The National Sweetheart Livestreamer Is A Pro!

Chapter 204: Untitled

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Ji Zhiyao was eager to have a go on them. “They’re not bad, can we bring a set back to our base?”

Yuan Wei shook his head. “Some parts of our technology back home cannot keep up for now, it is possible to do some alterations, but that would take too much time, with little profits to be earned, on top of that, our eSports scene totally isn’t valued as much... So it would relatively more challenging to carry out the alterations.”

Ji Zhiyao regretfully murmured an “okay”. “Alright, then I shall find a machine to do some casual training.”

The stats analyzer nodded. “All of you scatter by yourselves, an hour later...”

The stats analyzer was midway through his instructions when Nuo who was standing towards the back of the group was suddenly pushed by a person who walked past and let out an “ow”.

Heng quickly held him up. “Nuo you okay?”

“Oh damn my back, that blow almost killed me... This person probably has his eyes on the back of his head, the lights are so bright and I’m such a big guy, he was almost stepping on me to walk over.”

Nuo held his back, the others all turned back, frowning as they looked towards the person who had intentionally bumped into Nuo.

It was a young boy, slim, not too tall. He seemed to be a minor.

Heng made a “tsk” sound, “Looks like it’s an impish kid, just have him apologize and end it there, saves us from being criticized for bullying a minor.”

Nuo was initially not too willing to be picked on for no reason, hearing Heng’s words, he nodded. “Okay.”

Ji Zhiyao turned around, and together with the rest, took a step closer to Nuo, slightly giving off an air of taking advantage of their numbers to bully others.

Heng and the youth exchanged a few words, though Ji Zhiyao could not understand the content of their conversation, but he still read the scorn and disdain in his eyes very clearly... He frowned, then heard a snicker from Mo Huaifeng who was by his side. Ji Zhiyao turned and asked in a low voice, “Captain, you understood what he said?”

“A little.” Mo Huaifeng grew even colder. “I don’t understand the rest, but the two terms ‘sick man of East Asia’ and ‘China’ are absolutely clear to me.”

The flames of fury in Ji Zhiyao’s heart flared up at once.

What upbringing was that? Bumped into Nuo with no clear reason, then let loose his tongue the moment they start speaking?

Heng appeared to be extremely enraged, such that he was wildly spinning out Japanese mixed with Chinese in his speech. “F*ck you... Didn’t your parents teach you how to behave when you’re in public?”

The disdain on the youth’s face grew even stronger, Heng rolled up his sleeves, as his fist was about to pound onto his face, it was blocked by Ji Zhiyao’s deft hands.

“Don’t stop me, granddaddy Heng is going to teach him how to behave like a man today!”

“Calm down Heng, China eSports is civilized and harmonious, we cannot raise our fists easily when we are out.”

The words “civilized and harmonious” successful led Heng to make a connection to the image that eSports youths had back home and it eased some of his anger. Then Heng inhaled deeply. “Alright, I am civilized, I will not lift a hand.”

Upon seeing that Heng was stopped, the youth became more arrogant. Pointing to the game machine beside them, several terms that they could understand came from his mouth. “Professional, best, solo.”

Could it be that with such a character, he was still a professional eSports player?

“Want to solo? Daddy shall accompany you!” Heng unrolled his sleeves, but just as he took a step forward, he was stopped by Mo Huaifeng. “Captain what are you doing?”

“You’re not suited for this type of machine, let me do it.”

Heng glanced at the gloating youth. “Captain, don’t go on just because he asked for the best, he’s a little rascal who hasn’t even completed puberty, does he deserve that?”

“He does not.”

Ji Zhiyao twisted his neck, a smile hanging on his lips as he said, “I’ll do it.”

Mo Huaifeng shifted his gaze, looking towards Ji Zhiyao, a smile gradually grew as the corner of his lips lifted.

Ji Zhiyao continued, “Since I practice the speed class style, I should be better at such a drill. Heng, tell me that I am the worst player in the team, but my ability is more than enough to thrash him. Why don’t we make a bet, if he loses, he hollers an apology three times to the sky; if I lose, I am at his disposal.”

Heng hesitated. “Brother, are you confident?”

Ji Zhiyao rolled his eyes. “Would you have some confidence in me, for someone like him, I can beat three of them alone.”

The others exchanged eye contact, Heng then glanced at Mo Huaifeng. Mo Huaifeng nodded at him, hence Heng lifted his head again and spoke to the youth.

Ji Zhiyao watched on for a while and poked Mo Huaifeng. “Captain.”

“Hm?”

“In the future, we should still leave the job of translating to you, don’t you feel that Heng looks especially similar to those loafers who goes around collecting protection fees?”

Mo Huaifeng’s expression instantly became one that could not be described in a few words.

He did seem a little similar.

It looked like Heng had finished talking and he pointed to Ji Zhiyao. The youth appeared to be very skeptical. “You... weakest?”

Ji Zhiyao held his head up, looking especially proud. “Yeah, you see I look so young, do I look like a pro?”

The others were speechless.

Yet it seemed like the youth could only understand Ji Zhiyao’s expression and not such profound Chinese. He sneered coldly, “You, pick.”

Ji Zhiyao rotated his wrists as he said, “Heng, help me tell him, he can pick whatever, I will go with it, so as to avoid others saying that I’m bullying a kid.”

After Heng translated his words, the youth appeared to be furious.

“He said that heroes are named according to their capabilities, you can choose.”

“He really said that?”

“Yeah, I’ll rebut him again on your behalf?”

“Don’t, I’ll choose! That one!”

Heng snorted, “What the hell, where’s your moral courage?”

Ji Zhiyao grinned, “Can that be eaten? Besides, it’s my first time here, I have yet to interact with anything, he’s not at a disadvantage at all, alright? And also tell him, I’ve never played this before, I want to have a trial round before we begin.”

Heng finished expressing himself through words and gestures, the youth nodded.

Hence Ji Zhiyao walked towards the “finger dancing machine” that he had pointed to earlier.

The other members of Mix followed behind him and stood at the side, the youth moved to stand before another of the same game machine.

Before starting, Ji Zhiyao bent his fingers back and forth.

Then, pressed down on the “start” button.

This machine maintains a high speed from the very start and calculates the player’s results according to the instructions that are missed. Ji Zhiyao had been playing for four to five minutes and had already missed approximately five instructions.

Except for Mo Huaifeng who knew his current standards who was still calm, everyone else was very nervous. The youth’s expression also became increasingly scorful... Yet Ji Zhiyao’s back was to them, he didn’t see anything at all.

Five minutes passed, he rotated his wrists, his fingers tapping lightly in the air, but his expression was a completely relaxed one. “Okay, tell him that we can start.”

Heng swallowed. “NoHomo, you sure? Don’t put on a strong front, it’s not too late to swap out with someone else now.”

Ji Zhiyao said oddly, “Yeah, I’m about done testing, don’t drag on, the touch is going to feel different.”

Hence Heng held some doubt and spoke some Japanese.

As there weren’t any other idle passers-by, the stats analyzer became the person to announce the start of the game

“3, 2 ,1, start!”

With that, Ji Zhiyao and the youth arched their upper bodies at a 30 degree angle almost at the same time.