Yu Xing was named the most popular streamer in the gaming category for three years in a row, and every one of his livestreams stayed at the top of the homepage.
A hater couldn't stand it and spammed the chat, saying he had no skill, because otherwise a professional team would have recruited him.
At the time, Yu Xing was tearing through opponents in a match among the top ten on the ladder. He glanced at the chat and casually taunted, "I've turned down more pro tryouts than you've eaten meals."
He wasn't lying. Ever since he reached number one on the ladder at fifteen, he had received tryout offers from countless clubs.
But he hadn't gone to any of them, and he couldn't.
Yu Xing thought he would be a streamer for the rest of his life, until he ran into his former idol, a three-time champion, in ranked play. Then, when they met in person, he happened to see the man's medical records and learned that he was gravely ill, with little time left to live.
Yu Xing went home and thought about it for two days. At last, he asked him, "Your team needs a jungler for your comeback, right?"
"What about me?"
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When Xie Zhuo returned to competition after a year away, everyone was guessing which star-studded team he would join.
But when the transfer news came out, the man hailed as the final boss of the world championship was making his comeback with ING, a bottom-tier team. His jungler had still been streaming and playing solo queue for money just the day before.
Everyone immediately predicted their failure. It wasn't until ING won the spring split with the league's strongest mid-jungle duo that the haters slowly shut up.
Everyone at the small team's celebration banquet knew one another. Xie Zhuo pulled Yu Xing, who had been made to drink several cups, over to his side, intending to let him rest. Instead, the other man inexplicably began to whimper.
Xie Zhuo assumed he was just overwhelmed with excitement about winning and didn't think much of it.
Unexpectedly, the next second Yu Xing clung to him, eyes blurred with tears, and said, "Captain, I saw your medical records. I know you're going to die soon. Don't worry, I'll make sure you win a championship before you die."
Xie Zhuo, healthy in both body and mind: "?"
Somehow, this explained why Yu Xing had trained late into the night every day, repeating over and over the reasons he couldn't afford to lose.
Xie Zhuo laughed in anger. He patted the face of the league's current number-one jungler, Crimson, and spoke in a gentle yet dangerous tone. "Yu Xing, it's not me who's about to die. You're the one who's tired of living."
Theme: Chomp, chomp, chomp
