The other side.
When going to the cafeteria for lunch at noon, He Changkong went against his usual practice and waited until there were more people. This was very different from his usual style, but Meng Yan, who went with him, didn't think much about it. He just sighed while queuing for food: "There are quite a lot of people today."
In addition to the players of their game, there were also players of a dozen other games, as well as other staff members. Although they had different dining areas, they had to queue up together for ordinary meals. During the peak meal time, there were indeed quite a few people in the cafeteria.
He Changkong said "hmm", looked around calmly, and said to Meng Yan: "Don't you want to know what happened between me and Xiao Luan?"
He seemed to make a gesture to lower his voice, but he was not actually speaking in a low voice. To others, it seemed that He Changkong wanted to say something that was difficult to say directly, but because the cafeteria environment was a bit noisy, he had to speak louder.
In short, everyone around heard that something seemed to be going on between He Changkong and Shen Yanming.
Meng Yan had been leaning forward to look at today's dishes, but when he heard He Changkong's question, he retracted his head and gave He Changkong a confused look: "What???" When did he want to know? No, what happened between these two people
Meng Yan quickly recalled that although Shen Yanming seemed to be out today, the words "Ge Ge Tie Tie" that Shen Yanming said to He Changkong before leaving the training room last night were still lingering in his ears, almost making him homophobic. That's it, what else can be done? Could it be that something extraordinary happened between these two people in just one night
Could it be that because of a conflict, Shen Yanming angrily returned to her parents' home today
Surprised by his own imagination, Meng Yan saw He Changkong's expression change from confusion to horror: "What's wrong with you?"
He Changkong pointed to a place in the corner of the cafeteria where people could get drinks by themselves: "It's late, there are too many people here."
Meng Yan: “Okay…” How come you’ve learned to keep people in suspense
Even after finishing his meal, Meng Yan still felt strange. He Changkong was acting very strange today. He even took the initiative to talk to him about his emotional matters. You know, He Changkong is usually a taciturn person and you can't pry his mouth open easily.
The two of them took their cutlery to the corner, and across a shelf was a place to get drinks. Meng Yan complained to himself, "Is there not enough people here? From time to time, someone would come to pour Coke!"
But Meng Yan didn't say much. He sat down and took two bites of rice: "Go on, don't you want to say it?"
He Changkong: "Wait."
Meng Yan: “?”
After waiting for a while, He Changkong saw the new assistant of the second team coming over with five or six cups. It seemed that he was here to get water for others.
At this time, He Changkong spoke: "We had a quarrel."
Shen Yanming, who was having a great conversation with Professor He in another city, suddenly sneezed.
Meng Yan: "Ah???"
After getting over his initial shock, Meng Yan forced himself to calm down. He whispered, "You two are so inseparable, how can you still quarrel?"
He Changkong: "Well, I feel a little uncomfortable. I don't even want to play the game."
Meng Yan's eyes almost popped out: "What!!! Cheer up, brother! It's just a quarrel! Wait, is this your personality? You are too much like the Chinese representative in our class who broke up with her boyfriend and stopped going to class!"
He Changkong sighed.
Meng Yan racked his brains and said some chicken soup. He Changkong had been acting strangely during the training these few days, and he even said this today. He even thought that He Changkong had been possessed by someone. However, after he finished his long speech, he saw that He Changkong was not listening to him at all. He didn't know where his attention was.
Meng Yan was a little angry and was about to continue speaking when He Changkong spoke up: "Okay, thank you brother, let's eat."
He Changkong saw the little assistant who had been pouring water from many cups for a long time leave.
Meng Yan: "No, I was serious about what I said to you just now. You really can't go on like this..."
He Changkong smiled and said, "I lied to you. We didn't quarrel, nor did we feel bad. I didn't want to play the game."
Meng Yan was completely bewildered: "Ah? No, there's no need to be embarrassed about this kind of thing. If there is a problem, let's solve it. Don't keep it in your heart..."
He Changkong: "I'll explain it to you when I get back. I was just confirming something."
He Changkong started to feel something was wrong the day he received Xu Jun's text message.
Although Xu Yun later said that he found out about him and Shen Yanming because he would search his name online from time to time, wasn't the timing too coincidental? As soon as someone broke the news about them online, Xu Yun immediately sent him a text message.
Especially, she even knew the dates of his matches and hotels... Of course, it's not impossible to find out where the hotel is, but even experienced fans have to spend some time to find out, how can a middle-aged woman who doesn't know anything about the circle know so much? Even if she is a local, it's a bit unreasonable.
He even deliberately came to the hotel to find him the night before the game to mess with his mentality.
He Changkong thought of that post again, where the poster swore that he and Shen Yanming would definitely be affected and would not play well. At the time, it seemed like he was just talking nonsense, but now thinking back, it seemed like the poster had known in advance that He Changkong would definitely be upset by something - for example, he would be affected by his mother who came to make trouble.
