Did The Captain Catch Up With The Coach Today [Esports] Chapter 52
byChapter 52
Wei Xiao’s words were essentially saying—I will always chase after your shadow.
Wen Shi Yu’s heart skipped a few beats, and his gaze involuntarily dropped to the side.
Before he could sort out his feelings, the TPL staff came to rush them for the interview.
Since Wei Xiao had secured three consecutive MVPs, and the match against KPI was essentially Wei Xiao’s coronation battle, it was natural that the official broadcast once again designated Wei Xiao to accept the post-match interview.
However, to give the other FHM members more screen time, the host did not call Wei Xiao into a separate room as before. Instead, Wei Xiao sat among the FHM team members to be interviewed, and the others in FHM were welcome to answer questions if they wished.
The first question was the same old tune: “How do you feel now that you’ve defeated KPI?”
Wei Xiao was already skilled at answering such questions: “I’m quite happy. I love playing against strong teams like this!”
A few hours later, the audience watching the video reacted:
[“Strong teams.”]
[To be fair, KPI is indeed quite strong…]
[It’s not that you guys are too weak, it’s that we are too strong.]
[LOL, he managed to show off again!]
The second question the host asked was: “After this match, do you think the World Server Rank 1 Jungler is you or Fei Yu?”
“The World Server Rank 1 Jungler in my heart has always been God Yu,” Wei Xiao said straightforwardly. “But compared to Fei Yu, I’m still a bit stronger, right?”
The host asked the other members of FHM: “What do you guys think?”
Zhou Miao Miao, who claimed to be socially anxious, was the first to raise his hand and answer: “It has to be the Captain! We rely entirely on him to carry us!”
Lu Qing Yang nodded vigorously: “That’s right, that’s right. We just lie flat and get carried.”
Tang Li laughed out loud: “Yes, exactly. The Captain is responsible for the rampage, and we are responsible for the ‘gaga’ (dying/cheering).”
Qin Jin Yao wore a conflicted expression that screamed, “I shouldn’t be here.”
The host noticed his expression, brought the microphone close to his face, and asked with a smile: “The Top Laner doesn’t seem to agree with his teammates?”
“No,” Qin Jin Yao said coolly, sticking out his neck. “Captain Wei is definitely the strongest, but there are no weak links in our team.”
There was no confusion or hesitation in his tone; it was crisp and decisive, as if he were stating—one plus one equals two, what’s the big deal?
[Hahaha, there’s an honest person!]
[I suddenly realized FHM’s Top Laner is handsome too!]
[All FHM members are handsome!]
[From the coach to the players, they are all incredibly good-looking. How can such a perfect team exist?]
The host immediately followed up: “What do you think was the most crucial factor in your ability to defeat KPI?”
Wei Xiao was also highly experienced with this question: “The reason we won is inseparable from everyone’s effort. Everyone listened to the command, we were united, and then we won!”
The host couldn’t help but laugh: “That sounds very easy. Were you nervous before the match started?”
Wei Xiao: “Not really. We’ve played against KPI quite a few times privately, so we are relatively familiar with each other’s styles. That’s why I wasn’t very nervous.”
Host: “It seems you win more often in private matches too?”
Wei Xiao: “Ah, well… we win some, we lose some.”
[Hahaha, God Xiao was startled for a moment!]
[I noticed that while Brother Xiao talks tough before the match, he’s always very gentle during the post-match interview.]
[The defeated are great.]
[Damn, which genius said ‘The defeated are great’?]
Wei Xiao truly didn’t have a habit of kicking a man while he was down. Since they had already won, there was no need to belittle the opponent. On the contrary, praising the opponent made himself look even stronger.
Host: “Among the teams you will face next, who are you most focused on? Can you give us a hint?”
Wei Xiao: “We are focused on all of them. They are all strong teams; there are no weak teams in the quarterfinals.”
Host: “You’re very guarded.”
“Naturally,” Wei Xiao said, raising the corner of his lips proudly.
The audience watching the video couldn’t help but type a string of [Hahaha].
At the end of the video, the camera turned to Wen Shi Yu, and the host’s final question was directed at him: “God Yu, how would you rate Captain Wei’s performance today?”
“11 points,” Wen Shi Yu answered without hesitation, then added, “Out of 10.”
Host: “Wow, that’s a very high evaluation. Can you not find any flaws at all?”
Wen Shi Yu replied with four words: “I’ll find them later.”
The host burst into laughter.
