[Uh...]
Looking at Xu Cheng's cold, merciless reply, Factory Director's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly changed tactics.
[Ming Lian丶15]: "Bro, after today, you could say we're comrades-in-arms, right? Do I look like a scammer to you?"
[Bro! We're rich!]: "Hard to say."
[Ming Lian丶15]: "..."
[Ming Lian丶15]: "Well, I'm just curious. Are you a student? You can at least tell me that, right?"
Xu Cheng thought about it. Even if the other guy knew he was a student, there wasn't much he could do with that information.
Taking into account Big Sucker's emotional limits under all this PUA, Xu Cheng didn't refuse this time:
[I'm a student.]
Oh?!
Ming Kai's eyes lit up.
He'd already suspected as much, but hearing the other guy admit it himself still made him tremble with excitement.
The various Clubs' burner accounts, which had been lurking and watching from the sidelines, all perked up at once!
"A student!! He said he's a student!"
"Students are great! They're young, and they have a future!"
"Hahaha, Ming Kai's the sucker who gets the information for us. We'll be the ones to reap the rewards!"
The Clubs were thrilled.
A student.
It seemed like an ordinary identity.
But in the Esports Circle, it meant something else entirely.
Esports had notoriously strict age requirements.
From 15 to 19 was considered the golden age for a professional player.
Past that age, their handspeed and reflexes would inevitably be affected, leading to a terrible decline in competitive form.
If Data Monster wasn't a student and was already over 20, basically no one would bother approaching him.
Even if he seemed to be in great form right now.
But what about tomorrow? The day after? Six months from now?
It was a cruel reality, and a hurdle every esports player had to face.
At that moment.
Factory Director still had no idea he wasn't the only schemer around. Seeing Xu Cheng admit he was a student, he struck while the iron was hot:
[How old are you this year?]
Xu Cheng hesitated.
If he told him, and he was too young, the other guy might start targeting him again.
[18.]
A bit old!
Everyone felt a little disappointed.
Factory Director was briefly let down, but then rallied.
Eighteen was on the older side compared to 15 or 16, but it was still a prime age for competition.
Nothing in the world was perfect.
Ming Kai consoled himself and grinned like a big bad wolf: [Then you must be in your final year of high school, right?]
[Yeah.]
[Bro, how are your grades?]
[Are you ever going to stop asking?]
Xu Cheng was getting impatient. [Are we playing or not? If not, I'm logging off.]
[We're playing, we're playing! Right now!]
Factory Director jolted back to his senses, inwardly blaming himself. He'd gotten so carried away that he'd forgotten their respective positions.
Unforgivable!
Zi Tai went back to acting humble: [Bro, just wait. I'll pick jungle this game and live top lane, warding for you!]
Xu Cheng lectured him: [Xiao Kai, remember this: when I play games like this, I never need wards!]
[Yes, yes, you're right! Hey, take it easy on that back of yours, old man!]
What the hell was Xiao Kai supposed to mean?!
Getting cheeky, were you? Damn, that was way out of line!
He grumbled inwardly, but still had to nod and bow like an old eunuch: [Then I'll be your dog. I guarantee I'll make your game as comfortable as can be!]
[You kid, you really can always come up with something new.]
Xu Cheng nodded with satisfaction, pleased that Factory Director was a quick learner.
Factory Director played jungle for the first time that day, too.
Xu Cheng figured that although his mechanics and skill weren't great—he probably wasn't even Challenger... His main account had only been Master last time he checked—
his game sense and decision-making were excellent, and sometimes even surprised Xu Cheng.
When he jungled, if he made a point of protecting one person, it really was comfortable.
After enjoying a round of emperor-level treatment, while every top laner on the internet looked on with envy, Xu Cheng logged off.
[Bro, don't forget to log on tomorrow! I've topped up your account!]
Factory Director was afraid Xu Cheng might forget.
[Don't worry, I never break my word.]
Xu Cheng had been pampered into a good mood, and said generously: [Just wait, little bro. Tomorrow I'll teach you how to play Lee Sin. I'll make sure you learn it inside and out!]
[Uh... Okay, then. Take care, bro...]
Factory Director had a black line across his forehead. He was already losing his mind.
For crying out loud, did this guy really think of himself as the boss now?
The familiar ID went dark, and Factory Director let out a long breath.
His fish-like eyes instinctively scanned the screen, and his mood was like that of a young girl picking mushrooms—
After working hard for so long, he was finally about to reap the rewards.
Xu Cheng logged off and headed home, checking the money he'd received on his phone along the way.
He'd made 1,000 yuan in half a day. With the 350 from before, that came to 1,350 altogether.
Not bad at all.
"When will I get a few more suckers like him?"
After a moment of reflection, Xu Cheng's attitude turned serious—
He had always been someone who took everything he did seriously.
Since the other guy had paid him so much, he couldn't let his little bro walk away empty-handed.
Otherwise, if word got out, who'd dare hire him, South China's most conscientious booster?
How would he make a living?
What Xu Cheng had no idea about was that it no longer mattered whether he was South China's most conscientious booster.
What mattered was that he was now standing right at the center of a storm.
"We can't let Ming Kai get ahead of us. Here's what we'll do: start getting ready tonight. The moment he logs on tomorrow, send him friend requests like crazy. Got it?"
RNG.
Bai Xing had completely changed his attitude. He was now crafty and determined to get what he wanted.
"Boss, sending friend requests is no problem, but he won't accept them..."
"Whether he accepts or not, didn't you see how Ming Kai handled it?"
Bai Xing said with displeasure: "Do I really have to spell it out for you?"
"Fine. I'll send him 50 yuan too, so he can buy himself a cup of milk tea!"
"From what we've seen so far, we all underestimated Data Monster. Ming Kai's eye for talent is as sharp as ever..."
WE.
The manager let out a long sigh, his admiration tinged with regret and complicated feelings.
After all, the feud between Factory Director and WE was practically a generational grudge.
And now, they still had to poach the player the other side had set its sights on.
"It's worth it. With the talent Data Monster showed today, we might be able to put him on the roster as soon as we bring him in. Give him a Spring Split to develop, and he might even make the starting lineup. He could be our biggest surprise in S7!"
The coach beside him smiled, looking pleased with himself.
"By the way, it's the Off-season, right? Tell Xi Ye and the others to keep an eye out whenever they're free. We can't let Ming Kai be the only one getting close to him. We need him to become one of our own!"
"OK, no problem."
IG.
"I don't care. This damn Club has to start getting results next year, and we have to sign Data Monster."
Principal Wang showed up in person, pointing angrily at the ceiling. "I absolutely won't accept us making not even a peep in the new season!"
"And what's going on with iBoy and Jackey? Is Su Xiaoluo completely useless? Tell him to get it done already. Money's no problem!"
"In the new season, we're going to rise for real and make a run for the Bird's Nest!"
With Data Monster's emergence, everyone sprang into action, readying their troops and sharpening their blades.
Under everyone's watchful eyes.
The next day.
Xu Cheng walked into Wangyu Internet Cafe.
Third update today!
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