Mist in the Air Chapter 9

Soren Yu placed the remaining half cup of lemon tea on the table and lay down on the bed relaxingly.

The captain's dormitory at the Modu FS team base was extremely quiet. The afternoon sun was shining brightly. The windows of the room were not closed, and the curtains were gently swaying in the breeze, sweeping across the lemon tea on the table. On the bed on the other side of the table, Soren Yu gradually fell asleep.

The cell phone beside the bed kept buzzing, and every time it rang, it slid a little closer to the bed, little by little, until it finally fell to the floor.

Soren Yu opened his eyes slightly, tilted his head to look under the bed, then turned over and continued to sleep.

An hour later, Soren Yu, who had caught up on some sleep, got up, bent down, picked up the phone on the ground and put it back on the bed.

Soren Yu washed his face, sat by the window, lit a cigarette, and picked up his cell phone to look at it.

There were many useful and useless messages piled up in WeChat. Soren Yu flipped through them one by one and replied to the necessary information. Somewhat surprisingly, Soren Yu saw several missed voice calls from Ke Hao.

Ke Hao is Soren Yu’s classmate and childhood friend.

Although the two of them don't contact each other much now, they still have a good relationship. Soren Yu called Ke Hao back and the other end picked up the phone quickly. Soren Yu held a cigarette in his mouth and said slowly: "I didn't see it just now, what's wrong?"

Ke Hao on the other end of the phone seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and said miserably: "Ancestor, why did you lose contact? I was just about to go to your house to block you."

"You won't be able to find me at my house." Soren Yu smiled, "I can't go back many times a year, what do you want to find me for?"

After a few pleasantries, Ke Hao asked tentatively: "Can you do me a favor?"

Soren Yu took a puff of his cigarette and said, "You say."

Ke Hao sighed: "My cousin has completely fallen out with his family recently. Not only did he run away from home, he also stopped going to school. I heard that he is playing games and being a streamer recently. My uncle is so pissed off. If my family has an internet celebrity...it will be a great honor for the family."

Ke Hao's family is in business, but the family has been intellectuals for 18 generations, a serious scholarly family, and the family is old-fashioned and conservative. Soren Yu couldn't help but smile.

However, there are too many internet-addicted teenagers who run away from home because they don’t want to go to school. Most of Soren Yu’s friends are like this, and he is no longer surprised by it.

Ke Hao said worriedly, "He is in his third year of high school. He will take the college entrance exam in two months. His grades are pretty good. You think he really dropped out of school at this time... What is this? And it's because of playing games, which is your fog! My God, my uncle didn't dare to tell my grandfather, for fear that my grandfather would go to the hospital directly."

Without waiting for Soren Yu to speak, Ke Hao hurriedly said, "Don't worry! I'm not saying that your profession is bad. If he can really make it to your level, I'd be happy too. But how many people in your profession can really make it? And he's not really going to play professionally, he's doing a live broadcast! Anchor! Do you understand what an anchor is?!!!"

"I understand." Soren Yu exhaled a puff of smoke, "I also live stream occasionally, what's wrong with that?"

Ke Hao said miserably: "It's impossible. He hasn't even graduated from high school. How can he really do this? Can you... help me?"

Soren Yu asked, "What do you want to help with?"

Ke Hao said: "If he refuses to study, there is no way to force him. He is already so old, and he can't be tied down. To be honest, my cousin has been rebellious since he was a child and has never been obedient. My uncle has been tortured by him for many years and has almost given up. But... he really can't be an anchor. I'm afraid my grandfather will not be able to stand it if he knows."

"I also advised my uncle, why don't we both take a step back and compromise." Ke Hao said helplessly, "If you really like the game, you can play it professionally like you, and don't make live streaming your main job. I was thinking that my grandfather liked you too, and if he knew that he was going to be in the same industry as you, maybe he would be able to accept it."

Soren Yu held a cigarette in his mouth, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Do you think that we can come here just because we can play games?"

