The Top Marksman is Reborn [E-Sports] – Chapter 3

Chapter 3 – Substitute

“…”

Soft persimmons suddenly turned prickly, and Zhang Hui was now completely out of temper after being scolded.

He stood there like a withered persimmon frozen by frost, his eyes rolling around, presumably thinking of some crooked ideas.

Cheng Che didn’t care about him; the contract was up, the scolding was done, and it was time to leave.

Although the scolding was not satisfying enough, it was not worth wasting breath on someone like him. Let’s just let him go.

“The co-contract… has expired, and you… you said, I, I… take my leave,” Cheng Che stammered.

Cheng Che was secretly annoyed, but his face remained expressionless. He walked quickly to the door of the lounge.

Before he could open it, the door was kicked open three times.

“Ouch…”

Everyone was shocked when they saw Little stutter walk to the door and be hit by the door so hard that he couldn’t straighten his waist. When they saw who it was, they all gasped—the head coach was back.

Unexpectedly, there was someone behind the door, and T Coach was obviously stunned for a moment. “Sorry, Clear, are you okay?”

“N-nothing…” Cheng Che replied.

Looking at his coach from his past life, Cheng Che felt a bit uncomfortable.

Heroes cherish heroes.

In his past life, T Coach developed the top scorer Clear with his outstanding coaching ideas.

Clear practiced T Coach’s game strategy with fantastic operations, earning him the title of gold medal coach.

The two complemented each other.

But this life, he had to leave.

What should he do? Cheng Che was frustrated, but he suddenly figured it all out: A good horse is always rare, but a good horse breeder is even rarer.

He would definitely have other teammates to charge forward for him, whether it was now or in the future.

“Okay.” The plan was urgent, and after hearing him say that he was fine, T Coach didn’t waste any more time and immediately prepared to call a team of players over to the table for a meeting.

Cheng Che lightly rubbed his nose that was hit by the door with the back of his hand, grabbed the door handle, and opened the door.

“Clear, you can’t leave!!!” Qi Qi urgently called out to him as he got up.

When Cheng Che helped him up just now, he borrowed his phone, cursing the manager while typing. “Qi Qi, you have two options now. One is to continue playing. I don’t need to say what will happen if you win, but if you lose, you can imagine the consequences. The team cannot let Lava be blacklisted, and if a friend is the captain, he won’t let it happen. Qi Xi is an assistant and can’t carry much burden, and Lian Rong, needless to say, is a star-level mid laner. Although there aren’t many resources allocated in the team, his fans are not to be messed with… so it’s just you left.”

Qi Qi gestured for him to continue analyzing.

Cheng Che continued, “The second option is not to play. After all, you just fell, you can say that you hurt your wrist. It’s up to you to decide.”

“Don’t worry about the issue of starting. My contract is expiring, so I’m definitely leaving. I just want to take a chance. If I lose, I’ll take the blame. If I win, I’ll have exposure and can find another team. This is a win-win situation for both of us.”

Qi Qi admitted that he was moved by Little Stutter’s words. He didn’t want to take the blame, he didn’t want to be scolded for someone else’s mistake, and he didn’t want to become a living target for the team to attack.

“What’s going on?” T Coach, who didn’t know the truth, looked around at everyone and asked, “Why is Clear leaving?”

Zhang Hui snorted coldly and didn’t answer. Lava, the team bully who was still immersed in the shadow of being thrown over Little Stutter’s shoulder, also remained silent. The captain’s friend explained, “His contract is expiring.”

“Oh…,” T Coach asked Cheng Che, “Are you not renewing it?”

“Um,” Cheng Che nodded. Even though he had spent four years here in his past life, there was nothing worth staying for.

Qi Qi promised himself that he would be a substitute player only because he needed to use this Eastern Finals as a springboard to showcase his strength.

“Okay…”

Before T Coach could say anything else, Qi Qi interrupted, “No, wait a minute. Can I play as a substitute first and finish the game… My wrist hurts a bit, it seems like I just fell…” As he spoke, there were tears in his eyes, shining brightly. He’s really into the role-playing… Cheng Che could only evaluate him that way.

T Coach frowned and interrupted him, “You fell on your wrist? You’re so careless. How did you fall? Does it hurt?” As he spoke, he went over to grab Qi Qi’s hand and squeezed it. Seeing that his face wasn’t very good, he stopped scolding and arranged for Fei Shen to call the doctor.

“It hurts…”

On the other side, Cheng Che thought to himself, “My nose hurts too…”

Qi Qi: “Hold on, I’ll finish acting soon.”

…

The team doctor gave Qi Qi a simple examination but couldn’t come to a precise conclusion. However, seeing him with teary eyes and considering what Fei Shen had said about how serious the fall was, he suggested that they go to the hospital to get an X-ray to see if it was a fracture.

Two tears fell from Qi Qi’s eyes. It wasn’t because he was pretending to cry, nor was it because of his wrist. He was just crying for himself. Didn’t he want to stay on the court and finish the team’s game, win or lose? But the cunning rabbit lives on, while the dog is still being cooked. He didn’t want to be cooked…

“Why are you crying? You just fell down. When did you become so delicate?” Zhang Hui threatened him with a glare, took a disposable cup from the table, and filled it with cold water for him. “Stop crying. If you slip and fall on water, it’s not someone else’s fault.”

“…Uh-huh.” Qi Qi took the cup of water and didn’t dare say anything else.

Everyone tacitly avoided mentioning how Qi Qi fell. T Coach looked worriedly at Qi Qi, then at Cheng Che standing at the door, and sighed, “Can’t you play anymore?”

Nervously, Qi Qi nodded.

“Okay…Clear…” After getting a positive response, he called Cheng Che over.

