Did The Captain Catch Up With The Coach Today [Esports] Chapter 10
byChapter 10
Wei Xiao returned to his cubicle and quickly packed his belongings.
Just as he was about to log out, he saw someone had sent him a message. Thinking that he wouldn’t be logging into this account later, he glanced at it.
It turned out to be from an E-sports Player.
DIE-death: Did you join FHM?
The DIE team was one of the top eight teams last year. In the Top Eight Invitational Tournament at the beginning of the year, they were invited to participate along with seven other teams. After a round-robin, they ended up with a score of “-14.”
The top eight teams played BO3 matches against each other. Winning two out of three games earned one point, and losing deducted one point.
Achieving a score of “-14” meant that DIE had lost all 7 matches with a score of 0-2.
Fourteen games lost in total.
They truly mastered the art of being famous for being bad.
However, DIE did have skill, otherwise their MID “death” wouldn’t be on Wei Xiao’s friends list.
Wei Xiao had already signed the contract and wasn’t in a hurry, so he chatted with him for a few moments.
to be continued: That news traveled fast. Who told you?
DIE-death: You guys thoroughly beat up the awesome KPI. Did you think no one would find out?
Wei Xiao paused for two seconds before realizing that the match they played against KPI wasn’t in a Create Room, but a regular match, and facing them was purely coincidental.
Since it was a regular match, other players could, of course, spectate freely.
to be continued: So you’re here to praise me?
DIE-death: No, I’m here to challenge you.
to be continued: How so?
DIE-death: Our DIE team wants to have a training match against your FHM. You’ll be participating in this year’s Spring Tournament, right? Free match experience—you shouldn’t refuse it.
to be continued: Sounds good. Wait a moment, I’ll go ask the coach for his opinion.
Wei Xiao didn’t dare make the decision himself. Even if he couldn’t think of a reason to refuse, Wen Shi Yu still had to nod in agreement.
However, after packing his things, he didn’t immediately go upstairs. Instead, he went downstairs to find Wen Ban Xia at the front desk.
“Sister Wen, I’ve joined the team and moved to the third floor. I’ll be returning the room,” he said, handing the key back to Wen Ban Xia.
Wen Ban Xia took the key and raised an eyebrow: “You’re quick, young man. How did you get Shi Yu to agree?”
“I’m good at the game, of course,” Wei Xiao laughed. “I’m heading up now.”
“Hey, wait, I haven’t refunded your money yet.”
“No need!” Wei Xiao walked away without looking back.
He was now a member of an E-sports team. He would earn this small amount back in minutes once he gained attention in the Spring Tournament!
The main thing was, he didn’t want to give Wen Shi Yu the impression that he was stingy.
Sometimes, some things were much more important than money!
Wei Xiao returned to the third floor, still knocking first and waiting for the “come in” before entering.
“Why did you take so long?” Wen Shi Yu scrutinized him.
Wei Xiao didn’t have much stuff—a bottle of coffee in his hand and a bag on his back. There shouldn’t have been a need to pack for too long.
Wei Xiao had a perfectly good explanation and was completely calm: “Reporting, Brother Wen! A DIE player just contacted me, saying they want to play a training match against us.”
“Accept,” Wen Shi Yu made the decision decisively, without even taking time to think.
“Alright, then I’ll log into my account first.”
Wen Shi Yu gave a sound of acknowledgment.
Wei Xiao sat down at the unused computer in the room, clicked open the Hero League interface, logged into his account, and then clicked on the chat with “death.”
Wen Shi Yu came up beside him, placing one hand naturally on the top of his chair back.
Wei Xiao didn’t turn around, but for some reason, he could feel his presence. Half of his body stiffened, tingling all over.
It wasn’t until Wen Shi Yu spoke faintly: “Ask for the time.”
“Oh, right.”
to be continued: Coach agreed. What time?
DIE-death: Let me ask.
DIE-death: Is 9 PM tomorrow night okay?
Wei Xiao was about to turn his head to ask Wen Shi Yu’s opinion when he heard Wen Shi Yu’s voice: “Acceptable.”
to be continued: Acceptable.
DIE-death: Then it’s settled. 9 PM tomorrow night. We’ll Create Room, and you guys join.
to be continued: Room name?
DIE-death: Show of Force, password six sixes.
to be continued: Lol, that’s straightforward enough.
to be continued: I’m switching accounts to train now. I’ll add you later.
After sending that message, Wei Xiao decisively logged out, then turned his head and looked eagerly at Wen Shi Yu.
Wen Shi Yu glanced at him, understanding what he meant, and pulled out a slip of paper from somewhere, handing it to him. It had a string of unfamiliar account details and a password written on it.
Wei Xiao took the paper and asked curiously, “Did you buy the paper? Wait, did you buy the account?”
“No, it’s mine. A closed beta account, a very old one,” Wen Shi Yu replied. “I created another account for E-sports because I thought the match history wasn’t good enough. After retiring, I didn’t want to log into the E-sports account, so I went back to using this one.”
“Ah, if you give me this account, what will you use?”
“I have more than just these two accounts,” Wen Shi Yu responded. “In any case, this account is yours. All the heroes are unlocked. The skins aren’t complete, but every hero that can be played as a Jungler has a skin. Take a look first. If there are any skins you want that I haven’t bought, let me know, and I’ll buy them for you.”
“I’ll take a look first.” Wei Xiao certainly wouldn’t let Wen Shi Yu spend money on skins for him.
Actually, he didn’t want this account. He felt it was too precious, after all, it was an account Wen Shi Yu had used, carrying Wen Shi Yu’s memories. He couldn’t bear to ruin it.
But he was extremely curious about the account’s Professional ID and match history, so… he decided to log in and check it out first.
