268 Team Uniforms
Even after separating from Wang Heng, Pei Ningle, and the others, Lu Qi was still playing Honor of Kings when she returned home.
Of course, solo queuing was much better now. There were wins and losses, but she was the winner in most cases.
Lu Qi put down her phone and concluded, “I said so, it’s definitely not my problem.”
It was late at night, and Fu Jiu had already gone to bed. Lu Qi also took a shower, changed into pajamas, turned on the computer to scan the news, and suddenly perked up.
“The World Cup has reached the semi-finals. Those betting on football are lining up to go to the rooftop…” Lu Qi narrowed her eyes slightly and muttered to herself, “But if it’s that guy, it might be different. Did he bet on football?”
After pondering for a long time, Lu Qi made a call.
A moment later, Wang Heng’s voice came from the phone: “Hello, Sister Lu, what’s up?”
“Have you watched the World Cup recently?”
“Uh…” Wang Heng seemed to hesitate for a second. “Been busy recently, running to music festivals with Little Le, preparing for the CET-4 exam, no time to stay up late to watch games.”
Lu Qi: “But it’s fine now. There’s a big match between Brazil and Germany tonight. Aren’t you watching?”
Wang Heng: “I should watch, but not necessarily. I might just sleep through it. After all, I’m not a hardcore fan, no need…”
Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Lu Qi’s question.
“Did you bet on the game recently?”
A seemingly ordinary question made the other end of the line silent for a few seconds. This short period of silence was enough to explain a lot.
Wang Heng certainly understood that it was useless to muddle through with her, so he sighed, “I did.”
Lu Qi: “Earned a lot, right? No need, I won’t ask you for the specific number, you don’t need to tell me. I just want to ask, which side do you favor for tonight’s game?”
Wang Heng: “Germany.”
Lu Qi glanced at the page she just opened. “But Brazil is the host. Looking at the odds, everyone seems to favor Brazil more. Why do you think Germany will win?”
Wang Heng: “Because Tang Xudong favors Brazil.”
What kind of inexplicable reason is this? Hearing him say this, Lu Qi was stunned.
After a long silence, Lu Qi said, “I’ve heard of him. He’s a quite famous game streamer, but what does he have to do with the World Cup?”
Wang Heng: “Originally, it had nothing to do with him, but he said not long ago that he favored the Brazil team, so it has something to do with him. Toxic milk is a causality weapon.”
Lu Qi sighed. “Even if you say ‘heavenly secrets cannot be revealed’, it would be more sincere than dismissing me with such words, right?”
**
The next morning, the first thing Wang Heng did after waking up was to check the World Cup news—Brazil lost 1:7 to Germany, shocking the sports world.
Then he looked at the income in those betting websites, withdrew the earned chips, and transferred them to several accounts he had set up earlier.
Transferring to a domestic personal account all at once was too conspicuous. He decided to move it slowly over the next period.
Suddenly, the phone rang. It was a call from Lu Qi.
After connecting, he heard Lu Qi’s slightly excited voice: “I bet on Germany winning last night, and 50,000 turned into 100,000!”
Wang Heng: “Congratulations.”
Lu Qi: “Listening to your tone, you must have bought more… Wait, did you also guess the score correctly? 1:7, how terrifying are the odds?”
Wang Heng: “Odds, about two or three hundred.”
Lu Qi sucked in a breath of cold air. “You… then how much did you invest? My god, how much did you earn this time!”
Wang Heng sighed. “Don’t ask about the specific amount, Sister Lu. Didn’t you say that yourself last night?”
The other end of the line was silent for a few seconds.
Suddenly, Lu Qi sighed, “No wonder you want to be an angel investor. You really have the strength.”
Wang Heng: “…”
“Alright, let’s not talk about this,” Lu Qi changed the subject. “We’ll continue to team up and play today. Coming?”
“Of course, why not play games… Alright, I’ll be there in a while.”