"No, no, no, it's harder than getting into Tsinghua University!" Ke Hao apologized quickly, "My uncle's yelling made my mind confused. I meant to ask you to take a look for me to see if my brother is the right material."

Ke Hao said: "He's not cut out for this. If he can really develop in this direction, then let him be a professional player."

Soren Yu was pessimistic and said, "Let me give you a heads up. Among a thousand people who want to become professional players, it's considered a high probability that only one of them is actually qualified to become a professional player."

Ke Hao said hurriedly: "I understand, but he seems to be really good at playing, and he plays the same profession as you, it's the same thing, the same thing..."

Soren Yu raised his eyebrows: "Medical technician?"

Ke Hao slapped his thigh: "Yes!"

Soren Yu nodded: "Okay, send me his ID so I can see his national ranking."

Ke Hao stuttered: "What, what did you say?"

Soren Yu said simply: "It's his game account, send it to me."

Ke Hao was confused: "What?"

Soren Yu sighed: "Just ask him the exact words, he will understand."

Ke Hao said miserably: "He blocked me a long time ago..."

Soren Yu had no choice but to say, "Then send me the address of his live studio and I'll go there and watch it myself."

Ke Hao coughed and said, "To be honest... I don't know where he is broadcasting live."

Soren Yu was so angry that he laughed: "Then go away, I can't help you."

"Don't!" Ke Hao said incoherently, "It's really not my fault! My uncle only told me that he was going to be a live streamer, but he didn't tell me where he was going! I asked my uncle, and he was so angry that he was shaking. He asked me what live streaming was and what I could do?! I know you might know something about it, but I didn't dare to disturb you because I was afraid you were in the game, so I asked my classmates in China."

"My classmates in China talked to me for a long time, but... I just couldn't understand your jargon. I searched for several days like a headless fly. My uncle and dad came to ask me again. I haven't finished my group assignment this week. My brain is about to explode. Soren Yu, please help me..."

Soren Yu lit another cigarette and shook his head: "I can't help it. You don't know anything. Where can I find it?"

"You must have a way, can you help me?" Ke Hao was afraid that Soren Yu would not care, and he was shameless, so he said, "Hey... I really don't want to bring up the past, but think about it, when you first started playing professionally, the year you had a falling out with your family, who paid for your tuition and living expenses, allowing you to go to school while training?"

Soren Yu asked back: "How much is the tuition?"

"The tuition fee is not much, do you dare to calculate your living expenses?" Ke Hao was furious when he recalled the past. "Your living expenses are tens of thousands per month! Whose pocket money did you forget?! My mother suspected that I was keeping a celebrity at such a young age!"

Soren Yu chuckled: "Is it okay if I return it to you earlier?"

"Yes, I paid it back, but the suffering I endured for you was real! I saved my pocket money for so many years by eating frugally, and I gave it all to you to devote yourself to e-sports!" Ke Hao was so angry that his tone was unstable. "Go out and ask yourself, which runaway can live as comfortably as you did back then?"

Soren Yu was indeed indebted to Ke Hao for this matter, and he nodded helplessly: "I...I'll think of a way."

As soon as Soren Yu let go, Ke Hao felt relieved: "Thank you for your kindness!"

Ke Hao admitted that he was in the wrong and said, "I know you are a busy man, but I really can't help it. I will treat you to a meal when I return to China."

"Okay." Soren Yu thought to himself that I was free recently, "Send me his contact information."

Ke Hao quickly sent a string of messages and said, "I've given you my name, age, mobile number, and □□ number. I think my phone is in bad shape. It's been turned off for half a month. I don't add strangers on social software. You...you should start looking in the live broadcast room first."

Soren Yu exited the voice interface and read the message: "Nolan Shi. Your last name is Ke, and your cousin's last name is Shi. Since which generation did this cuckolding begin in our family..."

"Bah!" Ke Hao cursed with a smile, "It's not convenient to air family disgrace in public. I'll tell you later."

