No one had ever told Qin Jue that public opinion was far more dire than he imagined.
When he made their relationship public, he didn't see a few bad comments, so he didn't go too far into investigating what happened after Qi Ji took the blame, "I broke him off."
Hearing what Chu Lianhe said at this moment, Qin Jue was of course flustered and a little confused.
"How did you know?" Qin Jue asked, and the other party replied: "I heard it in the infirmary that day... Anyway, the flower god was very sad."
With that said, Chu Lianhe explained everything he heard Qi Ji chatting with Dr. Meng that day.
Qin Jue's chest felt tight, and he asked again: "...Then how did you know that my fans are carelessly criticizing him?"
"..." However, the boy who was still complaining just now raised his voice and evaded his eyes, "... Don't misunderstand me, I just saw it accidentally and I am not familiar with your fans."
"Saw it accidentally?" Qin Jue frowned and waved to him, "How can I believe it if you don't show it to me?"
The other party started hesitating and hesitating, but Qin Jue, who was so impatient, didn't even bother with him. He immediately walked over and looked at him: "Do you want to give it to me?"
With his height of 1.8cm, Qin Jue always has an overwhelming aura in the southern city. The other person looked up at him, and even though he looked dissatisfied, he had to take out his phone and flip through it: "... Just take a look."
Qin Jue lowered his head and took the phone. He originally thought, "My fans are all Bodhisattva and good people in the world. How could I scold Qi Ji?" However, not long after, he seemed to see some kind of cult organization on the screen.
Among them, there are even some people he is familiar with who have left messages on his Weibo and are gentle and polite.
In the curses one by one, from Fanhua deceiving Yanshen to gain popularity for herself, causing Yanshen to be scolded for homophobia, to the Dead Mom Club using our Yanshen as a gun to sell him, to the whole family hanging a tree at night, from Yanshen joining the team He personally set the stage and set the pace, and everything was included. It can be said that he created a big drama of deceiving people, money, and feelings.
The name of this scene is also coming to mind, probably, it can be called Yanshen E-Sports Circle Suffering Chronicle.
Looking at those puzzling abbreviations, Qin Jue almost didn’t understand what they were saying, and his whole temple gradually started to hurt: “…Is it because my education level is not good enough that I can’t understand Chinese characters that have been in the nine-year compulsory education or above? This is all. What jb thing?"
After seeing that many people also hinted that they had scolded their teammates in private messages, asked for their phone numbers, and even blamed Shen Ye for asking him to retire as soon as possible, Qin Jue felt stabbed in his heart: "What does it have to do with Shen Ye? ? "
Although Chu Lianhe stared at him seriously, his tone was as absent-minded as possible: "Who makes the captain act like a CP fan? Someone keeps asking about you and Flower God during his live broadcast. Not only is he not angry, but he is also generous. Let’s chat a few words—this was originally a fan watching the live broadcast without thinking, but in the end he was scolded for liking your popularity.”
With that said, Chu Lianhe turned back and took a sip of water, as if he was ready to have a good chat with him.
Qin Jue flipped through his phone and casually entered his homepage - it was actually a small account, and the background of the page was a photo of Qin Jue with a blushing face and stickers all around.
"?" Qin Jue was startled, and was so frightened by the PS technology that he quit, "Why is my background on your Weibo??"
Chu Lianhe was startled, and after realizing something, he immediately wanted to grab the phone: "-I forgot to change it, no, where are you now??"
As soon as Qin Jue raised his arm, the thing in his hand reached a height that was out of Chu Lianhe's reach: "Why the hell could he be your father if he wasn't me? What on earth do you want to do?"
The two pushed each other twice, and Chu Lianhe, who was more than 10 centimeters shorter than Qin Jue, looked desperate: "... I'm in the base now. I don't want to be rough with you. Give me back my phone."
"Are you going to be violent with me? If I wanted to, you would have to leave your hymen here today." Qin Jue smiled disdainfully, pressed his shoulder and threw the phone back to him, "...You little guy, you don't know how. Are you a fan pretending to be black and planning to smear me?"
After saying that, Qin Jue admired his own intelligence, but the other party shrugged his eyebrows and sat back on the chair: "... Just take it as such."
Seeing the game interface on the opponent's screen starting again, Qin Jue said a few words before leaving: "Some people are useless even if they practice 18 hours a day. It's better to go to bed early, otherwise they won't grow taller."
When he opened the door, the other party yelled, "I'm only 17 this year and I'm 175 in my fucking shoes." So he didn't forget to kill people and hurt his heart: "We are both the cutest and the height difference is still 175? Wear less high heels." , women’s clothing is easily addictive.”
So in the end, Chu Lianhe was so angry that he almost burned his tinfoil before entering a new round of the game.
