No Pouting for Cuteness! [Esports]

The game content is limited. This is mostly a forum-style story and esports drama that serves the protagonists, so please be understanding. The game is League of Legends (the only one I've played).

Ling Yao is a walking traffic magnet in the esports scene.

His mechanics are top-tier, and his face is textbook-perfect.

His fans adore his cold-faced, tsundere fierceness and tiny tiger fangs;

his haters loathe how he weaponizes his good looks and was born rebellious.

After the World Championship, he was condemned across the internet as a "team tyrant" and left his former team.

Everyone celebrated, waiting to see their fallen idol make a humiliating exit

Then he announced he was joining SP, and public opinion exploded.

Who didn't know that every member of SP was a villain?

An expert explained:

Their jungler and captain, Lu Yuanzhou, was famously cold and a ruthless capitalist who treated people like machines.

Their top laner was a smiling snake, their AD a rebellious homophobe, and their support a gloomy Korean guy.

Fans wept: "What are we going to do now that our sweet little Yao'er has joined them TT! His teammates aren't even human!!"

But no one could have imagined

That ruthless capitalist would stay up late practicing with him after a loss, soothing him softly: "It was my fault. Don't be mad."

That smiling-snake top laner would go on stream to refute rumors and say, "Ling Yao's a really nice guy," while the chat flooded with: "You're done for. You've fallen in love."

The homophobic AD would get into it with haters on his behalf: "Try saying one more bad thing about him."

The support quietly learned Chinese so he could tell him during team fights, "Ling Yao, I'll protect you."

Ling Yao did nothing, but his SP teammates quietly turned the place into a full-on contest for his affection

"Ling Yao, drink my water."

"Ling Yao, ride back with me."

"He duo-queues with me."

Then someone spotted that Lu Yuanzhou's lock screen was a picture of Ling Yao asleep.

A reporter asked what their relationship was.

Ling Yao frowned. "We're not close."

Lu Yuanzhou immediately posted a photo of them together: "Thanks, I got to simp for him."

On the night they won the finals, Lu Yuanzhou pinned him against the wall in the lounge.

"I treat you well because I don't want to just be your captain."

Ling Yao looked up. "Then what do you want to be?"

"Your dog."

[Cold-faced, career-obsessed, tsundere straight male bottom x seemingly cold-blooded but actually lovesick capitalist top]

SP teammates competing for his affection, secret crush turned mutual love

A beloved-by-all-but-oblivious bottom, one-on-one pairing, Lu Yuanzhou is the official partner

Fictional MOBA setting, gameplay and plot are split twenty-eighty, mostly sweet and satisfying

In the eyes of haters who call themselves his ex-husbands, Ling Yao is a cold-blooded egoist, a narcissist who betrayed their youth, a fallen idol who must be tuned with hate...

After one lost match, the forum shot up by three hundred pages. Incels celebrated in a new thread:

[Brothers, if your ex-wife apologized in this maid outfit, would you forgive him?]

: Holy shit, aren't you all getting hard?

: I'm so jealous of Lu Yuanzhou! (sobbing)

: A new battle-damaged CG every time he loses a match. You guys are seriously insane...

An absurdist forum-style story, with plenty of delusional fanboy comments. The couple is an older top who treats the bottom like a princess.

I hope to write a lighthearted, sweet, funny story before the year ends. I hope you'll like the protagonist. Love life and love your favorite guy 030

My next novel will be The Villain Raised by the Dragon-Prince Protagonist. Here's the blurb:

Aloof bottom

Yu Weiming is a villain in a typical dragon-prince fantasy novel, a tool for the male lead to destroy the world. He suddenly becomes bound to the [Dragon-Prince Eradication System]. His mission is to eliminate every "chosen one" by any means necessary.

After learning he is a character in a book, Yu Weiming feels no disappointment at all. He accepts the task without even blinking.

System: "...Huh?"

Meanwhile, everything that happens in the book is livestreamed to viewers. The comments say:

[This guy's an NPC. Cute, I like him.]

[Of course they're all just here for his face!]

Yu Weiming diligently carries out his missions.

Perhaps a little too diligently. To every dragon-prince who transmigrates into the story, he presents a noble and spotless facade, but secretly poisons their tea, plots against them, cripples them, severs their spiritual roots, and stops at nothing.

Even the System watches in trepidation. "Aren't you afraid you'll slip up and they'll tear you apart?"

Yu Weiming only sneers, unaware that the viewers are like this every day

[Little Yu is so cruel to the male lead that he made me cry. Didn't expect him to be a cat lover too. So cute, Yu Kitty, Yu Kitty, we love you.]