Soren Yu didn't intend to ask. He was about to hang up when Ke Hao hurriedly said, "He has a really bad temper and is in his rebellious period. Please bear with him."

Soren Yu said "hmm" and hung up the phone, then received several messages from Ke Hao.

Ke Hao sent over all the information he could find on his cousin, even his usual grades.

Soren Yu squinted and looked at it.

Nolan Shi, male, 17 years old, height 181.

Ke Hao was nagging and even sent several photos. Soren Yu raised his eyebrows when looking at the photos.

handsome.

So cool.

The 17-year-old boy in the photo has his hair shaved very short, bleached and dyed white, and has several earrings. Even though he looks like an aristocrat, you can still see through the surface and see that he is really handsome.

This rebellious young man had a sinister look in his eyes and eyebrows, and it was almost as if "Keep Away" was written on his face.

Soren Yu called Nolan Shi, but his phone was turned off.

Added WeChat, no response.

He could only start looking from the live broadcast room. Soren Yu sent a message to Ji Yanhan, the owner and former captain of his club, briefly explaining the situation. He sent Nolan Shi's name and age, and asked Ji Yanhan to ask several familiar live broadcast platform managers to see if he could directly find out the address of Nolan Shi's live broadcast room.

Ji Yanhan was discussing business outside, but he replied immediately after receiving the message and asked Soren Yu to wait for news.

Soren Yu threw his phone on the bed and went to the bathroom to take a shower. After he finished showering and put his changed clothes into the laundry basket and sent it to the aunt at the base, he came back and saw that Ji Yanhan had already replied to the message.

Ji Yanhan: [We didn’t find this person. Either he didn’t broadcast live on these mainstream live broadcast platforms, or he was on a mainstream platform, but he didn’t sign a contract or upload his real personal information, so there’s no way to find him. Who are you? ]

Soren Yu was quite surprised. He couldn’t even find this?

Soren Yu asked Ji Yanhan to be busy and not to worry about himself.

Then we really have to look for it in the live broadcast room, which requires a bit of luck. Luo must be live broadcasting at this time. I don’t know how many rounds of checking will be needed to bump into it. Soren Yu didn’t want to care about it anymore, but thinking about the scene of not being able to go home before and eating dumplings made by Ke Hao’s mother at Ke Hao’s house on New Year’s Eve, Soren Yu sighed and went downstairs to the training room to turn on the computer.

Soren Yu's teammate Chen Huo happened to come back from outside, and when he saw Soren Yu entering the training room, he followed him in: "Aren't we going to have a rest today? Are you training again?"

Soren Yu shook his head: "Private matter."

Chen Huo shrugged his shoulders. He finally had a short vacation, so he would not touch the computer again. He walked around the training room twice and then went out.

Soren Yu was the only one in the empty lounge. He opened the first live broadcast platform and opened the fog game category.

A boy, not very old, plays the role of a medic.

Soren Yu screened out the professional players he knew, and based on the pitiful information Ke Hao had given him, he began to check one by one...

Half an hour passed.

An hour passed.

Three hours passed.

Soren Yu put down the mouse, lowered his head and pinched the corners of his eyes.

He is going blind.

Chen Huo went out to eat barbecue with the team next door and came back. Seeing Soren Yu still sitting in front of the computer desk, he asked curiously: "You didn't open the game client, and you didn't broadcast live. What are you doing here?"

Soren Yu said expressionlessly: "I went door to door to help a friend of mine find a lost child."

"Shock!" Chen Huo was horrified, "Who is missing?! How old is the child? How tall is he?"

Soren Yu opened another live broadcast room: "Seventeen, 1.81 meters."

Chen Huo was shocked: "...I'm afraid his brain is not working."

"I guess so." Soren Yu took a new pack of cigarettes, opened it, and put a cigarette in his mouth, "I don't Fcuking believe it, you little B@st@ard..."

Chen Huo was afraid that Soren Yu would force him to do hard labor, so he ran away on tiptoe.

