Chapter 133: Lu Feng: Do you want to solo? (2/2)

Xiang Liu was a little nervous. “The regular season has just started. The active players can’t be considered, and those in the second teams have all been evaluated, but none of them stand out…”

Lu Feng: “What about newcomers.”

Xiang Liu was shocked. “Could a newcomer handle it…”

Lu Feng: “The team is gradually taking shape. Bringing in a newcomer won’t be a problem.”

Xiang Liu hesitated. “Then, then I’ll contact more people tomorrow and see how it goes.”

Lu Feng: “Yes.”

Xiang Liu’s heart was unsettled after he disconnected the call.

Two weeks ago, Lu Feng’s first phone call had scared him into having several sleepless nights.

Lu Feng had asked him to find a substitute, a top-lane substitute.

FTW hadn’t had a substitute for many years.

In Glory competitions, six players would be registered for the team competition. Five starters and one substitute.

Most of the time, the substitute in the team would be a player who focused primarily on the singles or doubles games. On one hand, they could substitute in for the 5v5 games, and on the other hand, they could also compete for the title in the other two competitive arenas.

FTW used to have a substitute. It had been Tang Chen, but everyone knew that Tang Chen was a real substitute, and Yuan Ze wouldn’t give him a chance to play.

Later on, the Team of Gods had disbanded, and FTW couldn’t even pull together enough starters, so they hadn’t had the extra manpower to have a substitute.

Last year, they’d won the domestic championship and had a chance to arrange for a substitute.

But Lu Feng had refused.

His reason was––it didn’t make sense.

5v5 relied too much on the team. If one person was upset, it would affect the final game in the arena.

There was only one substitute spot, meaning that only one position could be replaced.

And having a substitute for that person would more or less still have an impact on their state.

Was it that the team didn’t trust them? Did it mean that there was a possibility that they’d be replaced? Was the substitute better than they were?

Lu Feng didn’t want the starters to have this kind of mentality, so he hadn’t wanted to arrange for a substitute.

But now…

Xiang Liu didn’t dare to ask for the reason.

Was it that the treatment results weren’t good?

Was this substitute for Tang Chen or Lu Feng?

Or… was he cultivating a new top-laner?

No matter which possibility it was, it still filled Xiang Liu’s heart with worry.

Wei Xiao got up early after a night without dreams.

He sent Lu Feng a message, but Lu Feng didn’t reply.

Wei Xiao saw that it was still early, and Soybean kept butting at him with his head. He thought about how he’d given Brother Soy the cold treatment recently and simply went to pull on some clothes, taking it downstairs to run some laps.

It was March, and spring had already begun. Many cherry plum trees had been planted in the yard downstairs. When the tree wasn’t in bloom, it had purple-red leaves that looked like gorgeous, cascading flaming clouds. After it bloomed, it’s appearance would change. Large white flowers would cover the colorful red leaves, looking like layers of fluffy clouds that rolled with the spring breeze.

Wei Xiao was in a good mood. He found a tree that was in full bloom and took pictures of it with Brother Soy.

Brother Soy was extremely perfunctory and didn’t even want to look at the camera.

Wei Xiao had a plan in mind. He clicked open his screen saver––

Brother Soy instantly settled down and even wanted to pounce on the phone.

Wei Xiao scolded him, “Face con!” He took a photo as he spoke.

His screensaver was naturally a photo of the captain. It was a photo he’d taken secretly when he and the captain were on a video call.

The photo was a little blurry, but that wasn’t enough to affect the captain’s handsome face. Especially when it came to this type of close-up photo; there was really nothing that could be done when one’s facial features were so exquisite.

Wei Xiao himself looked at it for a while, then tsked and said, “He’s really handsome.”

Black hair framed pale skin, sword eyebrows over star-like eyes, long eyelashes, and a high nose…

––He’d scolded the dog for being a face con, but he wasn’t much better.

Wei Xiao sent the photo he’d just taken to Lu Feng and added a note, “Brother Soy misses you a lot.”

He hadn’t sent out the following message that said he missed him even more when Soybean broke away from the leash and started running around wildly.

Wei Xiao no longer had time to pay attention to sending out the message and rushed over to catch him.

This doggy thing was more familiar with the environment in the base than Wei Xiao was. It ran very quickly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Wei Xiao ran around in a few circles but couldn’t find the silly dog.

“Damn it…” The Brother Xiao who hadn’t exercised for a long time was out of breath from running around.

He stopped to catch his breath, but he wasn’t actually panicking. In any case, everyone in the base recognized Brother Soy, and he couldn’t run off.

While Wei Xiao was taking a breather, he unexpectedly heard voices talking around the corner.

One of them was Xiang Liu, and the other person seemed to be an outsider.

Wei Xiao didn’t walk out, afraid of disturbing others when they were talking business.

On the other side, Xiang Liu was saying anxiously, “There’s no need for a jungler position, we’re just looking for a top-laner.”

This one sentence made the Wei Xiao who was preparing to slip away freeze in shock.

The other person said, “Finding top-laners isn’t easy. You should already know this. Newcomers always want to play flashy positions.”

Xiang Liu: “Try your best to contact some. It’s okay if they’re newcomers. As long as they’re good quality, we can bring them back and polish them slowly.”

The other person couldn’t help asking, “This… who are they substituting? How can FTW be short on top-laners?”

Xiang Liu laughed, “Just preparing for the unexpected.”

Wei Xiao, who’d originally worked up a thin layer of sweat from running around, now felt cold all over. His fingers curled and flexed uncontrollably.

The other person left.

Xiang Liu sighed, then headed back. He ended up face to face with Wei Xiao.

Xiang Liu: “!”

Wei Xiao stood under the purple cherry plum tree covered with white flowers. His face was even whiter than the cloud-like flowers, “Who is the substitute for.”

His voice was as cold as a recently melted winter glacier.

Xiang Liu’s brain emptied out. He was flustered, “No, it’s not…”

It was over. He’d actually been overheard by this little ancestor!

Something major was going to happen!

Xiang Liu was very anxious, but the more anxious he was, the less he knew what to say. After all… he didn’t know the details of the situation, either!

Wei Xiao didn’t say anything else and turned to leave.

Xiang Liu rushed to catch up with him, “Quiet, don’t worry. Things may not be like what you think…” F*ck, the more he said, the messier the situation became…

Wei Xiao’s eyelids flickered. He said quietly, “Mm. I’ll go ask the captain.”

Xiang Liu: “………………………………”

God damn it, was it too late for him to cut open his stomach to atone for his sins now?!

The author has something to say:

It’s okay, don’t panic.

xiin: T_T *cuddles the little lunatic*