[My brother is so handsome, cold and heartless. The colder he is, the more excited I get. Big bro, yesterday I drank all the water in the hot spring pool and replaced it with my, uh, you-know-what.]

[That's so gross. Reported.]

[Why are these dragon-prince protagonists acting like the villain's lapdogs? Even getting revenge isn't satisfying enough.]

[How do I get him to let me simp for him? Hurry, hurry, hurry.]

[Did Yu Kitty get railed today? No.]

Most of the livestream audience was waiting for the day he would "fall flat on his face." The System watched anxiously, then tentatively asked him, "Do you want to see the comments?"

Yu Weiming looked up.

In an instant, the comments went from filling the screen with smut to

[Hi, beautiful.]

[Hello, I'm 189 cm, a tan, athletic college guy. My family owns a mine, I'm single, an orphan, and a perfect virgin.]

[Little Yu/Little Yu/Little Yu/Little Yu/Little Yu/]

Yu Weiming's eyes drifted lightly over the screen. His face expressionless, he said, "No."

The System knew he wasn't disgusted. He simply didn't care.

He was emotionally detached. Otherwise, he wouldn't have so readily accepted the task of hurting the dragon-prince protagonists.

Yu Weiming succeeded too many times, until one day a dragon-prince male lead he thought he had utterly destroyed crawled back from the abyss. His Dao heart was shattered, and the only thing keeping him going was revenge against Yu Weiming.

More frightening still, he wasn't the first to rise from the ashes.

So when that male lead returned, he learned that Yu Weiming had already been executed by the righteous alliance, his body nowhere to be found.

The male lead refused to believe it. He sought out the righteous leaders who had once been close to Yu Weiming and offered them a carefully prepared bait: a secret medicine that could save the gravely wounded, but would turn them into "demonic cultivators" who needed to practice dual cultivation to stay alive.

Seeing the brief flicker of darkness and struggle in their eyes, the male lead knew his guess had been right.

"He would rather die than fall into our hands, so he stabbed himself... I've been using this ice chamber to keep him alive for now, "

Following his guide, he entered the depths of a hidden cave dwelling and found Yu Weiming.

The proud strength of a green bamboo was gone. He was as fragile as a handful of spring snow about to melt away. His ink-black hair made his face look as pale as paper. Only his thin lips were lushly vivid, as though stained with the blood of his heart, their redness startling. Yu Weiming had always had a cold, heartless face, with sharp lines and a chilly gaze, but now his weakness gave him a fragile beauty that made one want to break him.

The male lead ruthlessly poured the secret medicine into his mouth. That night, a rich, intoxicating fragrance spread from Yu Weiming's room. It had worked.

Inside the ice chamber, warm jade steamed. Those unreachable paragons of heaven's favor surrounded him, their voices hoarse as they whispered over and over, "Little Yu."

Years passed. A new young dragon-prince protagonist joined the sect under the male lead, now the greatest sword immortal in the world. One day, the youth accidentally wandered into his master's forbidden grounds and glimpsed a figure in red with ink-black hair among a sea of flowers.

His long hair was unbound, flowing over his shoulders. He sat quietly amid a riot of color, holding a precious Persian cat with one blue eye and one yellow eye. Sunlight gilded him in pale gold. His face was fair as snow, but the shadows cast by his thick lashes and proud nose lent it rich definition. Calling him a peerless beauty would not be an exaggeration.

The Persian cat licked the "beauty's" chin, its tongue almost touching those rosy lips that set the imagination racing...

The beauty looked over. That icy, fleeting glance struck the young man's heart.

He secretly left behind a tracking artifact, hoping to meet this mysterious person again.

But the scene at their second meeting shattered his dream completely. The man was draped in a gauzy dress and surrounded by several renowned powerhouses, including his own cold and heartless master. His expression was as aloof as it had been when they first met, but the black onyx eyes that had once been as cool as winter stars were now unfocused. At last, he collapsed limply into a man's arms, while his master's voice called him "Little Yu" in a lovesick tone.

Someone else teased, "Little Yu, won't you call me husband too?"

Yu Weiming's lashes trembled. He silently closed his eyes and let them fight over him.

The young dragon-prince was shaken to the core. His chest filled with an indescribable ache and fury, and he swore to himself: I will save him from this living hell.

Just then, the System that had lain dormant in Yu Weiming's mind for years finally chimed:

[Detected a powerful desire in a new-generation 'dragon-prince' to save the Host. Final mission issued: lead this dragon-prince astray. Reward: complete escape from this world.]

As the people around him passionately clung to him and made their demands, Yu Weiming's face, always still as a frozen lake, suddenly blossomed with a faint smile so stunning it could make the heavens and earth lose their colors.

He knew: the long-awaited chance to overturn the game had finally come.

Theme: Face adversity with courage.