***
After cleaning up the child, Qin Jue felt relieved, but when he returned to the dormitory, his mood became a bit heavy.
His three roommates were lying in the dark room. Obviously, they couldn't have known that his fans were acting like monsters all day long, but no one had ever mentioned it to him.
Qin Jue felt a little itchy and uncomfortable, and was afraid that saying thank you would create a touching atmosphere of love, so he simply raised his hand and turned on the light.
"Everyone wake up."
Because of the sudden dazzling light and his shouting, several people in front of them opened their eyes and got up one after another, but their expressions were a little confused.
"What's wrong?" Seeing that his ears were red, Shen Ye was the first to rub his eyes, with a look on his face that I understood, "... Are you in fucking heat again? You want me and Cui Shen to go out? This is against team rules. brother."
However, Cui Xuezhi had already thrown out the clothes: "Young man, five minutes of charging can last for two hours. Please understand. Let's go back next door."
Qi Ji also reclined on the pillow and said in a second: "Senior... can you move by yourself today? I'm a little tired~"
Qin Jue's cheeks turned red because of the three of them, and he almost forgot about the business. It wasn't until Shen Ye put on his slippers to pass him that he came to his senses and pushed him back to the bed.
"You are not allowed to move." Qin Jue looked down at Shen Ye from a high position. After the other party was stunned for a moment, he had to smile and pull the quilt over, with a pitiful look on his face: "Don't be like this, Mr. Qin, people don't sell themselves in their art."
"...Don't talk." Qin Jue's tone was still fierce, but after locking the door arrogantly, he hesitated a little, "I want to ask you... I want to ask you something."
Several people probably sensed his seriousness and became serious. Then, after they were concerned for a long time, Qin Jue stared at the valuable solid wood floor and said slowly: "Why didn't anyone tell me that some of my fans have actually always been there?" Are you causing trouble?"
The air suddenly became quiet and flowed between the people without leaving a trace. A few seconds later, Shen Ye was the first to smile: "I thought you were going to say something. Is it because we are not busy enough in training or our little sister is not old enough? You Do you still have time to think about this?"
Cui Xuezhi also breathed a sigh of relief and told him to go to bed quickly: "Why do you care about these things? We know the rules, so don't interfere."
Qin Jue glanced at Qi Ji and asked, "What about you?"
Qi Ji looked at him, his eyes frightened for a second before he smiled again: "Senior, is your brain as sensitive as your body? How can I care about these things?"
However, in the face of his teasing, Qin Jue was just anxious: "You are obviously very stressed and unhappy about being criticized by my fans, but you didn't tell me. Even the newcomers in the team knew about it, but I didn't know about it."
A silence spread, and several people's eyes turned to Qi Ji. However, Qi Ji's voice stopped and became stronger: "Don't listen to other people's nonsense... Come here and sleep."
While giving stern orders, he raised his gentle arms to signal Qin Jue, but Qin Jue still stood there and refused to move.
"Okay, Yanshen, stop making trouble, you'll be easily fooled like this." Even though Shen Ye tried to persuade Qin Jue, Qin Jue just shrank his shoulders in fear and still refused to obey: "Then... you Even though you cried to Dr. Meng, you didn’t tell me whether it was Dr. Meng or me you wanted.”
As he said that, he took out everything he heard and questioned it. It was obvious that he could no longer believe that the person in front of him was lying to him. However, Qi Ji licked his lips and interrupted him as if unwilling to admit: "... It's all small things, the audience knows. There aren’t many. It’s normal for some people to be radical. I can just adjust myself. If I tell my seniors, won’t I cause more trouble?… Come over here and sleep, and don’t say any more.”
There was a subtle smell of fire and medicine in the air. After hearing this, Qin Jue walked over, took off his shoes and stepped on his calf through the quilt: "You actually talked to your senior like this, do you want to be punished? "
That kind of force would definitely not cause any pain, but Qi Ji still grabbed his thin ankle and pulled hard: "... I think senior doesn't know the consequences of making unreasonable troubles."
Qin Jue staggered and fell into his arms and was hugged tightly by him. Seeing this, the two old fritters also hugged Qi Ji and prepared to retreat.
But no one expected that Qin Jue would suddenly hold Qi Ji's shoulders to distance the two of them. His eyes were not trying to flirt with him: "I'm serious, Qi Ji."
Qi Ji looked at him, still holding the edge of his underwear open with his hands, and continued to avoid questions. He also tilted his little head and looked at his butt from behind like a gangster.
But this time, Qin Jue, who usually wouldn't be able to get away from being touched, firmly restrained the hand, and his tone became more serious: "I know very well why you are unhappy. There must be a lot of curses, surfing netizens who eat melons, Fans of other teams will definitely criticize you a lot, and few trolls can affect your mood—except for my crazy fans, right?"
