I Want Both the Blue Buff and Mid Lane [Esports]

Coming next: Sunset Falls into an Orange Sea [Second Chance Romance], Old-Time Rain [Winning Her Back], The Puppy Says You're the Culprit. Please add them to your reading lists~ [Dear readers, this story is fictional, so don't take it seriously! In competitions, the winner takes all, and professional players work incredibly hard. Esports might have love, but it never has a championship.] Zhu Jiujiu is a genius freshman at Peking University, but she has another identity no one knows about: the top-ranked jungler on League of Legends' first server, and its number-one trash-talker, Lord Jiu. When she meets HTG's Buddha-like mid laner, Xiao Yi, she discovers that flirting works much better than trash-talking him. At the League of Legends Rookie of the Year awards ceremony. Host: "What made you decide to take a leave from Peking University and go pro?" Zhu Jiujiu: "Our team's mid laner said that if I joined, all the blue buffs would be mine." Host: "But in the matches, it looks like he still gets the blue buff?" Zhu Jiujiu: "The mid laner and the blue buff are both mine. But I feel sorry for him, so he can have the blue buff for now." A mischievous jungler heroine who flirts with everyone, especially her mid laner x a big, innocent bunny of a mid laner who gets so flustered by his jungler's advances he sees stars Who says esports can't be won over by love? Sweet romance, set in League of Legends. The heroine has a golden finger. At heart, it's a love story. The gaming parts are completely made up, so please don't scrutinize them. Zhu Jiujiu: "Mid, do something useful!" Xiao Yi: "The blue buff is yours, the minion wave is yours, the jungle is yours, and even I am yours. What more can I do..." Blurb for Sunset Falls into an Orange Sea [Second Chance Romance] [Gentle, resilient genius physics professor x proud, devoted head of a corporation. Second chance romance, bittersweet tension, and a love triangle.] He Yan, the handsome golden boy of Jingbei University's finance department, is a rich young master, carefree and flamboyant. Xu Xicheng, the top student in the physics department, is disciplined and proper, spending all day studying in the library. At a party one time, everyone drank too much. Thinking He Yan had fallen asleep, Xu Xicheng was overcome by an impulse to end her unrequited love, which she knew would never come to anything, with a kiss. Just as her lips were about to touch his cheek, the man pretending to sleep suddenly turned his head. The kiss landed squarely on his lips. He Yan gazed at her flushed face with dark eyes, his teasing smile growing wider. "How about giving us a try?" If you set aside the ending, their story could make up for all the sorrow and pain in the world. But what story can you tell without its ending? She was the one who ended things. That proud, unruly man stood in the rain all night. * They met again seven years later at a science and technology gala. Xu Xicheng was now the youngest associate professor in the physics department at Jingbei University. He Yan had rehearsed their reunion countless times. He would put the person who had abandoned him in her place, act cold enough, and make her regret it. But every feeling collapsed the moment he saw the ill-fitting coat draped over Xu Xicheng's shoulders. At the gala, He Yan stopped her. His unfathomable gaze seemed ready to devour her whole. "What are you to him?" But her reply was even more decisive than it had been on that rainy night: "What does that have to do with you, Mr. He?" Seven years really was a long time, long enough to forget someone many times over. But how could it be long enough for her to stop loving him? * They say whoever falls first loses, but He Yan knew for certain that he had been the one to lose completely from the very beginning. He admitted defeat. He surrendered. As long as Xu Xicheng would turn and look at him once, he would do anything. He was no worse than any of the men around her. So why wouldn't she give him even one chance? "Xu Xicheng, is your heart made of stone?" "I suppose it is." "Then why can they all have you, but I can't?" Xu Xicheng lowered her eyes and answered with silence. He Yan had lost all reason. He grabbed both her wrists and forced a kiss on her despite her struggling, until the metallic taste of blood between their lips was washed away by the salty taste of tears. When he finally came to his senses, he pulled her tightly into his arms and apologized again and again. "Don't cry, little Orange. Don't cry. It's my fault. I'm sorry..." But the person sobbing in his arms could only manage to say, haltingly, "A Yan... let's just stop..." * It's absurd for physicists to talk about fate. But Xu Xicheng still believed that the moment the singularity appeared, everything had already been decided. Even the Christ the Redeemer atop Corcovado Mountain could not necessarily calculate every twist of fate. How could she, caught up in the mortal world, know where the next gust of wind would blow? What are you babbling about? I want to kiss you. He Yan, who couldn't make heads or tails of it, decided to fight magic with magic and leaned down to kiss her. "Why think so much? All you need to know is that a man named He Yan loves you more than anyone else in the world." Theme: Every success comes from tireless effort and perseverance