Soren Yu took a puff of cigarette and continued his investigation.

Two hours later, Soren Yu looked at the live broadcast room on his screen with a dark face.

The game broadcast live in the live broadcast room---fog is right.

The profession that the live broadcast host is currently playing is --- medical technician.

The camera was turned on in the live broadcast room. Soren Yu looked at the photo sent by Ke Hao on his phone, then looked at the person who was broadcasting live - that was right.

This is the person.

There is nothing wrong with this. The live broadcast room is very popular and it should be easy to find, but...

Soren Yu really wanted to type in the live broadcast room to ask Nolan Shi: You, a technical game anchor, why... do you Fcuking classify yourself in the home dance channel?

"you..."

Soren Yu hadn't eaten all night and was so angry that his stomach ached.

He was really trying hard just now. After ruling out all possibilities, he could only believe in the impossible.

Soren Yu opened some strange channels one by one, and finally saw Nolan Shi's unique game interface and cold straight man face among a group of cat-ear maids shaking their breasts on the home dance channel.

Soren Yu was so angry that he wanted to call the platform's super administrator to report the anchor for maliciously visiting other channels, but he thought better of it and gave up.

Nolan Shi didn't sign the contract, so the super administrator had no control over his classification.

"grass."

Soren Yu took a deep breath and opened his game client.

Soren Yu reopened the live broadcast room, glanced at Nolan Shi’s game ID in the live broadcast room, then opened the national ranking of the client and entered: 2000-luo in the search bar.

The search results came out instantly:

2000-luo, ranked 179th in the national server.

Soren Yu was stunned.

The new season has just started less than two months ago, and many professional players have not even made it into the top 300 in the national server, but Nolan Shi has already reached 179th.

Of course, the possibility of proxy leveling cannot be ruled out. Soren Yu closed his client, opened the live broadcast room and watched him play a game. Combined with the camera in the live broadcast room, Soren Yu basically ruled out the possibility of proxy leveling.

He hit it himself.

Soren Yu watched Nolan Shi play another game, and then sent a message to Ke Hao: [I found your brother, he may become a professional player.]

Ke Hao immediately replied: [What do you mean by possible? Can't you see the rankings? ]

Soren Yu: [A high ranking does not necessarily mean you can play professionally. There is no necessary relationship. 】

Ke Hao: [How can we judge then? ]

Soren Yu was too lazy to explain to this layman, and said: [There are many things to be confirmed.]

Ke Hao replied: [Can you help confirm it? ]

Soren Yu: [No.]

Soren Yu was about to close the live broadcast room, and Ke Hao hurriedly sent a message: [Pocket money!!! Dumplings for the Dragon Boat Festival!!! Mooncakes for the Mid-Autumn Festival!!!]

Soren Yu paused and typed: [Give me a few days...I need to communicate with him myself.]

Ke Hao felt relieved instantly and sent another message: [Great, it would be great if I could contact him, but he said he has nothing to talk about with an old man like me. Well, you...you are the same age as me, you, you...pay attention to this.]

Soren Yu suppressed his anger, threw his phone aside, reopened the game client, and applied for a small account.

Recalling what Ke Hao had just said, "He said he has nothing to talk about with an old man like me," Soren Yu changed his age to fifteen when he created his second account. He tried hard to recall the youth trends when he was a child, and combined with the aesthetics and interests of this rebellious teenager, he quickly changed his nickname and signature.

Soren Yu used his secondary account to send a friend invitation to Nolan Shi in the game, and said to himself: "The professional assessment is coming, young man, if you don't pass it, the loss will be too great..."

At the same time, in a certain internet cafe, Nolan Shi’s friend invitation in the game flashed.

Nolan Shi clicked on ---

applied to add you as a friend, application reason [Xiao Gege, no, wen warms up and hurts the heart?]

Nolan Shi looked at the ID, his slightly sharp eyebrows twitched, and then he directly clicked "Reject" in the next second.