With that, Wang Heng hung up the phone.
He got out of bed and heard the hamster saying, “Lu Qi has already guessed something.”
Wang Heng sighed. “Can’t help it. It’s too hard to muddle through with her.”
The hamster: “You could have denied it last night. Just say you didn’t bet at all, couldn’t you?”
Wang Heng thought for a moment and shook his head. “I’m not a robot, able to make the most perfect response at all times. She asked me suddenly, catching me off guard, and then she saw something fishy. Isn’t this normal?”
**
“Little Xuan, is it really okay for us to do this?”
Pei Ningle looked at the new clothes spread on the sofa, still a little hesitant.
Han Yixuan was full of confidence. “Don’t you know Wang Heng yet? He’s not someone who can’t take a joke. Of course it’s fine.”
Aside, Ye Xun also nodded. “I also think Senior Wang Heng shouldn’t mind this kind of thing. Actually, it’s better if we treat it as a joke. This also reminds us how hard it is for him.”
Pei Ningle muttered, “If you think it’s okay, then it’s okay… Anyway, Little Xuan made the clothes.”
Han Yixuan sneered. “Thought of how to shirk responsibility so quickly? Little Le, oh Little Le, you’ve learned bad things. You’re no longer that innocent child.”
Pei Ningle: “Hmph, still not as bad as you.”
Just then, there was a knock on the door. Ye Xun hurried over and opened the door, only to find that the person standing at the door was not Wang Heng, but Lu Qi.
The smile that had risen on Ye Xun’s face froze instantly.
Lu Qi narrowed her eyes and smiled. “What, not welcome?”
Ye Xun forced a smile. “How could you not be welcome? Sister Lu, please come in.”
Lu Qi came in, changed her slippers, and immediately noticed the five clothes on the sofa. Going over to take a look, she clicked her tongue in wonder. “Whose idea is this? Quite fun!”
Pei Ningle pointed to Han Yixuan. “It’s her.”
Han Yixuan patted Little Le’s wrist gently and smiled. “Now we’re just waiting for Wang Heng to come over. We’ll all wear them when we play later. We can be considered to have team uniforms.”
“Okay, okay, I’ll wear it first.” Lu Qi picked up the one that belonged to her.
The other three girls also picked up the clothes one after another, looked at each other, and hesitated.
Changing clothes here seemed… slightly awkward?
Just then, there was another knock on the door.
Ye Xun hesitated, so she let Pei Ningle take the lead.
Pei Ningle opened the door, saw it was indeed Wang Heng, and pointed to the sofa. “Go look quickly, Little Xuan made team uniforms for each of us!”
“Team uniforms?” Wang Heng was stunned, and had already noticed the clothes in Pei Ningle’s hand.
It was a white short-sleeved shirt, simple in style, but printed with seven big characters on the chest 【Bottom Lane Exploded Blame Support】.
Wang Heng looked at the clothes in the hands of the others. And they cooperated quite well, unfolding the short sleeves and displaying the printed characters on the chest clearly.
Ye Xun’s was 【Top Lane Paralyzed Blame Support】.
Han Yixuan’s was 【Mid Lane Useless Blame Support】.
And Lu Qi’s was of course 【Jungle Gone Blame Support】.
Wang Heng already had a premonition and asked, “Where’s mine?”
Han Yixuan held up the last one, which clearly had seven characters printed on it—【I Am Support Blame Me】.
Wang Heng couldn’t help laughing.
***
Translator’s Notes
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Toxic milk (毒奶, dúnǎi): Internet slang originating from gaming/esports. It refers to a prediction or praise that jinxes the outcome, causing the opposite to happen. Tang Xudong is known for his inaccurate predictions, so his support for Brazil is seen as a curse.
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Going to the rooftop (上天台): A euphemism for committing suicide by jumping off a building, often used jokingly in the context of losing large sums of money in gambling or stock market crashes.
