CHAPTER 104

"Hand in hand, one step, two steps, three steps, four steps up the ladder. Watch adding one point, two points, three points, four points to your rank. Back to back, wishing this month's pay will be its full amount ~ ~ ~ ~It must come true!" Little Fatty leaned, with his bottom sticking up, on the railing on the second floor while humming. "Downstairs, who's in the hell of Diamond 2 or 1 right now? Send your password to Cheng Ge so he can take me with him to move up the ranks-- --"

One second later, everyone on the first floor, except Dubhe who was wearing his earphones, all answered.

"Let me just use Tong Yao's alternate id." Lu Sicheng sat down on his seat, clicked his mouse, then picked up his cell phone to search for it on WeChat before logging into the account. While waiting to get into the game, he took a glance at Little Fatty: "Fatty, you seem to be in a very good mood?"

"Who, me?" His mouth widened like a husky, Little Fatty turned his head: "No, I'm not."

He skipped with ballet steps, jumped back to his own seat, bent over to click his mouse to accept the friend request from "Superman" and invited the user to his group.

The moment he pulled the chair out to sit down, Little Fatty felt the person next to him had become very quiet before opening his mouth again: "Are you doing it on purpose?"

"What on purpose?"

"..."

Lu Sicheng clicked open the rune page to begin picking runs for an ad and said without moving his eyes away from the screen: "It's nothing."

Then the two of them started to play ranked matches.

*

In the first match, Lu Sicheng chose Draven as his champion despite the fact that a lot of other ad champions hadn't been banned, such as Vayne, Sivir, Kog'Maw, and Twitch. Little Fatty innocently thought it was because Lu Sicheng wanted to help him rank up so he had brought out his secret weapon. Fifteen minutes after the game started, Little Fatty used a split screen to take a look at Lu Sicheng's farm-- --

Little Fatty: "...Cheng Ge, do you know how to play Draven?"

Lu Sicheng blocked the rapid fired dissing in Korean from a Korean teammate and said rather indifferently: "I don't."

Little Fatty: "..."

*

The second match, Little Fatty saw Lu Sicheng had pre-selected Draven when he entered the game. One teammate sent a "?". Little Fatty directly banned Draven with a stoned face…...He believed the five players of the opposing team were also full of question marks now-- --

Lu Sicheng: "Why did you ban my Draven?"

Little Fatty: "Because you don't know how to play him, but I want to move up."

Lu Sicheng: "..."

Then Lu Sicheng chose Varus and sent Little Fatty dropping from Diamond 2 back to Diamond 1.

*

In the third match, Lu Sicheng used Urgot.

This champion was so rarely used by players that probably even the LoL game designers had long forgotten about the existence of this champion. Little Fatty wondered where Lu Sicheng had dug him up. But Lu Sicheng justified his choice: "The enemy jungler is Li Huanshuo. I'll stay put at bot this round. Urgot is good against gank."

"..."

Little Fatty asked Lu Sicheng how he knew that it was Li Huanshuo over there. Lu Sicheng clicked open the chat window on the lower left corner of his screen which kept blinking to show it to Little Fatty-- --The id in the chat window indeed was the id of Li Huanshuo on the Korean server. He had typed a lot of Korean, it looked like he was quite excited about something.

Little Fatty: "What did he say?"

Lu Sicheng: "In the beginning, he's confessing to our mid like he always does."

Little Fatty: "But it's Korean in the chat."

Lu Sicheng: "Later I told him 'I'm Chessman, please shut up'."

Little Fatty: "...Then?"

Lu Sicheng: "Then comes the endless questions, asking me why I can use our mid's id."

Little Fatty: "Why?"

Lu Sicheng closed the chat window and retorted with a faint smile: "What do you think?"

Little Fatty stopped asking questions. He felt that there was evilness in Lu Sicheng's smile…...Finally, Little Fatty won this match. It was probably because compared to Little Fatty, the noisy Li Huanshuo irritated Lu Sicheng more-- --

Little Fatty certainly didn't know about all this.

On that night, Little Fatty continued to play duos with Lu Sicheng. Lu Sicheng had taken turns using every irregular and seldom used ad champion in LOL that he could find. In the end, at 1 am in the morning, Little Fatty remained at Diamond 2…...The difference in points between now and when he started playing duos with Lu Sicheng earlier that night was -100.

Lu Sicheng threw down his mouse and massaged his wrist: "It looks like this isn't a good night for getting more points."

Little Fatty: "Getting points? This is what you call getting points this whole night? It looks more like going to the graveyard to me. Tomb Sweeping Day wasn't too long ago."

"It passed three months ago." Lu Sicheng logged off the game and said without much emotion: "Go sleep."

Little Fatty: "You go ahead. I'm staying here all night. I'm afraid that once I get back in the room, I can't control my urge to press a blanket on your face and send you to eternal rest…...Diamond 3, damn, I'm going to fall to Diamond 3 now. This is the end of the rope of the first support at the first team of the major league-- --"

Lu Sicheng stood up: "Good night."

Little Fatty nodded: "Go to hell."

...

Early in the morning of the next day, everyone got woken up by Xiao Rui to pack for their trip to Xiamen for the Demacia Cup. The flight was in the afternoon-- --

The five players of the A team would be there just to observe and took the chance as a short vacation. Everyone was beaming with joy, except for Lu Sicheng who still had his usual expressionless face. The players of the B team though looked more nervous. They still hadn't gotten over the shock of losing to Obsidian so badly last night...

Tong Yao was busy picking up things both upstairs and downstairs. When she dragged her packed luggage out of her room and was going to move it downstairs, she was stopped by their captain at the top of the staircase-- --

He had a bottle of water in his hand.

Tong Yao: "..."