Qi Ji's eyes were silent for a moment and his hands were loosened, so Qin Jue put his legs on his legs, sat aside angrily, and continued to push him gently: "I know you all want to stop me, I was like an idiot and thought I was lucky and nothing happened, so now who can tell me how many comments the team has deleted before?"
Shen Ye looked at the lamp above his head and knew that he couldn't hide it anymore: "... Not only will the comments be deleted, 90% of the public relations fees will be spent on you."
Qin Jue's feet paused, but Shen Ye held up his face and smiled warmly. He completely understood why he was angry: "Yanshen, you have to understand that this is the only way to commercialize e-sports projects. You have to start from the beginning." Joining the team is a controversial point in team building - the more attractive your experience is, the more random people will come here, so the proportion of idiot fans is naturally high. But the team never thinks this is a bad thing, or in other words, You can understand that this is the team’s tacit approval.”
Qin Jue's Adam's apple twitched, and when he was about to say something, Shen Ye interrupted him: "Do you think I didn't see those idiot fans of yours scolding me on Weibo every day? Let me tell you, when TIPC hits me in two days, I will If there is one mistake with Cui Shen, they will immediately let us retire and don't delay Yanshen's bright future - but you have to learn not to be swayed by fans' opinions, just like me. Who didn't give me Wen Rong Lao Lu's fan back then? Have you ever sent out a funeral photo? Shouldn’t I still be accepting guests?”
"But..." However, after listening to his explanation, Qin Jue still heard vague arguments in his mouth, "But you can't fucking make my little sister cry!"
"... What the hell - so I'm actually a subordinate??" Shen Ye's head hurt for a while, and he said after a long time, "Then this is Xiao Qi's fault. He was sad because of the fans' comments, and his brain was kicked by a donkey?"
Under the light, Qi Ji, who had released his aura of general attack just now, couldn't help but feel at a loss. What's more, he didn't expect that Qin Jue and Shen Ye would soon start arguing for him.
"He is still a child, can't he be affected by public opinion? Besides, TIPC is about to start and there is already a lot of pressure. He has always been stupid. He likes whoever likes me, so he likes my fans - but he injured his hand because of me. , but was scolded for not training hard and taking advantage of the heat, and couldn’t say anything. It’s normal to feel grievances.”
"Normal? What's normal? You're almost 19 years old, and you're still a child after having your foreskin circumcised? I think you're just protecting your shortcomings."
"Do I protect my shortcomings?? He is not short-sighted, but I also want to protect him. Fans can discuss the game and criticize anyone, but they can't criticize you without thinking in the name of liking me and doing my best!" Qin Jue said and pulled out the On the phone, he said angrily, "I'll buy a membership and I'll pin it to the top!"
Qin Jue was forced to spend money to replenish his membership. The matter was obviously serious, so Shen Ye immediately jumped over and almost trampled Qi Ji and vomited blood: "Don't fucking mess around -"
The two of them turned over and started fighting on the bed, making Qi Ji, who was tall and thin next to him, look weak and helpless. After a row of dirty words and harsh words, it was Cui Xuezhi who interrupted their argument: "Let him say whatever he wants. Team Shen.”
At the moment, Shen Ye was already being pinned down by Qin Jue due to his physical disadvantage, so he had to turn his head to look at Cui Xuezhi in confusion: "... Juexue, you know this will cause trouble."
But Cui Xuezhi lowered his eyes and said: "There have always been conflicts between fans, all because they can't win the game. I think this is normal. But now I haven't lost the game, I just made the relationship public, and that's it. It can be said that It’s unprecedented, and it should have been controlled—the team’s decision may have been right at the beginning, but it’s not impossible to adjust.”
As he said that, his eyes scanned the faces of the three teammates and returned to Shen Ye: "No one can win the game all the time, including us - most Yanshen fans are really telling you to go and retire. You Are you really not sad? Who are you farting for?"
Although Cui Xuezhi's tone was calm, it still made Shen Ye purse his lips unconsciously and did not move again.
When Qin Jue saw this, he looked at him like a winner, then got up from him and unlocked his phone again.
"I think you are about to become the first e-sports player in history to criticize his own fans." Shen Ye closed his eyes in despair and began to chatter, "I should tell you more about how we got here back then. Being scolded is nothing. , having no money is the worst thing... I can't even bear to buy more condoms. How many people have I missed because of this... "
Qi Ji also had an anxious look on his face, and his little hands were ready to stop him, but Qin Jue kicked them both: "Shut the hell up, I know how to deal with it myself. I need you to help me with everything. I Where should I put my general offensive dignity?"
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