The National Sweetheart Livestreamer Is A Pro! - Chapter 6

Chapter 6: Pal, you need an autograph?

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

There was air-conditioning within the procuring middle, and it was very nice and funky. Ji Zhiyao surveyed his environment and noticed not too far within the distance a stage hid by crowds of individuals along with the define of a number of machines. He began to maneuver in direction of the world.

On this ‘Heroes Fight’ occasion he had chanced upon yesterday on Weibo, Silver Throne Buying Heart by some means managed to usher in a number of Heroes sport consoles and was auditioning based mostly on gamers’ battle outcomes to type an beginner group of 5 to compete with the skilled group W.J.

Whether or not one received or misplaced, he would stand to achieve beneficiant rewards, simply that the reward for profitable was far more enticing for all of the beginner gamers—two tickets every to the Heroes nationwide qualifiers taking place a 12 months later.

Ji Zhiyao took his time to go in direction of the devices. There was a substantial quantity of individuals gathered earlier than consoles, however not many have been actually enjoying. Most have been simply clustered round to look at on.

Coincidentally, a boy trying like a center schooler simply ended a match. Ji Zhiyao darted a glance. The phrase “DEFEAT” took up greater than half the display whereas a mechanical voice introduced ‘defeat’ on the identical time.

The boy’s face was flushed, and he couldn’t even hassle ready to see the ultimate outcomes and easily left feeling barely embarrassed.

After just a few seconds, the outcomes of the match flashed out, Ji Zhiyao centered on the outcomes. The boy had performed as a solo mid, 5v5 match. His outcomes of 1 kill, 7 deaths, and a couple of assists have been certainly relatively insufferable to see.

If the contributors participating within the audition have been all of such requirements, then the reward of two tickets every to the qualifying spherical could be wasted. In spite of everything, although W.J battleteam had simply been fashioned half a 12 months in the past, they have been nonetheless skilled gamers. Whether or not it was their sensibility or methods, each could be significantly better than these of frequent onlookers.

Ji Zhiyao spectated for some time extra, and his arms felt a little bit itchy.

The console earlier than him that had been taken by the center schooler earlier than was thereafter occupied by a person with a powerful physique simply moments in the past. Ji Zhiyao appeared left and proper on the main faculty college students who have been fortunately having fun with themselves earlier than the opposite consoles and moved to face behind the person.

But, the stiff determine earlier than him was extraordinarily alert, having shifted to the facet at virtually the identical second.

Ji Zhiyao dealing with the continued sport and turned, barely dumbfounded on the man who had simply dodged.

One look and he was virtually scared to loss of life.

The person was not solely sporting a cap but additionally a black masks, leaving solely a pair of chocolate brown eyes uncovered.

Which superstar was this touring incognito?

However the man solely wore the only outfit consisting of a black t-shirt and denims, not likely trying the a part of a celeb.

It was extra possible that his look was a little bit disfigured that he coated up on this method.

Ji Zhiyao thought so to himself and rubbed his head apologetically. “Bro, I used to be simply feeling some itch to play and wished to check out your dealing with. I didn’t anticipate your response to be so large. Sorry man.”

With that, he took two steps again and gestured for the person to go forward.

He didn’t anticipate to listen to him converse in a deep however good voice. “IndefiniteFuture?”

What the f*ck?

Had he met a gank ¹ by his followers?

Ji Zhiyao checked left and proper with a responsible conscience, and after guaranteeing that nobody had taken discover of them, he couldn’t assist however heave a sigh of reduction.

Not bothering to ask if the person was certainly one of his 1.7 million followers on Weibo, he lowered his voice, very similar to the rendezvous of two secret brokers. “Pal, you need an autograph?”

“I need to watch you play a match.” The person was very simple.

Ji Zhiyao was completely excited. He would have latched onto him for a hug if it not contemplating that the person was virtually two inches taller than him. The truth was that he silently peeped on the man’s stature of roughly 188cm, rubbed his arms collectively, and agreed readily. “Certain, end up this match first. I’ll carry you within the subsequent one.”