’t watch on anymore. “Can you guys stop shipping CPs? This is a game commentary broadcast.”

As soon as this sentence popped out, it was immediately pressed to the bottom by thousands of other scrolling comments and didn’t even leave a ripple.

A player’s personal life broadcast room was much smaller than the official one. It was intended for entertainment and would be boring if it was too serious, so the room managers didn’t interfere too much.

After Bai Cai sat down, the player interviews began on the screen.

Moonlit always had dead fish eyes and would reply with just a single sentence for every sentence he was asked. He’d basically stopped short of having the words ‘this big daddy doesn’t want to talk’ written on his face.

Money was in a good state, talking and laughing with the host.

TPT’s Eurostar-star smiled, eliciting screams from the audience.

Eurostar was born with a baby face and looked just as young as Yue Wenle, but his personality was livelier than God Le’s. He had curved crescent eyes and a pair of tiger teeth, and he was able to make others feel extra heartache for him when he smiled.

Fu Li wore a pair of gold rimmed glasses, and his TPT uniform was neat and tidy. His temperament was more like that of a coach than a player, and he did actually take on some of a coach’s duties…

Wei Xiao introduced each contestant in a light tone as they stepped up onto the stage.

If he was going to do it, then he would do it professionally. As a retired student from a Normal University with a score of 985, Wei Xiao was very good with Mandarin and very smooth with his words.

Brother Cai had been partnered with him for many years. One of them cracked jokes while the other provided support, inspiring the fans to start sending out gifts even before they’d officially started providing commentary.

They asked about gossip topics as they sent out gifts.

“Grandmaster, grandmaster! Who do you think is more powerful, Moonlit or Eurostar?”

Wei Xiao: “Moonlit is a bit more powerful.”

Some of the TPT fans were immediately dissatisfied, even wanting to make trouble.

Wei Xiao’s next sentence was, “Back then when I was an accompanying player, Little Moon-moon booked me for three more games than Little Star-star.”

Fans: “???”

Wei Xiao tilted his head and asked Brother Cai, “I didn’t remember wrong, right?”

Brother Cai: “Moon God played 352 games, and Star God played 349.”

The fans got it. So when you say that Moonlit is a bit more powerful, this is the unit of measurement that you’re using?

You hammered Moonlit three extra times, so he’s more powerful?

The fans were left speechless, but they had no way to refute it.

What was there to refute? That scrolling comment was obviously a trap, and it could only be said that Wei Xiao had smoothed things out beautifully.

Of course, the scrolling comments wouldn’t let him off just like this. “Grandmaster, I heard that Eurostar switched lanes because you beat him up until he got scared?”

In the past, Eurostar had played in the top-laner position, but now he’d switched to the bottom lane.

This was another trap question. What did they mean by beating him up until he got scared?

It was true that that was what had happened, but it was obvious that this question was being asked for the sake of looking for trouble.

If it was just a casual question, then it could be overlooked. But they’d also sent gifts with it, and that bright scrolling comment frame couldn’t be ignored.

Wei Xiao glanced at it and didn’t shy away. “Isn’t his marksman good?”

This rebounded the question back into that person’s face.

Why are you concerned about why he changed lanes?

So what if he was beaten up until he was scared, Eurostar’s current achievements were solid.