He Changkong, who had a strong desire to explore, went to take a look at the post again.
The forum has an anonymous mode, but He Changkong knows a friend who is a forum administrator and can retrieve the posting records of the same account.
Now all forums require real-name registration, but unless you sue the other party, even the administrator friends cannot provide specific real-name information, and the real-name information may be verified by using other people's ID cards, so it is not feasible to directly ask who posted the post. You can also check the IP, but ordinary users can only locate the city with the IP, which is not very useful. Moreover, if the other party uses a proxy IP, the city checked may not be the real one.
Therefore, if you want to know who posted the message, you can only look for clues in the message.
The other party was obviously quite careful, even though he was anonymous, he still used a small account. However, in order to prevent others from posting random posts or advertising, this forum will give weights based on the activity of the account, so the small account must also post frequently to stay active.
So in the past month, this small account has replied to many irrelevant posts.
He Changkong flipped through the posts one by one without much hope. It took him a long time, so long that Shen Yanming, who was lying next to him playing with his phone, asked him in confusion why he spent so much time browsing the forum today.
Unfortunately, He Changkong didn't find any useful information that night.
He thought about it almost all night. To post such a post to stir up trouble, it must be because he was bored. Even considering the tone of the post and Xu Yun who came to trouble him later, the poster might have a plan for the next step, maybe he wanted to ruin his reputation and his mentality step by step...
Of course he could choose to ignore it.
To be honest, he was really upset. It might be a bit unfilial to say this, but when Xu Yun appeared in front of him, he would think of his dark childhood and adolescence. As long as he thought of Xu Yun, it was difficult for him to be happy. In addition, Xu Yun came that day and brought a truth he had never known before - his father was a gay who cheated on marriage.
Then Xu Jun scolded him mercilessly and ordered him to break up with Shen Yanming.
At that moment, these indigestible negative energies exploded directly, and only some negative thoughts remained in his mind. He wished that he had never appeared in this world.
However, those dark sides disappeared without a trace when they saw Shen Yanming.
He can still play well, but...
He thought about it for a long time and felt that if he fought hard and failed to meet the other party's wishes, the other party might come up with some new methods... But it is also possible that the matter would just be left unresolved. If he wanted to find out who was behind this, he had to fall into the other party's trap temporarily.
But in order to fall into the opponent's trap, he had to play badly first. If he really didn't play well because of his mentality, it would be fine, but if he could actually play well but played badly, it would undoubtedly be a very unfair thing to his teammates and a lack of e-sports spirit.
He thought deeply for a whole night, and after considering all the situations, he still felt that it was better to make some mistakes first than to keep a hidden danger of not knowing what kind of big incident would happen. After the matter was over, he would take the initiative to explain the reason and accept the punishment, and take the initiative to tell the organizing committee that he had played a passive game, and he would take the punishment and apologize as he should.
He did not discuss it with anyone else, not even Shen Yanming. The main reason was that he was the only one who played badly and had a reasonable reason. But if he told others, the whole team would play badly on purpose, and it would be too obvious to show off, and it might even cause the whole team to be sanctioned by the organizer.
He was not worried that he would not lose. Their team's current playing style was centered around He Changkong and Shen Yanming, and the reason why Shen Yanming was able to perform some extreme operations was mostly due to his cooperation with He Changkong. It could be said that the two of them were indispensable to each other. Therefore, if He Changkong was defeated, the other teammates centered around Shen Yanming would have a hard time playing - at this stage, the opponents were all top-notch, and a single mistake would lead to a complete loss.
This was actually one of their team's problems. He Changkong had mentioned this before, but because they had been playing well and nothing had happened, everyone said they wanted to practice more other formations, but in fact they didn't pay enough attention to it. This was just the right opportunity to alert the players.
After the 0-3 score, as He Changkong expected, a quarrel broke out online.
But the situation is not bad. Even if some people scold He Changkong for being too delicious, it is still within the scope of rational discussion.
Things started to get interesting only after news of his recent "bad condition" leaked out.
In fact, he is a person who doesn't show his emotions very much. If he is really in a bad state, he will try his best to avoid causing trouble to others. But recently he has been doing this deliberately. It is not enough to stay in the training room and pretend to be dead. He also seems a little depressed in other public areas.
Then someone in the forum started to reveal information, saying that He Changkong's training condition had deteriorated sharply recently and he almost gave up on himself.
He Changkong temporarily borrowed authority from his friend who was a forum administrator, and found that the person who initially led the pace was the anonymous poster.
At this point, he could roughly infer that the poster was someone from the base, but there was no evidence.
Everybody saw the last match, so everyone felt that what the poster said was highly credible. Initially, there was hope that He Changkong could adjust his condition, but after about a dozen posts, a fan who was so brainless that even a normal person would be furious appeared in the thread.