The camera returned to Wei Xiao’s face, who was looking in Wen Shi Yu’s direction, smiling very gently.
[Holy crap, that look! I’m dead!]
[As expected of a God Yu fan, the way he looks at God Yu is different from how he looks at others.]
[More than just different…]
[Is that the look you should give your coach?]
[I don’t care, I ship it. I’m shipping and running, no one can catch me.]
The interview ended.
At this time, neither Wei Xiao nor Wen Shi Yu knew what kind of discussion the video would spark once it was released.
They returned to start strategizing how to play their next match against MID.
They had played against MID before, but not many times.
This mid-core team, whose members were all God Yu fans, had very obvious strengths and weaknesses, even more so than KPI.
KPI’s players lacked coordination, but their individual skill was strong, and they knew how to find opportunities. MID, on the other hand, had a clearly superior carry player, while the others gave off a feeling of not competing for resources. If they successfully suppressed the MID laner, the team’s strength was comparable to DIE.
However, the biggest taboo in competitive play is underestimation. No matter who the opponent is, FHM would treat them seriously.
After the training session for the day ended, the FHM players returned to their respective rooms to sleep.
Wei Xiao still stayed until the very last, wanting to leave with Wen Shi Yu.
Wen Shi Yu knew he had stayed, but didn’t pay attention, engrossed in searching for information online.
Seeing that Wen Shi Yu had no intention of engaging with him, Wei Xiao couldn’t help but ask, “Aren’t you going to sleep?”
“Checking something. You go to sleep,” Wen Shi Yu said without lifting his head.
Wei Xiao: “Staying up late is bad for your health.”
Wen Shi Yu: “Are you managing me?”
Wei Xiao: “You are the pillar of our FHM. If you collapse, the whole team’s mentality will be affected.”
Wen Shi Yu: “It’s not that serious. It’s the playoffs now, not our first time competing.”
Wei Xiao: “Then I’m worried about you. I’m worried about you, alright?”
Wen Shi Yu stopped typing. His thoughts stalled, and for a moment, he forgot what he wanted to search for.
Wei Xiao continued without self-awareness: “It must be something unrelated to tomorrow’s match, otherwise you would have checked it as soon as you got back. Since that’s the case, it’s not too late to check after you wake up tomorrow.”
Wen Shi Yu sighed, finally turning his gaze to Wei Xiao. He frowned slightly and complained in a low voice: “You’re as nagging as my sister now.”
Being called nagging, Wei Xiao was not disappointed. Instead, he raised the corners of his lips and displayed a bright, sunny smile: “That’s what happens when you care about someone.”
Wen Shi Yu: “…I didn’t chase you away to sleep.”
“…That means you don’t care about me,” Wei Xiao instantly retracted his smile, showing a look of disappointment.
Wen Shi Yu: “…”
Are you some kind of clingy big dog who can’t eat unless the owner pets your head?
Wen Shi Yu looked helpless, finally sighing inwardly. He opened his private chat interface, summarized what he wanted to search for, sent it to himself, and decisively shut down the computer. Then he said, “Fine, so that you can go to sleep early, I’ll go to sleep early too.”
Upon hearing this, Wei Xiao immediately smiled again and hummed in agreement.
Leaving the training room and heading back to their rooms, Wen Shi Yu walked in front, and Wei Xiao followed slightly behind him and to the side.
Wei Xiao was half a head taller than Wen Shi Yu. Walking behind Wen Shi Yu, he could see the top of his head. He felt Wen Shi Yu’s hair looked very soft and emitted a faint, pleasant fragrance.
“So what did you want to check?” Wei Xiao ultimately couldn’t suppress his curiosity and asked the question.
However, Wen Shi Yu’s response was: “Private matter. You don’t need to know.”
“Oh, okay, sorry.” Wei Xiao stopped asking.
Thus, until the playoffs were over, he never knew that shortly after the post-match interview video from the KPI match was released, two new CP hashtags appeared on a certain social platform: one called “Time Never Ends” and the other called “Wei Wen.”
The content Wen Shi Yu wanted to check, the messages he privately sent to himself, were:
Wen Shi Yu: How to calmly handle one’s own rumors?
Wen Shi Yu: Public relations techniques.
Wen Shi Yu: Facial expression management techniques.
Wen Shi Yu: How should the main subject respond when asked about their CP hashtag?
It was the first time he had been shipped, and it directly exposed his sexual orientation… He was a little panicked.