Chapter 89 (1)
[fhdjwhdb2333: Shorty.]
[rabbit holds tight of carrots: What?]
[fhdjwhdb2333: Your account is back to Master again, come play duo with daddy.]
[rabbit holds tight of carrots:………………………….I’ll change my password tomorrow. Lu Yue logs onto my account everyday to mess it up. I still want to get to the top on the Korean server. What is he up to!]
[fhdjwhdb2333: Get back to Challenger first, come.]
Lu Sicheng put down his cell phone and turned to look at Tong Yao’s direction. Tong Yao’s eyes met his dark brown pupils when she looked up from her cell phone. She then put Dabing on Xiao Rui’s lap and walked back to her own seat.
She suddenly had a wild idea: “Cheng Ge, let me play support for you?”
Lu Sicheng: “……Don’t you want to be the number one on the Korean server? Why play support? Trying to help the enemy team?”
Tong Yao: “Let’s do it, I’m very good at support!”
Lu Sicheng twitched the corner of his lips: “As you wish.”
Tong Yao used her official account and eagerly accepted Lu Sicheng’s invitation to form a team. She selected support as her first choice, then mid as the second choice for her position preference. They entered the queue. Tong Yao chose Thresh as her champion. Before the match started, Lu Sicheng took a look at Tong Yao’s stats– –Number of times playing this champion: 0.
……He thought maybe she had played Thresh while she was playing on the Chinese server.
He turned to glance at her and found Tong Yao had opened another window and was quietly asking Little Fatty about items for Thresh……She seemed to sense Lu Sicheng was looking at her and quickly clicked back to the game. She asked uneasily: “Gee, what are you looking at me for? Look at your own computer!”
Lu Sicheng: “……”
Lu Sicheng spoke slowly as if he was talking to a disabled person: “Thresh’s q can hook the enemy, you do know that, right?”
Tong Yao: “I’m a god at Thresh, don’t talk.”
It took quite a while for the god at Thresh to find her items at the beginning of the match. Judging from how clumsily Tong Yao played Thresh, Lu Sicheng could tell this support was at best a Silver player and mentally prepared himself to play a 1v3– —
Just as he had anticipated, he had to play a 1v3.
Farming, which he could usually do at a leisurely pace, was nothing like he was used to. Not only did he have to watch out for the enemy’s AD, he also had to keep a watchful eye on his own support. When he wasn’t paying attention– —
Lu Sicheng made a hissing sound and kept pinging on the map: “Give my siege minion back to me.”
“Out of habit.” Tong Yao shrank her neck: “When I saw a weakened siege minion, I couldn’t let it go.”
“You’re ramping the difficulty of the match for me.”
“You won’t even let me have a siege minion.”
Lu Sicheng grabbed his car key which was hanging on the ear of a lucky cat and put in on Tong Yao’s deck: “I can give you the car out there, but not the siege minion.”
“Alright, from now on that fancy blue Maserati has the last name Tong.”
“Take it. If you ever take my siege minion again, I’ll break your leg.”
“……”
Tong Yao’s support and Lu Sicheng’s ad weren’t coordinated at all. They’d played for fifteen minutes, but the laning phase hadn’t ended yet– –They were able to last for 15 minutes because of Lu Sicheng’s efforts. Otherwise, bot would have been taken over long ago thanks to Tong Yao fighting for resources with her own team’s ad from time to time……
Within those 15 minutes, Lu Sicheng suggested three times that Tong Yao should just roam the map and two times for Tong Yao to go AFK. One time he even suggested to let Little Fatty finish playing the rest of the match– —
By the 20th minute, Lu Sicheng bent over to check Tong Yao’s internet cable.
He wanted to unplug it.
The match lasted for 40 minutes. In the late game, once the laning phase had ended, Lu Sicheng avoided his support like the plague throughout the rest of the match. Wherever the support went, he would go to the other end of the map. When the match ended, they naturally lost. During the match, Lu Sicheng struggled but didn’t go back to base and go AFK. When their base was being ripped to shreds, Lu Sicheng said meaningfully: “Don’t ever let me see you as support again.”
“……I’m tired of playing mid and just wanted to have a change of pace.”
“Alright, please get lost at top then.”
“……”
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