Jin, Are You Ready to Carry Me to Victory?
"I didn't expect this color to make me look even more handsome."
Clear whistled smugly at himself in the mirror, admiring his magnificent good looks. As expected of him, he was as handsome as ever. He glanced at Shi Mu, who was playing on his phone beside him, and quietly moved a little farther away.
Heh, I'm still young. I can still grow taller.
"Now that Little A Jin's here, doesn't it feel like the club loves us more?"
Wantonly took several pictures of himself in the mirror, delighted with the new team uniform.
Bin looked at the person in the mirror, a mocking smile crossing his face. The uniform was especially glaring.
Since it was winter, they hadn't designed a separate skirt for Wu Jin. Seeing her standing among the GOD members in her uniform gave Brother Qian an indescribable sense of reassurance.
The indoor lights fell on the young players' faces: calm, unruly, cheerful. Some people were destined to come together and walk toward a shared future.
The young makeup artist at the shoot lit up with excitement the moment she saw Wu Jin. She hadn't expected GOD's new player to be a pretty girl!
Wu Jin had never worn makeup or taken particular care of her skin, yet it was in better condition than most people's. Perhaps it was because she was young, but even more than that, she was naturally beautiful.
The young makeup artist looked at the brush in her hand, her gaze growing considerably more determined.
She was determined to make Wu Jin the most beautiful woman in FKL!
Wu Jin: (・・?)
"All done. Jin, you're so beautiful! Ahhhh!"
The young makeup artist covered her mouth in delight. How could a face be so beautiful?
I really want to kiss her!
Wu Jin opened her eyes and stared at herself in the mirror. It was her, but she looked a little different.
The makeup wasn't heavy, with gray as the main color. It looked clean and sharp yet delicate. Wu Jin's brows and eyes had a relatively heroic look, while the lower half of her face was softer, giving her an even more boyish air.
Wantonly hurriedly looked over at the sound and was thoroughly stunned too. "Little A Jin, maybe you're not joining the esports scene. You're about to break into show business."
Clear leaned over from the next table to look at Wu Jin in the mirror.
He had to admit that Wu Jin's face was beautiful enough to make gods and mortals weep, but he wasn't bad-looking himself.
"Miss, please make me look handsome. I can't lose to her."
"Brother Mu, what do you think?"
Shi Mu got up from the couch and walked over to Wu Jin. Resting a hand on his chin, he studied her face with the utmost care, then smiled. "You look like a rabbit boss."
Wantonly looked utterly baffled. "What's a rabbit boss?"
Wu Jin shook her head.
She didn't know.
GOD's players were all good-looking, and Wantonly and Clear were especially good at posing, so their shoots went quickly and easily.
Shi Mu didn't pose much, but when he stood there and met the camera's lens, his confident, flamboyant aura seemed to seep into everyone whose gaze met his.
Only Wu Jin stood stiffly in front of the camera, without an expression or a pose. The photographer asked her to smile, and Wu Jin obediently did so, producing a smile stiffer than a zombie that had been lying around for hundreds of years. She looked as though she'd had a hard life...
Watching from the sidelines, Clear laughed so hard he couldn't catch his breath. He crouched on the floor, clutching his stomach and howling.
Mindful of Wu Jin's dignity, Wantonly only dared to hold his laughter in.
Shi Mu was much more direct. What he said made Wu Jin's forced smile collapse instantly.
"Don't force her. She looks like she was kidnapped."
Shi Mu's joke made Wu Jin less nervous, and her expression became much more natural. The photographer seized the chance to take the shot, and they continued shooting for quite a while before it was time for the group photo.
Brother Qian stood to the side giving directions, all of which came down to one thing: his precious Wu Jin had to be in the center.
"Time, raise your hand. Jin, put yours on his. Yes, that's it! Hold it."
Feeling the cold touch against his hand and then leave it, Shi Mu turned his head slightly toward Wu Jin. All he could see were her faintly trembling eyelashes and the bridge of her nose.
The camera flashed with a click, preserving the moment.
In the photo, Clear wore a carefree, crooked grin, his uniform jacket slung carelessly halfway on. Wantonly stood with Clear's arm around his shoulders and both hands in his pockets, the catlike lines on his face made much more prominent by his smile.
Wu Jin's chin was slightly raised, giving her the detached air of a god looking down on humanity, removed from it all. Shi Mu's head was tilted slightly as he supported Wu Jin's hand, like a god's most devout believer.
Bin stood at the very edge, some distance from the other four, though it wasn't clear whether it was deliberate. His expression was cold, as though he were merely going through the motions.
When the final photos were ready, Brother Qian was very satisfied. Though he felt something was a little strange, he paid it no mind and happily posted them on the official Weibo account.
[GOD Club official Weibo: The team is assembled. Top laner: @GOD--Jin, jungler: @GOD--Time, mid laner: @GOD--Clear, support: @GOD--Wantonly, ADC: @GOD--bin. Let's look forward to the upcoming spring season!]
"Am I awake? The new top laner is a girl?"
"Holy crap, besides Flower, there's another girl to watch? She's so pretty, help! What a god-tier good-looking team!"
"Can't GOD find anyone? It's hilarious that they got a woman to play professionally. I'm calling it now: GOD won't have anything to do with Worlds next year."
"Ahhhhhhh, why is her hand in Time's?!"
"These uniforms are pretty eye-catching, but why does it feel like they're a bunch of villains..."
"Same here. They give off such a villainous vibe. The ones with cold faces look cold, and the ones smiling seem to be looking down on me..."
"Please, women, stop ruining esports. I'm begging you. Feels like FKL is finished too."
"So you'll just spew whatever you want because you have a mouth? Why can't women play? What's with the sexism?"
As expected, GOD landed on several trending searches again: #GOD's new female player #Can girls play esports or not #GOD--Time.
Reading the top comments under the Weibo post, Wantonly clicked his tongue a few times. These netizens still hadn't seen how terrifying Little A Jin could be.
He reposted it as Brother Qian had instructed, though he slipped in a little something of his own.
[GOD--Wantonly: Jin, are you ready to go on a killing spree? (Reposted Weibo)]
Clear clicked his tongue and followed suit.
[GOD--Clear: Jin, are you ready to blind their dog eyes? (Reposted Weibo)]
Brother Qian nearly blacked out when he saw their posts, especially the uncivilized language in Clear's.
"Clear, keep this up and I'll dock a month's pay!"
Clear clicked his tongue dismissively. "I don't care."
Shi Mu pressed send as well.
[GOD--TIME: Jin, are you ready to carry me to victory? (Reposted Weibo)]
"Holy crap, Brother Mu, yours is fucking awesome!"
"Heh, you bunch of copycats."
Although bin disdained to join in such a boring chain, he made a token repost too. He couldn't wait for the netizens to curse even more fiercely.
Wu Jin looked at everyone's Weibo posts on the computer, then looked at Shi Mu. He turned his head and raised an eyebrow, his smile as flirtatious as ever.
When she met Clear's gaze, he haughtily turned his head away and snorted. Wantonly lifted his chin at Wu Jin, meaning, Brother Cheng's got your back!
Wu Jin looked away and stared coldly at the screen, then clicked the left mouse button.
[GOD--Jin: I'm ready. (Reposted Weibo)]
Brother Qian watched the rowdy young players but ultimately didn't stop them.
This was an expression of team spirit too, wasn't it?
Besides, he'd made an alternate account himself and was trading insults with the haters in the comments.
How dare they insult their Jin?! He'd curse those haters so hard they wouldn't be able to find their mothers.