LOL: I really didn't want to be a comedian!

Chapter 7 "You didn't retire, you're just unwanted!"

"Xiao Di! Remember to check in on the live stream this month!" Mai Zijian reminded Di Wu.

"Live stream?" Di Wu, who had just sat down in front of the computer and plugged in his peripherals, was somewhat taken aback: "Forget it! I'm not the kind of person who tries to please the audience."

Right now, all I can think about is my passion for playing professionally. I just want to rank well and then prove my skills on the field.

"But your contract includes live streaming, and if the duration isn't long enough, you won't get paid! And the extra pay for exceeding the live streaming targets is paid directly to you by the platform; it's considered your own earnings!"

???

"What kind of talk is that? Do you think I stream for a paycheck?" Di Wu shook his head righteously: "I stream so that viewers can learn my superb skills and leading-edge game strategies!"

Looking at Di Wu's righteous expression, Mai Zijian was speechless, but hoped so.
Tomorrow will be even better!

Once everything was ready, Di Wu's phone rang, and a very familiar name appeared on the caller ID.

"Yang Yangfan?"

Why would he call me? He's ruined my career, and now he still has the nerve to call me?
Upon seeing the name, Di Wu couldn't help but purse his lips: "Hello?"

"Hey! Adi, are you still in Shanghai?"

Master's voice came from the other end of the phone, and Di Wu couldn't help but want to turn around to see if any little cannon with Titan's ultimate ability was jumping towards him.

"I'm leaving! I'm no longer in Shanghai! It's so heartbreaking!"

Hearing this, Masto felt a little guilty. If "one fish, four dishes" only meant losing one game, then the duo he formed with Di Wu in OMG later on was much better.

That really put Di Wu in a terrible position. He understood that Di Wu's family was not well-off, and as the eldest brother, he still had to save face. He couldn't admit his mistake, so he could only make amends through his actions.

"Adi? Why don't you come to Shenyang? You can stay at my place, and we can do live streaming together! I'll show you around. It's better if we two 'eating buddies' don't separate. Don't worry about meals, my little sister will cook! I guarantee you'll eat your way to a chubby belly!"

"Don't let my professional gaming skills fool you, I still have some connections in the streaming world!"

Masto knows a wide range of people in the professional gaming circle, and is even familiar with players from popular teams like EDG and RNG.

With this connection, plus the "Eat-and-Strike Brothers" IP that he and Di Wu created together, it's only a matter of time before they become a hit across the internet.

Hearing this, Di Wu couldn't help but smile. K God is quite responsible, isn't he? He forced himself to retire, but at least he still gave himself a path to live streaming.

【Ding! 】

[Krystal treated you to kung fu every day last year; today, tell him you found a job, giving Krystal a little bit of a G-style emotional shock!]

Who is K-God to me? We're brothers who've fought together. There's enough footage of us fighting together to make a five-minute compilation.

They want to help me with my livestreaming business, but I'm telling them I've found a job. Isn't that just provoking them? No matter how many comedic moments you offer, they won't give in!
[Reward: 30 Comedy Points, Krystal's Tristana Proficiency*1]

Oh? Masto's cannon was pretty good in its prime, right?

Although I, Masto, didn't achieve much in my professional career, I played the Tristana quite well in my peak year, right?
This is actually what is known as a stereotype. It's like how everyone subconsciously thinks that Clearlove's Lee Sin is terrible, but before Peanut scored 4396 points on Kled's LeBlanc, Clearlove's Lee Sin win rate was terrifying, even leading the world.

When people think of Masto's cannon, they automatically recall the famous "K-Café" number one dish.

"One fish, four ways!"

But Master's Tristana should still be of a certain skill level, right? At least at the level of a level 5 player like Piao Laoshi's Jess!
so.
Want to be shocked, huh? Perfect, so that the components of the "Demon King" can be analyzed next month.

His lips curled into a Nike pose, Dragon King mode activated! Activate!!
"K!"

Di Wu's sudden serious tone startled Krystal: "What's wrong?"

"No, don't be so upset. If you're not going to play professionally anymore, then so be it. If the sky falls, the experts will hold it up. Don't let the criticism put pressure on you. I used to be able to eat four fish at once, and I've made it through!" Master comforted Di Wu: "I'll book you a plane ticket tomorrow. Come to Shenyang, and I'll take you to the live streaming circle Mimi!"

"No! K!" Di Wu's calm voice made Master somewhat worried. But...
The next sentence left Masto, who was holding the phone, completely dumbfounded.

"K! Me!"

"One day I will become a dragon among men! Standing atop the dome, I will stand on the world's highest stage as a professional player and do what no other domestic mid-laner has ever done!"

"I will break Faker's record and become the greatest of all time!"

At Masto's younger sister's home in Shenyang.

"Clap."

Master's phone fell to the ground, and his younger sister rushed over to ask him, "What happened? Yang Fan? Are you alright?"

Master didn't respond, but absentmindedly muttered to himself, "You...you found a job?"

"Di Wu!!! How did you find a job? Someone like you can't possibly have a job?"

He was already kneeling on the ground, pounding his fist on the floor: "Why?!"

Master was worried that Di Wu wouldn't have enough to eat, so he specially dragged him to come and do the live stream. But Di Wu turned around and told him that he had found a job.

Why! Why can even you find a job?

"It must be some terrible team, right? Huh! Why would you go to a terrible team? To go to jail? How can you improve your skills without a good jungler?" Master roared into the phone.

"It's a bad team, they're not strong anyway, but Peanut is pretty good at jungling, isn't he?"

The words "Little Peanut" seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back. Masto collapsed onto the cold marble tiles, his heart colder than the floor.

Peanut? LGD?
Di Wu? What makes you think you're so special? How dare you team up with Peanut in the mid-jungle!
"Don't worry! When I return from my ascent, you can still be my follower! Even the mighty Lord Sesshomaru will have his follower Jaken with him!"

"you"

Master pounded the ground helplessly: "No! Adil, come back, come and do a live stream with me!"

"We promised to team up for life, but I'm not retiring; I'm going to LGD!"

"Hmm," the younger sister next to her said helplessly, watching Krystal throw a tantrum on the ground.

"Yang Fan!"

"Have you figured it out or not?"

"Is it a question of whether you're retiring or not?" My sister was getting a little impatient.

Especially after last year's match, he was completely overwhelmed by K-God and is no longer used to the competition.

This almost forced Di Wu to retire; continuing to play would only harm his teammates.

"You haven't retired, you're just unwanted!"

My sister's words came as a bolt from the blue.

Master sat on the cold floor and sighed deeply: "Who wasn't a child prodigy? I was Draven back in the day."

He lit a mosquito coil, took a puff, and didn't continue speaking. Has the times really changed?

The thought of Di Wu finding a team and being able to gank mid and jungle with Peanut makes him anxious. What if this kid ends up playing with Peanut and goes to Worlds?
He was both worried that his brother would suffer and worried that his brother would drive a Land Rover!
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(End of this chapter)