Ch11 - [fmy: I really want him to return.]

Edited by Divetus and kat

Shen Qi was stunned for a split second, but after a moment, he raised his head. A faint smile had spread across his face, and he licked his slightly dry lips as his eyes narrowed. 

He held his cellphone over his head and quickly started to clack out a reply.

Your Qi Ge: Yes ya, God A is so hot, I like him very much. 

Your Qi Ge: He is my male god

Your Qi Ge: Not only is God A hot, but he’s also very skilled.  BlushingLopRabbit.jpg

After saying that, he let out a laugh with a smile in his eyes. He wasn’t the least bit stressed over praising himself.

Once again, the other party’s name showed “Typing” under it. 

Shen Qi’s fingers glided over the chibi image on his cellphone case, patiently waiting for the reply.

After a few minutes—— 

fmy：……

fmy: En, he’s great. 

Shen Qi thought for a moment before asking: In what way is he great?

His eyebrows raised. 

Fu Mingyuan didn’t realize how improper his words were, so he conscientiously typed a response.

fmy: When gaming. 

Your Qi Ge: Is he hot or not? Very hot, right? How is he compared to Fu Mingyuan? Is Angry hotter than him?

Your Qi Ge: Gege, do you know Fu Mingyuan? 

Your Qi Ge: Your voice sounds similar to his, but he shouldn’t be as hot as you. 

Your Qi Ge: [Photo] IsGodAHotterThanFuMingyuanSmile.jpg 

The photo was a screenshot of Fu Mingyuan’s livestreamed broadcast. The man in the photo had his head tilted slightly, and the warm yellow lighting softened his very aggressive facial features.

His lips carried a slight smile. 

Shen Qi stared at his own photos for a while, and was somewhat dissatisfied. He then began to scroll through the photos that Chen Ling had allowed others to take of him.

He grew increasingly dissatisfied. 

At that time, he had been resistant to taking photos, so he always wore the team uniform with a very terrible expression.

He clicked his tongue and rubbed his somewhat disheveled hair. 

After that, he saved the hottest looking picture, added a beauty filter to it, and sent it to the other party.

Five minutes later, “10,000 Yuan” was still typing. 

Shen Qi wasn’t in a hurry though.

During this time, he also replied to the message from HUOJ’s manager. 

We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.

HUOJ Manager: Hello, Angry, I’m HUOJ’s manager.

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Tbeg Hl Xf: Vwlif.pqu. Dffc jktlif rlcmf P’nf rffc sbe. 

Lf fzlafv atf mtja jcv mtfmxfv atf gfqis ogbw “10,000 sejc.”

fmy: Angry is. 

Shen Qi realized that he was answering the first question, and let out a soft laugh.

He only replied when he was done laughing: Correct answer, Gege. What do you want as a reward? 

fmy: ……

Your Qi Ge: Unfortunately, he’s retired 

When he sent out this sentence, Shen Qi mockingly laughed at himself.

The other side replied in seconds—— 

fmy: He’ll return.

The hand that Shen QI was holding his cellphone with tightened, and his heart seemed to have been involuntarily struck. 

Yes, he would return. He would once again stand in the e-sports limelight as Angry.

He closed his eyes and pressed down the emotions in his heart. Then, he quickly typed, ready to chat with the other. He asked him how he had started to like Angry, what aspects did he like, and to what extent did he like him. 

The message was sent, but there was no reply.

Shen Qi covered his eyes and sighed. 

……

HUOJ Manager: Is God A interested in coming to develop our team? It’s a starter position as the leader. As long as you’re willing, we can discuss everything in the contract. 

Shen Qi’s finger twitched. He knew that the other party had probably gotten his WeChat information from Lu Tun.

He licked the corner of his mouth and replied. 

Your Qi Ge: I think your team’s Bo Li is very strong. Grinning.jpg

HUOJ’s Bo Li, in-game name BOLi, was a starter player and a fragger. He was a gifted player and had won many MVP titles before.

Your Qi Ge: He should work very well with me 

Your Qi Ge: And your youth training division’s TUN. I also like him very much.

As soon as HUOJ’s manager saw that there was a chance, he looked at the coach who was staring at the screen from behind him. Just as he was about to send the contents of the pre-drafted contract, Shen Qi sent another message.

Your Qi Ge: So, if I want to poach both of them, how much do I need to pay? 

…..

On that day, news spread from a group of professional players that Angry, who had left for more than a month, might be returning soon.

The person involved was completely unaware of this.

……

“Fu Ge, is the situation with the studio moving along?” Qin Yan sat down beside Fu Mingyuan and gave him a glass of alcohol.

Fu Mingyuan accepted the glass but didn’t drink it.

His brows furrowed and he moved backwards imperceptibly. The smell of alcohol on Qin Yan made his head feel dizzy.

As one of Fu Mingyuan’s few close friends, Qin Yan was well aware of his good friend’s bad temper. If he wanted to speak well of him, then he’d call him “serious,” while if he wanted to speak ill of him, he would call him “old-fashioned.”