Then he saw—
ID: Time Waits for No One, 1338 total matches, 91% win rate.
You call this “match history not good enough”?
Wei Xiao stared at the personal match history screen for a long time, speechless.
Wen Shi Yu’s lips curled up slightly, and he said in a very pretentious manner: “If I lose a dozen more matches, the win rate will drop below 90%.”
“You’ll win dozens of matches before that happens,” Wei Xiao said.
“That’s true,” Wen Shi Yu had no intention of being humble with him.
Then Wei Xiao wasn’t going to be humble either: “You gave this account to the right person. Don’t worry, in my hands, it’ll be hard for this win rate to drop below 90!”
The other members of FHM weren’t training at the moment and weren’t wearing headphones. Hearing the conversation between the two, they couldn’t help but complain internally—What brand of plastic bag are you two?
Can you not be a Jungler these days without showing off?
However, given the strength of the two of them, it was hard to say if they were doing it on purpose…
Actually, they were doing it on purpose.
Wen Shi Yu felt that his coach’s authority had been lost when he fell down the stairs, and he wanted to rebuild his authority this way. As for Wei Xiao, he didn’t want his idol to be disappointed in him.
Wen Shi Yu said, “You should change this ID. I happen to want to change my new account’s ID to this one.”
“Okay.” Wei Xiao was relieved, confirming that Wen Shi Yu had other accounts he was using. He changed the ID to FHM-xiao, officially taking over the account.
Before the nickname passed the review, he tentatively asked Wen Shi Yu, “Brother Wen, can I ask you a question?”
“Why aren’t you playing E-sports yourself anymore?” Wen Shi Yu guessed.
Wei Xiao gave a sound of acknowledgment.
That was indeed what he wanted to ask.
Wen Shi Yu was still young and hadn’t retired due to physical reasons. If he wanted to, he could return to the battlefield at any time.
To this, Wen Shi Yu responded: “Because I don’t want to accept guidance from an idiotic coach, nor do I want to be lectured condescendingly by an idiotic manager, and I certainly don’t want to be treated as a money-making tool by an idiotic boss.”
He spoke a sentence full of emotion in a completely emotionless tone.
“Well said!” Wei Xiao clapped his hands, his face full of admiration, but his heart was filled with regret.
He shouldn’t have asked… As a fan, Wei Xiao knew perfectly well why Wen Shi Yu left EN.
But half a year ago, Wei Xiao naively thought that Wen Shi Yu would join another team after leaving EN. He never expected him to be so resolute, retiring just as he said he would.
Wen Shi Yu glanced at him, and perhaps sensing the guilt in his eyes, he was silent for a moment before adding faintly: “Besides, I’ve won a championship. I have no regrets. Now, it’s your turn.”
“Yes! We will definitely win the championship!” Wei Xiao answered on behalf of FHM.
He didn’t know if Wen Shi Yu truly had no regrets or if he just didn’t want him to see his vulnerable side.
In any case, aiming for the championship was always the right goal!
The account Wen Shi Yu gave Wei Xiao had a high rank. Although it hadn’t reached the Overlord tier, it was at the top of the Elder tier, and it would only take a few matches to reach Overlord.
Wei Xiao spent some time adjusting the pre-match preparations for his frequently used heroes, and then managed to push the account to Overlord before going to sleep.
He won five consecutive matches, earning MVP in all five, and in one match, he secured over twenty kills, turning a high-tier match into a low-tier one.
His skill was impeccable, and Wen Shi Yu was very satisfied, so he didn’t dwell on the subtle sense of aggression Wei Xiao gave him.
Wen Shi Yu had thought for a long time about why he felt uneasy around Wei Xiao. Although Wei Xiao respected him like the others in FHM, the way Wei Xiao looked at him was not the same bottom-up gaze the others had.
It was a level gaze.
In Wei Xiao’s eyes, he was not just his idol and coach, but also a goal he wanted to surpass.
This feeling of being targeted by prey, of not knowing when he might be pounced upon, made Wen Shi Yu slightly uncomfortable, yet at the same time, he welcomed it.
Wei Xiao had better have the ability to surpass him, otherwise, why would he be a coach? He might as well play himself.
After the training session ended, Wen Shi Yu gave Wei Xiao the key to the room opposite his, but moved his hand away when Wei Xiao reached out to take it.
“Hm?” Wei Xiao maintained the gesture of reaching out, giving him a questioning look.
Wen Shi Yu spoke faintly: “The soundproofing in the rooms is average, and I am very sensitive to noise. Since you insist on living across from me, try to keep quiet and don’t do anything you shouldn’t at night.”
A truck rolled through Wei Xiao’s mind… but he quickly realized that Wen Shi Yu probably didn’t mean that.
“Things I shouldn’t do mean…” He decided to ask directly.
“Scrolling through videos on your phone without wearing headphones.”
“Oh, that. No, I won’t. Looking at your phone while lying in bed hurts your hands. I’m aiming for the championship, I wouldn’t do anything to harm my hands.”
“What did you think I meant?” Wen Shi Yu stared at Wei Xiao, offering the key again.
Wei Xiao chuckled twice, took the key, and turned to open the door: “Nothing. I thought I wouldn’t even be allowed to turn over in my sleep…”
“It’s not that bad. Good night.” Wen Shi Yu turned and walked toward the opposite room.
Wei Xiao quickly turned back and said, “Good night.”
He opened the door, entered the room, closed the door, and locked it.
Wei Xiao let out a long sigh of relief.
That was close. He couldn’t let Wen Shi Yu know that he liked men, and especially that he was attracted to Wen Shi Yu’s looks.
What were the chances that someone as excellent as Wen Shi Yu was still single?
Hmm… better focus on how to play against DIE tomorrow.