LOL: I'm in the LPL, that's my fight!

Chapter 37: Wake them up with a scolding!

"Let's retreat! We can't fight this wave—"

"Too slow. The other side already sensed it and ran away."

"Don't rush to give out skills... What about TP? Zhu Dan, where's your TP? Are you holding onto it until the New Year?"

"How many times have I told you before the team fight, don't let the two carries stand together, Zhou Heyang, are you deaf?"

"You took the hit from my skill and then tried to get closer to me—what, I may have figured out a few pages of Rogue runes, but this is Summoner's Rift, where the hell am I supposed to learn a Cleanse for you?"

After the words were spoken, only silence remained in the earphones.

call--

Fu Shiyan abruptly took off his headphones and exhaled a long breath.

He opened the half-cooled bottle of water on the table, tilted his head back, and gulped down two large mouthfuls. His Adam's apple bobbed, and water droplets slid down his chin, which he casually wiped with his sleeve.

"Forget it, forget it," he slammed his cup down on the table with a dull thud. "That's enough for today. My form is terrible, and the training hasn't been effective at all."

He turned his head and scanned his four teammates from left to right.

Everyone's expression was off; some were looking down, fiddling with the mouse cable, while others pretended to stare blankly at the data panel on the screen.

"What's wrong with you guys today? You seem so distracted. Where did your usual drive and efficiency go? Did you feed the dogs?"

The room fell silent for a few seconds when questioned.

The four of them glanced at each other, their eyes meeting in the air, but no one was willing to speak first.

Finally, Li Rui, who was sitting on the very edge—this chubby guy who was always incredibly bold—scratched the back of his head and coughed tentatively, "Um... Brother Yan, you don't mind at all?"

"What do you care about?" Fu Shiyan raised an eyebrow.

"Just... those trending topics!"

When Li Rui mentioned this, he got all excited, his eyes filled with a fervent desire to make a name for himself.

"Brother Yan, your crushing rank domination of Dopa, the number one solo queue player in the Chinese server... Douyu and other live streaming platforms have publicly stated their willingness to offer you multi-million dollar live streaming contracts, and top clubs like EDG and WE have all extended olive branches to you... Aren't you even a little bit tempted?"

"That's it?" Fu Shiyan frowned slightly.

"Ah, is that all...isn't that enough?" Li Rui's little brain suddenly felt like it was shrinking, and he opened his mouth but couldn't find the words.

"not enough!"

Fu Shiyan stood up, his chair sliding backward with a screeching sound.

"I see you guys are just bored all day long. Go and practice a few more sets of basic skills."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his right hand and slapped Li Rui hard on the back.

With a sharp "smack," the chubby boy hissed in pain, recoiled, rubbed his shoulder, and muttered pitifully, "Brother, be gentle..."

Fu Shiyan ignored him, straightened up, and softened his tone, "I'll repeat myself, I already said that if we want to fight our way into the LPL from the City Championship, then we won't leave until BJBS enters the LSPL professional league."

"And those live streaming platforms that boast about making tens of millions a year, just listen to them and don't take it too seriously. Whether they actually make it or not is one thing, whether they can actually get it is another matter entirely."

"What about the invitation from LPL teams?" Li Rui asked, rubbing his back, still unwilling to give up.

"As for the invitations from LPL teams..."

Fu Shiyan hesitated for two seconds, then said, "Forget it, I'll go talk to the boss myself."

The reactions of the four team members also indirectly revealed Boss Mo's truest thoughts.

It's likely that he's currently considering finding a new mid-laner for BJBS to fill the void left by his sudden departure.

Will Fu Shiyan leave halfway through?

The answer is obvious—no!

As he walked down the street, his mind replayed the events of the past few days like a videotape.

First of all, luck played a significant role in my recent viral success.

An amateur streamer without even a contract participated in the battle for the top spot in the Chinese server on a live streaming platform and defeated the platform's top streamer, Dopa, with overwhelming personal skill—this in itself is explosive enough.