Cheng Che answered and looked at him straight, standing upright, a sign of respect for others.

“Good boy…” T Coach walked over quickly and asked, “Can you stay and finish this game?”

Seeing him hesitate, he continued, “We’ll pay you like an import player, ten thousand per game, winning or losing is not a problem…If you still want to stay with the team afterwards, I’ll have the management renew your contract.”

Although they could also let the substitute top laner replace him, Clear was still more suitable, and everyone knew it.

Zhang Hui clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction.

“Let him stay, sign a three-year or five-year contract with him, and see how he handles it when he flips out at the end of the contract,” he thought to himself.

Thinking of this, he suddenly became kind and showed a forgiving look. “Just play well, don’t put too much pressure on yourself, and we’ll give you a raise if you perform well.”

“Okay,” Cheng Che said.

“You know, I’m a kind-hearted person despite my sharp tongue. I won’t mention what you just scolded me for. Be serious when you play, and try to make up for your mistake by doing something right,” Zhang Hui said.

Cheng Che nodded and said, “Okay.”

“When I grow up, I want to be an astronaut and pick up the face that stupid Zhang Hui doesn’t want from space and paste it on the door of the TG team,” he thought to himself.

Little stutter was really easy to deceive… Zhang Hui secretly delighted.

T Coach reached out and shook his hand, “Thank you.”

Now whoever goes on stage will have to bear the blame. It’s rare that this child trusts himself so much…

So obedient, it’s heartwarming.

“If you dare to drag us down, just wait and see,” Lava, the player who was preparing to go on stage, finally spoke after a long silence.

Cheng Che sneered and mockingly said in fluent Chinese, “First, come down from King of Glory, and don’t play with us in the Canyon anymore. You know, cross-server communication is difficult…”

Lava, who was a brush who only cared about his economy and didn’t do anything, had always been looked down upon by Cheng Che.

No matter what, even if the jungle position had to brush three lanes’ economy and take four jungle areas… it still had to be like Stars, with a fast pace in the early game and an invincible ability to cause trouble in the late game.

-The strongest jungle dad, Lin Xingling, ID: Stars.

Cheng Che has always admired him.

“Chuckle~” T Coach chuckled and covered his mouth with his hand.

Although he was cursing, it sounded funny.

Everyone laughed along with him.

Lava’s face became even worse.

Cheng Che felt that he hadn’t irritated him enough, so he added, “I’m just good-naturedly teasing you, don’t take it to heart.”

He spoke stutteringly, sounding very innocent.

And he was innocent and harmless.

“I know…”

The coach was still not feeling well, and Lava just gritted his teeth and agreed.

“Stutterer, just you wait, I’m going to see if you’re really a savior or a scapegoat.”

In the fourth game, DW held three match points, while TG was on the brink of defeat.

Against this great background, TG’s new substitute, Clear, rushed onto the stage with everyone’s pessimistic gaze on him.

Cheng Che logged into his professional account on the game equipment and sighed deeply.

“Here we meet again, TG-Clear,” he thought.

His eyes were stunning!

The director captured that moment and gave him a close-up shot–

On the screen, the pale-faced boy looked calmly at the game device in his hand, his azure eyes containing an undissolvable deep feeling…

As if seeing a lifelong friend.

A dream for half a lifetime, a glance for ten thousand years.

For a moment, the chaotic audience was silent.

Then, it became even noisier.

“Is this TG’s secret weapon? Why does it look like a vase?”

“No, Clear is just a substitute shooter!”

“Letting the substitute take the blame, that’s really dirty.”

“Yeah, the substitute brother is so handsome… Ahem, so pitiful.”

“I want to be a fan of him. What’s the name of this little brother? He’s so cute and handsome, a little puppy, my type, hehehe~”

The discussion gradually went off track.

“If he hadn’t fallen down the stairs, he would be playing against Stars in the final of the 21st World Championship right now, competing for the championship,” Cheng Che silently sighed in his heart.

What a pity…

The players adjusted their equipment and put on their headsets. The coaches sat in their respective positions, and the commentator announced the fourth game entering the BP phase.

Top lane Xiahou Dun[mfn][/mfn], jungle Nakoruru[mfn][/mfn], mid lane Zhou Yu[mfn][/mfn], marksman Sun Shang Xiang[mfn][/mfn], support Taiyi Zhenren[mfn][/mfn].

TG chose a very conventional lineup.

In contrast, DW’s lineup was somewhat peculiar:

Top lane Su Lie[mfn][/mfn], jungle Lan Ling Wang[mfn][/mfn], mid lane Nu Wa[mfn][/mfn], marksman Luban No. 7[mfn][/mfn], support Cai Wenji [mfn][/mfn].

The players adjusted their summoner skills, and Commentator A quipped, “TG’s lineup… it’s like a Three Kingdoms situation.”

Commentator B laughed and said, “When the hearts of the people are united, Mount Tai can be moved.”

When the hearts of the people are not united, they are divided.

The pace of this game was really fast.

The official live broadcast room was already in an uproar.

Commentator A said, “He is indeed a man of culture. His speech is different and has substance.”

Commentator B tried to evade the issue. “Hey, I can’t accept that. I’d better watch the game honestly… Hey, TG’s lineup is really not bad! It’s just like DW’s!”

Trying to gloss over it.

Author’s note:

【Mini Theater】

Lin Xingling at this time: The flowers I’ve been waiting for have withered.

Cheng Che: T-then you… you just wait a little longer…

TL/Note:

I don’t know their game, I’m just trying to find their characters because I want you to be able to imagine the characters they use…

Hopefully, what I’m looking for is correct according to what the author means in the story (⋟﹏⋞)

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