After making the national team alongside his childhood friend and sworn rival, Chi Xu inexplicably gained an ability.
He could see what other people had been thinking recently on the game's loading screen.
Most of the time, people's thoughts were pretty ordinary.
But there were exceptions, like during scrims...
Team A's top laner [Fuck, I want to transfer]
Chi Xu: Hold on, man. Didn't you talk up team spirit in your last interview?
Team B's jungler [XX is such a fucking dumbass]
Chi Xu: Wait, wait, wait. Aren't you two the league's heavily promoted golden duo? You were playing up the ship like crazy just two days ago, weren't you??
After one hit after another, Chi Xu shifted his gaze to the ID of a certain icy bking, hoping to calm down.
Who would have thought that last week's emotionless period would have turned into a whole sentence?
In a neat, bold font, the words appeared right above that irritating ID: [I want to shut Chi Xu up]
Chi Xu: Hello??
Enough was enough. After training, he dragged the guy into a private room.
In a stiff, accusatory tone, he asked, "Don't you have something you want to tell me?"
"Tell you what?"
The young man replied coolly, "That you were zoning out all afternoon, flashed into a wall twice, died seven times, and made N positioning mistakes?"
To get the famous pure-hate duo to bury the hatchet as quickly as possible, the training camp coach put them in the same dorm room.
The two laid down three rules before moving in.
1. We have to be properly dressed in the dorm.
One morning, Si Yan came out of the bathroom and ran straight into Chi Xu, who was wearing only half a pair of oversized shorts.
Si Yan's brow twitched. He said coldly, "Explain."
Chi Xu's peach-blossom eyes glistened as he suddenly flashed him a smile. "Sorry. I'm used to sleeping naked."
2. We can't touch each other's things without permission.
One night, Si Yan came back to the dorm after extra practice and saw a lump sticking out of his bed.
He walked over and pulled back the blanket. His roommate was fast asleep, revealing the back of his head, hair sticking up in all directions.
Si Yan stared at the little tuft on his head for a full five minutes, then frowned and sat down at his desk to review the entire night's match footage.
3. No strong-smelling food in the dorm.
When Si Yan wrote down that rule in black and white, he never imagined that he would be the first to break it.
After spending some time getting used to each other, Chi Xu was able to duo queue with his support without a shred of guilt.
The timing happened to coincide with the update to everyone's thoughts. When they entered the game's loading screen, Chi Xu saw the words above Si Yan's ID and rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
Then he froze like a statue, his face turning red and practically steaming.
[I want to lock Chi Xu up x]
Huh? Is this guy speaking Chinese? Is this actually okay??
A fictional MOBA game
Ice-cold support top x talkative AD bottom
Childhood-friends story, possibly a light comedy with an ensemble cast
The competition setting is inspired by the KPL and LPL.
Blurb saved on 2024.12.25
Theme: How to improve relationships