Fu Mingyuan didn’t smoke, drink alcohol, or do anything of that sort. When they had first met, he had often advised Qin Yan to drink and smoke less.

He usually kept a thermos on hand to maintain good health.

He was obviously only 25 years old, but he lived like he was 52.

On the other side, Du Jing waved his hand. “The company agreed.”

Qin Yan straightforwardly went to sit next to Du Jing. “Then, why is this master still frowning?”

Clearly, it was Fu Mingyuan who called them to get together.

After he said that, he then saw Fu Mingyuan, who was usually a teetotaler, take a sip of alcohol.

The taste of alcohol was too bitter. This alcohol wasn’t only expensive, but was also very strong. However, Fu Mingyuan pursed his lips and didn’t say a word.

After the burning sensation eased up a bit, he took another sip.

His dizziness unexpectedly felt suppressed, and he became more clear-headed.

Qin Yan and Du Jing stared at each other, and it was Du Jing who stepped forward to snatch away the glass of alcohol. “Don’t drink anymore ba?”

Fu Mingyuan’s eyes remained on the glass of alcohol, but he then let out an “en.” He picked up his cellphone and constantly scrolled through his messages.

He had an absurd thought lingering in his heart.

Those hands, and that person’s shooting positioning, they were both too similar.

And that cellphone case that had flitted by on the webcam. If it was just a coincidence, then it really would be too much of a coincidence.

However, he was still missing some evidence.

At this opportune moment, Qin Yan saw that he didn’t look drunk, so he took the initiative to mention, “This afternoon, you asked me for help to unsuspend a livestream. What, Film Emperors also watch little anchors’ livestreams?”

When he saw that Fu Mingyuan didn’t look drunk at all, he was relieved.

He hadn’t thought much about it at the time.

The WildLeopard Live platform was one of his family’s subsidiaries. In fact, he didn’t manage trivial matters such as unsuspending a livestream.

However, it was ordered by someone who normally didn’t even use the livestreaming software, so Qin Yan had immediately sent someone to do it.

He only thought about it after unsuspending the livestream. Fu Mingyuan, he——watched livestreams? 

Fu Mingyuan leaned back with his head against the sofa, and covered his eyes with one hand as the taste of alcohol dissipated from his throat.

Letting out a low sound of acknowledgement, he moved his hand away, opened his eyes, pursed his lips, and looked at Qin Yan. “Can you look up his registration information?”

When those words came out, Du Jing and Qin Yan both looked at him in shock.

Especially Du Jing.

“Ge, listen to me, calm down a bit. Privately stealing someone’s information is against the law. In any case, you’re a public figure, and if this situation got exposed…”

Du Jing had been Fu Mingyuan’s manager for so many years, and Fu Mingyuan had always been self-disciplined, with a flawless lifestyle. He had no scandals and didn’t do anything ambiguous with others, and he just quietly made films.

He had only seen this anchor a few times, but look at his moral conduct now.

Du Jing had somewhat of a headache as he looked at Qin Yan.

Qin Yan was just as astonished as he was.

Fu Mingyuan sat up straight and clasped his hands together. His long legs bent neatly, he rested his elbows atop his knees, and he withdrew his somewhat slack gaze.

“What were you thinking?” He slightly tilted his head. With just this glance, Du Jing felt that this person’s presence was overwhelming.

Du Jing opened his mouth.

Fu Mingyuan didn’t look at him any more. He lowered his head slightly and used one hand to support his forehead, pressing his thumb and middle finger against his temples.

“It isn’t against the law, ba?”

He was asking Qin Yan.

Qin Yan froze then quickly responded, “I’ll go back and find out…but the information might not necessarily be true.”

He didn’t mention that anchors needed to use facial recognition software to register on the platform, or that most of the registration information was true.

Fu Mingyuan let out an “en.”

He stood up and suddenly staggered.

Du Jing, who was sitting beside him, promptly bent over behind him and used his head to support his back.

“This is you being drunk from two sips ah?” Qin Yan helped Du Jing, who was unsteady, to get Fu Mingyuan to stand up straight.

Fu Mingyuan stood in that spot and refused to move.

He squinted his eyes, his eyes looking a bit lax. Then, he reached into his pocket for his cellphone, found the dialogue box in his most recent and only chat, and clicked on it.

He started typing slowly.

At midnight, Shen Qi yawned with red eyes and watched Fu Mingyuan’s previous movies. Suddenly, he received a reply to his WeChat message from two hours earlier——

[fmy: I really want him to return.]

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The author has something to say:

Excuse me, my boyfriend asked between me and him, who is hotter, so how should I answer? I’m online, frantic.

Ahhhhhhh clearly there was no problems with the formatting before ya TAT

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Juurensha: Every ML needs a well-connected rich friend to help him investigate things hahaha

Divi: Now FMY is going to make sure Qin Yan keeps his precious SQ out of trouble… Also FMY’s drunk text is him wanting Angry to come back???