Chapter 24: Team Uniforms Arrive! Night Before the Match!
Jiang Yuan was both amused and exasperated.
Jisu Yun beside them was dumbfounded, saying awkwardly: “Wanwan, that was your mom?”
Su Wanwan stared at Jiang Yuan.
Jiang Ruoxi said: “President, Wanwan’s mom said she’d help us look into LPL slots…”
“Huh? Holy cow…”
The president was stunned.
LPL slots?
Those things cost nine figures minimum!
Though she knew Su Wanwan’s mom was powerful, she’d always opposed Wanwan doing esports—how could she possibly buy her a slot?
Could it be…
Coach Jiang sacrificed himself for the dream?
Ugh! No, Coach Jiang! That path ahead… is hell!
Jisu Yun was moved to tears.
“Tsk…”
Jiang Yuan really couldn’t watch this anymore and briefly explained the situation.
During his explanation, he spoke as positively as possible about Gu Yinan, hoping to ease the mother-daughter relationship.
Now he didn’t feel like a teacher, but like a married husband trying to maintain family harmony…
Su Wanwan’s expression was complex.
After opposing her mother for so many years, suddenly being told her mother was willing to support her.
A bit dazed, a bit resistant.
Complex emotions turned into killing intent, manifested in the game.
The enemy mid laner was killed until he looked like a bot…
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Friday, the last day before competition.
Jisu Yun walked into Room 808 carrying seven team uniforms, smiling as she displayed them: “Ta-da!”
These past couple days, Jisu Yun had been busy running around, actually making team uniforms for everyone.
The uniforms’ overall color scheme was phoenix rebirth red, with each person’s ID embroidered in black and gold on the back.
FM Ruoxi, FM Wanwan…
Shirts, jackets, pants—complete sets.
Jiang Yuan’s uniform colors were slightly different from the girls’—primarily black with five red silk threads adorning the waist.
The symbolism was obvious.
The girls were all happy, thanking her as they received their uniforms.
Jisu Yun said gently: “This is our club’s first time making offline matches, and my first designed team uniform. Don’t think it’s ugly, okay?”
“It looks great, President!” Su Wanwan immediately put the clothes on, elegantly spinning in place, smiling at Jiang Yuan: “Daddy, how is it?”
The red scheme was perfect with her pink hair. Jiang Yuan said: “Looks good.”
Ruoxi went to the bathroom to change and came back with her jacket zipped all the way up, looking very cozy.
She nodded: “Very comfortable, thank you President.”
Jiang Yuan looked at her and nodded—also very fitting.
Black long straight hair, high-collar red jacket, hands in pockets, had a bit of an ‘Akame’ feeling.
Jiang Yuan also went to the bathroom to change into his outfit.
When he returned to the room, Jisu Yun was holding her phone: “Coach Jiang, the round of eight brackets are out.”
“How’s it look?”
“Good luck—we’re in a different bracket from the men’s esports club second team, meaning we can only meet them in the finals.”
“Nice.”
This was the ideal situation.
The girls’ first offline match would inevitably make them nervous and rusty.
The earlier lower-level matches could help them warm up and build confidence.
“Round of eight and semifinals are BO3, finishing Saturday in one day. Finals are BO5 on Sunday.” After Jisu Yun finished, she swallowed and said: “Coach Jiang, I’m getting a bit nervous…”
“Stay calm.” Jiang Yuan smiled: “Let’s start training. Still those two compositions—formulaic operation for the first five minutes.”
The coach’s steady voice gave the panicking girls a shot of confidence.
Ranked training began.
After putting on team uniforms, the entire team’s atmosphere underwent a huge change.
Even Zhao Xiaomeng stopped picking her feet—you can imagine…
Jiang Ruoxi’s calm commanding was still what Jiang Yuan was most comfortable with.
Su Wanwan’s solo kills instantly tore through enemy defenses, still the sharpest blade on the team.
Very good.
Jiang Yuan was satisfied.
Until sunset.
Today’s training ended early to let everyone rest well.
As they were about to leave the internet café.
The chubby network admin called out to Jiang Yuan.
He said mysteriously: “Bro, if you guys win Saturday, the boss will make a big move for the finals!”
“What kind of move?”
“Might get big streamers to cast the match!”
“Uh… isn’t that a bit too invested?”
“Female team, female team!” the chubby admin said: “Do you know how much foot traffic your team training at our café has brought us?”
“Huh?” Jiang Yuan was startled: “How so?”
“Your mid and jungle are too pretty, especially the mid laner. When you’re not here, she often finds people for offline solos.”
“Uh…”
This was indeed something Su Wanwan would do.
“Nobody can beat her. Inside the café, she’s already been crowned Jinling’s number one female mid laner…”
The chubby admin continued:
“Some people come to the café specifically to solo with her and wait all day!”
“…”
Jiang Yuan was speechless.
He wondered why the café seemed more and more crowded lately.
Sometimes there weren’t even seats during lunch—so this was why…
Chubby said: “Room 808 has always been your exclusive room, right? If you guys win this time, knowing the boss, he might separate this room and make it permanently free.”
Victory Internet Café was a pretty high-end café.
Gaming there wasn’t cheap.
And all these costs were being covered by the president, so she spent several thousand each month just on this.
“Got it.”
Jiang Yuan waved: “We’ll do our best.”
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Back home, after work, it was already 11:30.
After showering and getting in bed.
Mo Tong habitually hugged Jiang Yuan’s arm: “A-Yuan, tomorrow’s the match.”
Jiang Yuan lay motionless: “Yeah.”
“I’ll pray for you.”
“Thanks, Tong-mei.”
“So… do I deserve a sugar painting?”
“…”
Tsk, can’t avoid this, can I!
Ever since that chance encounter with the sugar painting stall in the alley.
Mo Tong had been harassing Jiang Yuan every night.
Jiang Yuan sighed helplessly.
Looking at his points—472, and more would refresh after midnight.
Activating Su Wanwan’s next S+ talent only needed 500 points, so there was definitely enough.
Since that was the case, might as well spend 20 points on chocolate to humor Tong-mei.
He went outside for a walk and came back to bed, handing it to Mo Tong.
Mo Tong took it.
She had 100% trust in Jiang Yuan, so she didn’t hesitate at all—whatever Jiang Yuan fed her, she ate.
Even if she’d already brushed her teeth, no problem—she could brush again.
As the chocolate dissolved in her mouth, her eyes instantly narrowed.
“So delicious!”
Mo Tong’s voice was sweet and soft, she was practically melting.
Jiang Yuan patted her head: “This is sugar-free, better than sugar paintings. Stop thinking about those things all the time.”
“Mm! Is there more, A-Yuan?”
“No more, I’ll get some in a couple days.”
“Aw.” Mo Tong said: “Then you don’t get any. I still have half left in my mouth—want me to feed you a taste?”
Jiang Yuan: “Huh?”