Chapter 41: The Variety Show Has Aired

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[Yunkai Sees Mooncakes]: Wanna go see what's trending?

[The Sky At Dawn]: Maybe this is a good thing. Now that you've received personal instruction from God Xun, maybe you won't suck so much the next time you play a game with us.

[stone]: Weiwei, do you feel like you've improved?

[Yunkai Sees Mooncakes]: I'm pretty sure he'll always suck.

[If You Love Me Please Send Me Money]: In your dreams…

His first order of business was to check the trending topics.

He gave up on chatting with his groupmates and opened up Weibo.

And what he saw rendered him speechless.

As it turned out, the unfortunate soul who had been shot and killed by him in that earlier match was Jiang Xun's teammate Kumachan. The same Kumachan who had been munching on a corn on the cob in the training room yesterday.

To make matters worse, Kumachan had streamed the whole thing.

After checking out Jiang Xun's new Weibo post and the comments underneath, Gu Wei understood perfectly—

Even though it had been a practice account, normally no one would let someone else borrow it so freely.

Gu Wei really was a trend magnet. He wouldn't ever be able to argue against a nickname like that. It was a good thing Jiang Xun hadn't explicitly named Gu Wei in his post, or Gu Wei's manager would definitely be scolding him again.

Gu Wei looked over at Jiang Xun, who was deeply engrossed in his daily practice. Although Gu Wei didn't dare to speak up, he couldn't help but think about the comments he had seen. Those comments said even practice accounts were very important to professional players, so if Jiang Xun allowed Gu Wei to use his, did that mean…

Gu Wei didn't allow himself to think any deeper on the matter.

Ever since that rainy day in northern Europe, without Gu Wei's notice, the distance between him and Jiang Xun had been growing smaller and smaller.

The sound of a cell phone ringing pierced the air. Gu Wei saw that it was Jiang Xun's phone. The screen had lit up, displaying Jiang Ying's name. Jiang Xun was so focused on his training that he didn't hear or notice it.

"Ge, your phone." Gu Wei stood up and lightly took Jiang Xun's headphones off for him. "I'm going to the restroom real quick."

Jiang Xun nodded and answered the phone.

A loud stream of belligerent, unintelligible curses came from Jiang Ying on the other end.

"Tsk… who pissed you off?" Jiang Xun pulled the phone away from his ear a bit. "You're really mad."

"My fucking garbage director! Said I would get the day off!" Jiang Ying hollered, fuming. "I was almost at H City when he called me back for some reshoots. I was so close to seeing that fiancé of yours, and now, not only do I have to go back for reshoots, they're fight scenes!"

"It's fine," Jiang Xun said. "It doesn't matter if you don't come. You guys have actually already met."

Jiang Ying's mood seemed to brighten at that. "Whoa! Really? I remember Mom said your fiancé was someone in my industry, and she said his age and popularity were both pretty similar to mine. I hear he's a real sweet kid. You'd better not bully him, I'm watching you."

"Definitely from your industry," Jiang Xun said. "A little younger than you."

"I'll come next time, I'll definitely come next time. I'll throw down with anyone who tries to stop me next time," Jiang Ying declared, remembering how annoyed he had been just a moment ago. "What's his name? Maybe we're not just in the same industry, maybe I've met him. We might even have worked together. I'm telling you, I know lots of people. I'll definitely put in a good word for you if I know him."

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