After Leaving □□, I Made a Comeback and Led Us to Victory

Four years after making his debut, Bai Yue finally led his team to the World Championship trophy. On the awards podium, he embraced his teammates, kissed the trophy, took off his gloves, and waved at the camera. Below the stage, the club owner behind FEW fixed him with a sinister look, seized his hand, and pinned him against the door. Then, with casual indifference, he blew a few rings of smoke in his face. "You've reached the top. This is where it ends, right?" The next day, three headlines set the trending page ablaze: #LARKRetiresDueToInjury #FEWTeamSoldForAMassiveSum #PresidentYanGetsEngaged. Bai Yue watched his teammates pack up and leave one by one. He unclenched his fist, thinking his career was over and the legend was finished. Being a coach or taking on endorsements seemed pretty good, too. The youngest Rookie of the Year in history was still streaming when, in the blink of an eye, he knocked on Bai Yue's door. "Excuse me, does Coach Bai live here?" The young man covered his eyes, took off his gloves, and guided his hands back onto the mouse. "Captain, if you want to play, I'll take you there." The sniper LARK's fingertips had never trembled so badly. Starting from scratch: launch a business, buy a training base, recruit teammates, and form a team. 2. Yan He didn't care how much FEW was worth. It was just the gilded cage he'd built for his little bird. A hand injury didn't matter. A broken wing was even better. He drafted a text to his little bird: "When are you coming back? I'll build another championship team for you to lead." He waited and waited for a reply, until one day he opened a livestream of the spring tournament. "How did Rookie of the Year OU end up on a team like this?" "LARK became the coach of some no-name team? Didn't he retire right after winning once?" "I heard FEW was formed and disbanded because of the person behind him..." Then, that night, Bai Yue entered the competition under his new ID, "ECHO." He let go of the keyboard, fireworks burst across the arena, and the crowd went wild! "This is my captain, Bai Shen." "Bro, carry me to an easy win next round." Yan He's veins bulged as he clenched his fist. His little bird was sitting beside another young man, and through the camera, he smiled at Yan He. "Sure." 1. Younger wolfdog seme x retired esports god uke. 2. No real-life inspirations. The setting is fictional and unrelated to reality. Respect professional players and their competitive dreams. 3. Romance-focused, with little detail on the games. The main plot has little to do with the competitions. The author doesn't play games and is making it all up. 4. So much melodrama, so much melodrama! Very sweet, with nothing added. Writing this for myself and letting loose. It won't be very long. 5. Nervously hoping for bookmarks. Maybe I'll start it one of these days. 2021/3/7 Theme: Hold on to your dreams.