That One Rich Fan of Mine

At three o’clock in the morning, when the night was dark and the wind was strong, four members of BLK huddled in Bighead and Little Dream’s shared room to hold a secret meeting. 

Bighead was wearing his Winnie the Pooh pajamas and tremblingly gnawing his fingers.

He stuttered out the question.

“North-North God really likes Lin Xizhou?”

Little Dream nodded calmly. 

“Obviously.”

“Probably.”

“I think so.”

…

The four finished in turn, and the room fell into a mysterious silence.

“Shit!” Orange looked angry. “Could North God really be the first among us to lose his single title?”

BLK was known as the esport bachelor team. Five members, none with a girlfriend. One had a gaze higher than any mortal could see, plus four who, if not the fallback guy, then as ugly rejection.

GLUCK had a complex expression. 

“Ah…I never expected that North God is gay.”

He shrank into himself. “No wonder so many beautiful women’s eyes were useless. So the reason was, he wasn’t attracted to them in the first place?”

Little Dream smacked his mouth. “I don’t think so. North God doesn’t care about gender. There was no distinct discrimination between bad players and ugly people. It just happens that Little Porridge is good at gaming and also good-looking.”

Bighead added, “Good at cooking too, best quality!” 

After a round of different ideas and analysis, everyone became silent again.

Looking at each other, their faces were full of deep sadness.

Ji Beiling’s rich woman fan club was the main backing of the team’s fan economy. If their captain’s sexual orientation was exposed…

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Little Dream sighed.

“Don’t think that far. I don’t think Little Porridge is on the same page.”

They played games with Ji Beiling for several years. It could be said that they were together day and night, so they knew more about Ji Beiling’s character. Naturally, they also knew what Ji Beiling’s friendly behaviour tasted like, but Lin Xizhou may not. 

The four looked at each other again.

Sigh! One in love, four troubled by worries!

After discussing North God’s love in private, everything became crystal clear, even the traces were visible.

The love dessert in the refrigerator in the living room was exquisite, reserved and yet arrogant. Chili sauce, cheese, drinks and what-not in the fridge were moved to a distance. No one dared to tarnish Ji Beiling’s small cake. 

Ji Beiling woke at nine every day—for other BLK players who were not morning people, it was regarded as getting up earlier than a chicken. He worked out for two hours. At eleven, when everyone yawned and got up for lunch, Ji Beiling would be standing in front of the refrigerator, taking the beautiful dessert out, cutting and eating it in small pieces, gracefully and slowly.

Bighead looked angrily at Ji Beiling’s good figure and then back at his fat body.

He was so angry that he went back to snooze again.

Lin Xizhou set out to record the variety show. Although he couldn’t come in person anymore, all the express deliveries that arrived at the gaming house were still filled with love. 

Several days a week, Ji Beiling would walk back from the door with an express delivery.

Then he would open the package in full view. It contained some interesting local gadgets and food collected by Lin Xizhou.

Ji Beiling was very selective. He took out a package that didn’t look very appealing, and then announced it in a generous tone.

“Take it and share it among the team.” 

Other four BLK members, “…”

???

North God…Why must you sink so low???

Not only did the situation not get better over time, it became more excessive. 

With the end of the regular season, BLK successfully qualified for the playoffs. Ji Beiling would call his little fan every night.

The content was mostly Lin Xizhou excitedly chatting about the fun things to do at the recording place, while Ji Beiling played a match. He would sometimes unleash his emotion in the game to the unfortunate enemies and sometimes float to unknown whereabouts. Later, Lin Xizhou didn’t want to disturb Ji Beiling, so he sent video or voice messages. Ji Beiling would play it in the middle of the night after everyone whined about their tiring day.

“North God, North God, the snacks here are so interesting, blah blab blah—” Ji Beiling leaned back on the recliner and smiled at the video recorded by Lin Xizhou.

Ji Beiling didn’t smile very often. When he smiled, everyone felt very unsettled. 

Not to mention that the smile was mixed with a trace of sweetness, which was distressingly sweet for Little Dream.

Little Dream collapsed beside his captain.

Please stop smiling.

Any more and he would really want to jump off a building. It’s terrifying. 

During this period, Lin Xizhou’s sister also came to the gaming house several times to tutor Glutinous Rice. Each time she came, she would re-deliver Ji Beiling’s package that Lin Xizhou accidentally sent home.

Lin Xiting, who had become an express deliverer, would show a silent expression every time she delivered something to Ji Beiling.

This month, Lin Xizhou was like an express delivery machine. Any time he saw something strange and interesting, he would buy it and send it to Ji Beiling, while she, as his sister—To no one’s surprise! Without the slightest regard! Didn’t receive even the smallest condolence package!

What Lin Xizhou was doing wasn’t the standard idolization. It was like his own heart couldn’t wait to jump out from its host and find a place with Ji Beiling. 

Lin Xiting was very sad. Although she said she would kneel for the CP herself, if her brother really liked men and with his status as a celebrity, it would be a troublesome thing in this big social environment.

She couldn’t even pull off many smiles these days.

The players who met her eyes clearly had the same expression on their faces.

Lin Xiting, who was concerned about the major events in her brother’s life, even looked serious when she was tutoring Glutinous Rice. 

Who was so frightened that he thought he had committed something terrible again. He pondered for a long time. In the end, Lin Xiting asked him.

“Has North God ever had a girlfriend before? Is his sex life clean? Are there any bad habits?”

Glutinous Rice held his paper, trembling.

??? 

He stammered, “I-I don’t think so?”

She thought for a long time.

Finally, she sighed faintly.

“Alright, I’ll give him an eight.” 

Glutinous Rice whispered, “Is eight high?”

“At present, it is the highest score I’ve ever given out.”

She flattened her lips, thinking it was acceptable enough for Lin Xizhou.

Glutinous Rice burst into tears inside. 

It was over. How could he compete with North God? This was completely unfair to him.

The final of the spring competition was BLK against OW.

The two teams were old rivals, and their mentality was very mild. They bad-mouthed each other outside of competition, back and forth, a very friendly and happy battle.

The first team members were still training in the preset order. Bighead didn’t know when Glutinous Rice got the strong determination to succeed. He would train and be the last member to turn in for the night. 

Watching the tender young man become a wilted mess, Bighead couldn’t bear it as he asked after the younger man.

“Glutinous Rice, dear don’t be nervous. You probably won’t have a chance to play in this final. Don’t feel too much pressure.”

Glutinous Rice raised his head with two panda eyes on his face, but behind those tired eyes, there was firm determination.

“No, I want to surpass North God as quickly as possible.” 

Bighead was so frightened that he almost dropped his french fries to the ground.

This…This, the emperor hadn’t abdicated and the prince was already planning to overthrow the predecessor!

While Ji Beiling was not caring about the situation in the team.

He just sent a WeChat message to Lin Xizhou. 

Northland: [I’ll wait for you backstage in the spring final.]

It was almost the final. It was time for his long-absent little fan to come back and watch him play.