Add to that his status as a "City Championship Team Player," a "League Outcast," a "Regular High-Rank Player in the Chinese Server," and his matches against LPL All-Star players like Mingkai and Flandre—these buffs piled up one after another, like a human pyramid, putting him in the spotlight.

But what truly set this trend in motion was Huya's masterful push-streaming operation.

Fu Shiyan knew exactly what was going on. Even without this surge of hype, he could still have crushed Dopa's red team, and there would have been plenty of video clips and forum posts spreading the news after the match—but the kind of natural buzz he generated would be nowhere near the level of the online frenzy it was experiencing now.

Now, with the internet buzzing and traffic soaring, it seems like a logical choice for him to either sign with a live streaming platform or join an LPL team to start his professional career.

The problem is—traffic comes quickly and goes quickly.

What is his current persona? He is a mid-laner who was abandoned by a secondary league team, and in order to prove himself, he started from the city championship and fought his way into the LPL.

For the average viewer, this is simply the best "rags-to-riches" story.

If you're foolish enough to leave BJBS without even trying, it's like cutting yourself in half and giving back all the traffic you've worked so hard to attract.

Therefore, even if he wants to join a club, it will only happen after he leads the team into the LSPL, or even a higher stage—after he truly proves that his statement that "it is easier to get into a professional league than to try out for a professional team" is correct. Only then will everything fall into place naturally.

……

See you there! Internet cafe, first floor, the owner's office.

When I pushed the door open, Mo Ziye was staring blankly at the computer screen.

Several unopened packages were spread out on the table, and three or four cigarette butts were crookedly stuck in the ashtray, one of which was still emitting a thin wisp of smoke.

"Oh, Little Fu is here? Please have a seat, please have a seat—"

When Mo Ziye looked up and saw him, her expression changed three times, from surprise to guilt to forced smiles, the transitions were seamless.

He practically sprang to his feet from the boss's chair, rushed around to the sofa, pulled out a chair and dusted it off, behaving as attentively as a doorman at a five-star hotel.

"What brings you here today? Finished training?"

"It's nothing, it's just that Li Rui and the others aren't feeling very well today, they should rest for a while."

Fu Shiyan recounted the situation in the training room today.

"Ahem, those brats are obviously out of their minds, always thinking about all sorts of things. I'll go over there later and give them a good scolding."

"Say something to wake them up!"

"What's up? Did you come to see me today because you have something to discuss with me?"

Seeing that the other party did not delve further into the training issues of the team members, Boss Mo's expression changed, and he gritted his teeth and took the initiative to ask:

Fu Shiyan sat down and looked at his boss's tense expression. He smiled helplessly and said, "Boss, I think you don't need to be so nervous. I've already said that I will accompany the team to LSPL, and I will definitely do so. Besides, the contract is in black and white. Do you think I can just run away?"

"Hehe, that's right...that's right, Xiao Fu, your word is as good as gold, and your promise is as good as gold. Of course, I believe you."

He said that, but he didn't hide his own little scheme.

What could he say?

He can't say anything.

I can't exactly open up to a young person and say, "I'm afraid it's your first time seeing such a big scene, and you'll be easily swayed by a few kind words."

Or to put it another way—I know BJBS is too small to accommodate someone as big as you. If you want to leave, leave as soon as possible, don't keep me worried.

No matter how you put it, it's wrong, so it's better not to say it at all.

Anyway, from the moment Crush chose to add the prefix "BJBS" in his stream when he reached the top rank on the Chinese server, he was already guaranteed to make a profit.

"I really do need your help, boss."

"These past few days, my live stream has caused quite a stir, and I'm thinking that I'll have to talk to the live streaming platform about signing a contract sooner or later. I don't know much about live streaming platforms and the related market, so I'd like to ask you, as the person in charge of the BJBS team, to help me with the selection."