This person calls himself a Kong fan. It’s not strange to be a Kong fan, but the annoying thing is that he keeps saying things like “Don’t you allow him to have bad times?” “When he played well before, you didn’t say much good things to him. Haha, this is what e-sports fans are like. You must demand that every player be perfect like a god in every game. As long as there is a little problem, you will kick him when he’s down.” “No matter what you say, my brother is the best. You are just being sarcastic here.”…
Someone immediately responded, saying that the fan circle dog is out again? And where is the brother? Who the hell is playing a game and still calls the brother older than him
As a result, the post became more and more noisy, and people who came later began to make sarcastic remarks, saying that He Changkong was just a traffic star in the e-sports circle and that no one could say a word about him.
In short, it brought a lot of negative things to He Changkong.
He Changkong used administrator privileges to look at the fan again. Although the posting ID and IP were different, none of his previous comments had anything to do with He Changkong, which really did not fit the image of a die-hard fan.
It should be an account used to play the role of a black.
I have to say it’s really high. I guess there will be another round of cyber violence... If He Changkong was a little more psychologically fragile, he might have really been in trouble.
He Changkong still used the dumbest method, looking through the comments of this fan who suddenly appeared one by one.
Hard work pays off. He Changkong saw a reply from a month ago.
This guy talks a lot and chats on the forum every day. If He Changkong had less patience, he probably wouldn't have been able to find this post.
It didn't leak any privacy, it was just a daily post sharing recent life. The poster commented in the post, "Showing off the new badminton racket I got today." The accompanying picture was a racket, and the background was an ordinary-looking badminton hall.
There was just a banner in the badminton hall, and only half of the banner was photographed. The words on it roughly read "... have a strong physique, and its..."
He Changkong was quite familiar with this banner.
Because he wrote the words and the people in charge of logistics at the base typed them out.
The complete sentence is "Without a strong body, everything else is bullshit."
Of course, his handwriting is not special, just ordinary and beautiful, and there is no feature that can be recognized at a glance. In addition, the staff of the base just asked him to write it casually, and did not publicize it outside. Maybe only a few of his teammates knew that the handwriting was written by him. Therefore, it is normal that no one in the post can tell that this is the badminton hall of tmm. Maybe the person who took the photo himself did not know... Besides, this daily post is actually quite unpopular, with only a dozen people replying in total.
It was very important to get this information, so He Changkong found some free time to go to the Security Department. On the pretext that his express delivery had been stolen, he retrieved the information about the people coming in and out of the express delivery point on the day the person posted the message.
Badminton rackets are quite large items, and the express packaging is usually very conspicuous.
That day, there were two people who took the long express delivery. He Changkong went to the badminton court for a walk and found that only one of the two people, a little assistant named eyes who had just been there for more than a month, went to the badminton hall more often.
This young assistant is really young, just a few months short of turning 15. The club originally had a minimum age limit of 16, but the club and his parents were eager to join the team, and Eyes performed really well, so they made an exception and recruited him. When he first came in, everyone had a passionate discussion about him.
Thinking back, He Changkong felt that he had seen Eyes quite frequently recently. However, since they played the same game, had training rooms next to each other, and lived next to each other, He Changkong didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
But he still lacked one final confirmation.
He thought that if it was really Eyes, he would seize every opportunity to follow his movements.
He Changkong spent another two days to roughly understand Eyes's daily routine in the base. He deliberately chose the time when the other party would go to the cafeteria to eat. When he confirmed that this person was in the queue for food, he deliberately said those words to Meng Yan.
He opened the forum in the evening to see if there was any new news.
The poster of the explosive post is here again, this time he said: I heard that the main player of a certain team is deeply troubled by love, and it is estimated that she will always be a sluggish player. Let's discuss rationally, can such a player really continue to be the main player? (By the way, I said a while ago that their love affair affected the game, and everyone didn't believe it at that time. Do you believe it now?)
He Changkong thought to himself, as expected.
Shen Yanming suddenly opened the door and came back when He Changkong was concentrating on reading the post. He Changkong looked away from the screen: "You're back? Why didn't you ask me to pick you up?"
"Hey, it's not like I don't know the way. I still need you to pick me up." Shen Yanming took off his coat and wanted to jump onto the bed, but after a moment of hesitation, he didn't move. "I'd better go take a shower first."
He Changkong: "Go ahead."
Shen Yanming asked again: "Aren't you curious about what I did today?"
He Changkong asked in cooperation: "Then what did you do?"
Shen Yanming thought about it, but still didn't know where to start. He didn't know whether what he heard today was good news or bad news for He Changkong, but no matter what, he had to tell He Changkong about it. He tilted his head and said, "I'm going to take a shower first, organize my words, and tell you later."