Nowadays, Tong Yao would have an indecent association in her head whenever she saw the water bottle-- --She probably was the only person in the world who had this kind of strange reaction to a water bottle. She took a look at the people standing downstairs and raised her voice to say: "Thanks captain for bringing me water again!"

"Get it yourself next time."

As Lu Sicheng was saying that, he walked towards Tong Yao's room.

In order to not be suspicious, Tong Yao didn't close the room door but naturally followed Lu Sicheng to go into her room. The first thing she saw was that Lu Sicheng threw the bottle onto her bed, startling the two cats that were curled up in bed. The two cats jumped up and ran out of the room one after another meowing...

Then Lu Sicheng pulled the owner of the cats over to sit on the bed.

He first bent over to rub against her lips then lifted her hair to take a glance at her neck-- --At first he was just casually glancing over it, then he started to stare at it. His other hand also moved up to lift the other side of Tong Yao's hair then he took a look at the other side of the neck...

"What?" Tong Yao held the big hands which were moving back and forth around her head: "What are you looking for?"

"..." Lu Sicheng let her hair go down and asked with a stoned face: "Where's that thing I left there last night?"

"...What thing?" Tong Yao lifted her hand to smooth out her messed up hair.

Lu Sicheng pointed with one finger at roughly the place he had remembered: "You tell me what thing?"

Lu Sicheng's expression looked as if he had let Tong Yao have the all important red buff but she had turned around and gotten killed by the enemy's ad and lost the red buff to the enemy again…...quite unhappy.

…...Tong Yao was confused.

She lifted her hand to touch her neck and thought about it for a moment, then: "Oh. That thing, I certainly have to cover it with co ncealer! Keep it there and wait for others to ask about it?"

"I'm waiting for you to be asked." Lu Sicheng sat down next to Tong Yao: "Then watch you say with a red face that you were bitten by a bug or place a bandage over it to make it even more conspicuous-- --"

"...Captain, watch less of those retarded TV dramas."

"What is concealer?" Lu Sicheng asked.

In the meantime, he couldn't stop himself from rubbing against Tong Yao's neck. After rubbing off layers of foundation, he finally found his own teeth marks. He let go of his own hand and enjoyed looking at it like a pervert.

Tong Yao brushed off his hand and stood up to go to the dressing table. She picked up a thing that looked like lipstick and pulled out the little applicator out of it-- --

"This is it. I usually used it to cover pimples and blemishes. Let me give you a sample..." Tong Yao walked back in front of Lu Sicheng and hooked up his face with one hand. Seeing that Lu Sicheng lifted his head up without any objection, Tong Yao felt especially satisfied and her lips curved up. But she couldn't find any blemishes on his face and said quite disappointedly: "Oh, you don't have any pimples, damn."

Lu Sicheng clasped her hand as she was about to take her hand off his face. Tong Yao followed with the force on her wrist to bend over and accepted the kiss on her lips from the person who was sitting on the bed looking upwards...

The sunlight came in from the window behind the bed and shone on both of their faces from the side.

The kiss this time was different from the impatient and rash kisses from last night. He was now like a lazy feline using the tip of his tongue to trace her lips and moistening her soft lips...

Being so close together, Tong Yao could smell the minty shaving cream on Lu Sicheng which was a perfect match for the early morning sunlight-- --Tong Yao slightly squinted her eyes, pulled her lips away from his, then used her nose tip to rub against his nose tip.

"We don't need to go on stage to play matches at the Demacia Cup. It's surprising that you would shave for it."

"Xiao Rui told me to." Lu Sicheng's voice was low. He lifted his hand to pinch Tong Yao's earlobe. "Though we don't need to go on stage to play games, the camera will probably catch us while we're sitting there watching the matches."

Tong Yao: "Oh." She didn't think too much of it but turned to take a look at herself in the mirror. She noticed that her lips were reddish and returned to the dressing table to put some lipstick to cover it up.

Lu Sicheng sat cross-legged on Tong Yao's bed and watched the reflection of Tong Yao in the mirror: "You put on that thing to tell me not to kiss you?"

Tong Yao stopped in the middle of applying the lipstick: "......You can, this isn't poisonous, just a little expensive."

Lu Sicheng slightly squinted his eyes but kept silent.

He quietly watched Tong Yao put on the lipstick and reapplied the concealer to cover the red mark on her neck. After a short pause, Lu Sicheng suddenly made a shocking statement: "If we go down now to let everyone know the truth, we can still book the same room in Xiamen."

Startled, Tong Yao jabbed herself on the neck with the concealer applicator. She turned around to take a look at Lu Sicheng: "Who wants to stay in the same room with you?"

"I want to."

"Frivolous."

"It's too hard to keep it a secret. I'm afraid you'll be able to open a shop after you retire just selling bottled water."

Tong Yao humphed and turned back to continue applying the concealer while teasing him: "Think about all of your fans, comrade captain, Mr. zero gossip poster boy of esports. You don't want your fans now?"

The man behind Tong Yao became quiet.

Tong Yao looked at him in the mirror out of curiosity.

Then she saw him frown and earnestly said: "I don't want fans now. I only want you."

Tong Yao stopped her hand, after feeling sweet embarrassment, she blinked and laughed at him: "You retard. Go down downstairs."

Lu Sicheng sighed and stood up to walk towards outside-- --

"Hey, bring my luggage with you."

Lu Sicheng came back from the doorway, picked up her luggage with a frustrated look, then walked out of the room and closed the door.

The room quieted down all of sudden. Tong Yao put down the concealer in her hand and fixed her eyes on herself in the mirror. The smile on her lips gradually faded and after a long while, she talked to herself in a low voice: "...How can you not want fans. I can't support this livelihood by myself, what a retard, really."

She lifted her hand to wipe the mirror.

"Retard."