Defective (1)
“No!”
Xue Lan whispered under his breath.
Even though he had said that, his face became hotter and hotter.
This almost instinctive reaction deepened the smile on Duan Wenzheng’s lips, but before the smile reached the end of his eyes, Xue Lan seemed to have finally come to his senses.
That’s right, he knew Duan Wenzheng was such a person early on. How could he always blush because of his words and actions? Doesn’t Duan Wenzheng’s behavior mean that he accepted himself and regarded themself as a sister?
Thinking of this, Xue Lan’s eyes became brighter, and he said confidently, “Yes, we are good sisters!”
Duan Wenzheng’s face darkened: “Sisters?”
Xue Lan was startled, and only then did he realize that he had slipped his tongue and said what was in his heart, and quickly changed his words: “Good brothers!”
But even if he changed his words, Duan Wenzheng remained silent.
Xue Lan wondered what he said wrong again, and was about to say something to remedy it, but Duan Wenzheng interrupted him hastily.
“Alright, it’s getting late, you should go to bed.”
Duan Wenzheng stroked his forehead, as if he didn’t want to hear any more strange words from him, and motioned him to go to rest. Xue Lan was puzzled, seeing that he had already reached the door of his room, he walked towards the room step by step.
Duan Wenzheng will go to the game with Wen Yan tomorrow, but he had to sneak out of the youth training camp to watch the game. They guessed that the two will not be able to meet before the game tomorrow. Xue Lan opened the door of the room and stopped action, turned around and smiled:
“Good luck on tomorrow’s game!”
“Mm.”
The helpless smile on Duan Wenzheng’s face faded, and he waved his hand casually: “Go to bed early, good night.”
Seeing that his expression returned to normal, Xue Lan breathed a sigh of relief, bent his eyes and said, “Good night.”
After returning to the room, Xue Lan didn’t go to sleep directly, but opened the game forum and Weibo to check the posts and comments on the Internet.
Pangzi’s strategies in the live broadcast video were recorded and edited by major game bloggers, and spread all over the Internet in an instant. Even though everything happened in the second half of the night, the speed and enthusiasm of this group of people have not been weakened in the slightest.
Nowadays, there are a lot of quarrels on the Internet. One side is supporting Wen Yan’s fans who cursed him for his scheming and popularity, while the other side is openly against Wen Yan’s accumulated trolls, passers-by, and some people who turned fans to him because of the video.
Such a large-scale tear has not been seen in the esports circle for many years. Even in the middle of the night, there is no easing but it gradually intensifies.
Whether it was flattery or cursing, it didn’t have a big impact on Xue Lan, but Wen Yan was indeed dragged down along.
Randomly flipping through the Internet are hot posts about him being scolded, from “Wind’s general trend has fallen to the altar” to “The first assault of “Doomsday” can’t even beat a youth trainee”, “Wen Yan suppresses newcomers, all rely on single-handed operations Fans swearing at the street” to “Wen Yan retired”…even a lot of so-called “troll material” was dug up.
Xue Lan deeply felt that Wen Yan was harmed by her own negligence, and he blamed himself more and more so that she couldn’t sleep.
After thinking about it, he still posted a Weibo, and then turned off his phone and covered himself with a quilt to sleep.
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“Ah-Yan… You are on the trending search again, not on the game forum, but on Weibo… Looking at the entire esports circle, how many people have your influence?”
“But that Xue Lan, I didn’t see that she was so responsible before, and she even posted on Weibo to take the blame.”
Wen Yan didn’t pay attention to these things on the Internet at first, but he still received a call from Zhou Wangqing before he left, and only then remembered the gossip on the Internet last night.
Thinking of this, Wen Yan hurriedly opened Weibo.
At this time, the trending search has been pushed to the first place.
#Wen Yan’s retirement#
Wen Yan was taken aback by the popular search names in front of him.
He came back to his senses, clicked on the trending search, and the Weibo of Exist was pushed to the first place.
@Exist: The streamed video cannot show the whole scene. Wind is guiding teaching, not solo, and has not exerted his full strength. The stream of live video is my negligence. Wind will not retire, and he is a respectable assaulter. I will Take full responsibility, sorry.
Wen Yan stared at this Weibo and was slightly dazed.
And the bottom of this Weibo has also been captured by his fans——
@DoomsdayFirst Wind: After the live broadcast is not popular enough, now it’s Weibo’s popularity again?
@OneYanFangNian: Videos like the youth training camp can flow out, I’m really speechless, @青苹搭军 come and kick people.
@WindAuthentic Girlfriend: What kind of peerless green tea bitch is this? ? ? Get out!
@LGW never ends: Hehe, admit that the live broadcast is your fault? Why don’t you become an actor if you are so good at acting? It’s useless to be an e-sports player.
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These replies with nearly 10,000 likes can be regarded as “gentle”, and the comments will become more and more unsightly if you continue to scroll down.
The more Wen Yan looked, the tighter his brows frowned.
He never paid attention to these slanders or praises before, but he never thought that one day someone would suffer these abuses and slanders because of him.
Wen Yan lowered his eyes, and Xue Lan’s last live broadcast of the medical soldier’s game vaguely appeared in his mind. He remembered his position at that time.
And at that time, it was only half a month ago, and he had made such progress.
Could it be that I have always had some prejudice against him, that’s why I didn’t realize that he has improved so much unconsciously.
“…What are these people talking about? Why are you retiring? It’s so funny. We’re going to play together until we’re thirty! Don’t you think so, Ah-Yan?”
Zhou Wangqing was talking to himself, but he didn’t hear Wen Yan’s words for a long time. He asked again in doubt: “A Yan?”
Wen Yan came back to his senses, quickly tapped his phone a few times, and said, “Wait to watch the game and bring Xue Lan with you.”
“….Ah?!”
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