Chapter 153 - Dream

translator: Oyen editor: Ciel

Shen He joined Qin Mo and Xiao Han in the audience to watch the next group’s matches. Liu Hong’s group, group H, would be up next, and her opponent today was Sky team’s Li Dongqing, whose ID was ‘At Green Hills’.

This player was a newcomer with good potential trained by Qiu Zongping. However, they had little experience in competitions, and Liu Hong cinched victory with a score of 2:0. He Yue, who was also hiding in the audience, was surprised. Turning to her senior brother in the seat beside her, she exclaimed, “Sister Hong used to play healer, but after joining Mojue, she turned to output?!”

Chen Jiang chuckled. “I have long since heard that she has the heart of an output. I guess she was probably quite depressed about having to play a healer and add blood to people. This time, she has finally realised her wish.”

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Among the viewers watching the live broadcast, Liu Hong’s many fans were dumbfounded watching her use her two-handed weapons to kill her opponents neatly.

The fans sent a flood of comments: “Where’s our Milk Goddess?”

“Sister Hong is no longer adding blood, unexpectedly, she’s playing an output?!”

“Sister Hong, this change is a little huge!”

Seeing this barrage, Ye Chao casually explained. “Liu Hong used to be the team’s main healer when she was vice-captain of the National Beauty team. After changing projects, she also changed her role, and is now playing an output.”

“There aren’t many players who can play both a healer and an output well, right?” Liang Ru asked.

“En,” Ye Chao nodded. “The main reason is because the two professions have different requirements. A healer has to ensure the survival of both themselves and their team, which means they have to dodge skills and resist pressure. On the other hand, the output has to make every effort to deal as much damage as possible. For Liu Hong to be able to switch freely between a healer and an output class, she is indeed very talented.”

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At this time, the results of today’s group stage were displayed on the big screen. “Dear friends, today’s group stage will end here. You can check the results of each group on the professional league’s official website,” Liang Ru announced. “Thank you for attending the first professional league’s individual competition. We will see you again at 9:00am tomorrow morning!”

After the live broadcast, the results of the group match were displayed once more. Aside from Qin Mo, who had unexpectedly lost, the other three members of Mojue won their first matches successfully.

In tomorrow’s group match, Qin Mo would fight Xu Sizhe, who had also lost his first match. Naturally, Qin Mo was very confident.

Liu Xiang had arranged a special car in advance to pick up the four people. In order to avoid meeting reporters on the road, Qin Mo brought everyone out the back door to return to the hotel.

Opening his Weibo, Shen He discovered that his personal Weibo account had suddenly gained tens of thousands of followers. Many people in the comments were calling him ‘Monkey God’. Stunned, Shen He asked, “How did I suddenly get another nickname?”

“Commentator Ye Chao gave it to you.” Xiao Han explained.

“How can that Ye Chao give people a nickname casually!” Shen He was depressed. “Why the hell is it Monkey God?!”

Liu Hong laughed. “It’s better than Drunken God, Shen God , or even River God.”

After thinking about it for a while, Shen He scratched the back of his head, feeling like Sister Hong had made a very good point. “That’s right, Monkey God… after reading it many times, I think it’s a little more pleasant to the ears. There are so many comments, do I need to reply?”

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But … he couldn’t bear it any longer after just ten minutes. Once again, he opened his Weibo to read the comments. “This group of people dares call me husband, and said they wanted to birth little monkeys for me… sh*t, there are others who want to take me to Huaguo Mountain’s waterfall cave to join the monkeys. What a mess…”

Liu Hong laughed. “Monkey God, you can go back to Huaguo Mountain to be the Monkey King.”

“After this competition, your popularity has increased a lot, but you are still a newcomer, you should be modest.” Qin Mo reminded him.

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“I know, master!” Shen He immediately nodded. “I haven’t qualified in the group stage yet. I have to go back and prepare for tomorrow’s match. I don’t think there is much chance of winning against Nie Yuzhu tomorrow, but I will try my best.”

Liu Hong replied. “Nie Yuzhu is an expert in Xuanbing Palace’s double ring flow. I’ll fight a few rounds with you tonight, maybe you can learn more about the routine of Xuanbing Palace’s double ring.”

“Thank you, sister Hong.” Shen He replied excitedly.

***

After returning to the hotel in the evening, Qin Mo and Xiao Han went back to their room to rest, while Liu Hong took Shen He to a nearby internet cafe. They booked a private room, where Liu Hong instructed Shen He and offered him some ideas on how to deal with Xuanbing Palace experts. The two people didn’t return to the hotel until 10:00pm.

As soon as Shen He returned to the hotel, he saw several unread messages popping up on his mobile phone. Opening them, he realised that they were all sent by his teammates.

Zhu Qingyue: “Xiao He played well, continue to work hard [smile]”

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Shen He immediately replied: “Thanking great god Qingyue for your encouragement, I will, haha.”

Pei Yu: “You won the first group match beautifully, fighting!”

Shen He replied: “Right? I also think I played handsomely today!”

He Beiguang: “Hahaha Monkey God, have you seen it? Many people are calling you Monkey God on Weibo, and say they want to give you little monkeys! In the future, we can open a monkey park to collect tickets [ROFL].”

Shen He replied angrily: “Get lost!”

He Beiguang replied: “By the way, do you need a female monkey? Shall I go to the zoo to find a beautiful one?”

Shen He: “Roll back to the dormitory with your big head!”

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After the two players ridiculed each other for a while, Shen He went to take a bath in the bathroom, thinking about Li Muran’s paralyzed face. Why didn’t he send a message?

Great god Qingyue, Pei Yu and big head He all sent messages to congratulate him, but his roommate Li Muran remained silent. Didn’t he watch today’s game?

Shen He soon discarded this idea. The people who stayed at the club should have watched the live broadcast of the game under Qingyue’s leadership. Li Muran could not have been absent.

The only explanation was that he didn’t care whether he won or lost.

Thinking of this, Shen He couldn’t help but feel a little downcast.

After being roommates for such a long time, Shen He was very clear that Li Muran, while facially-paralysed, was actually a soft-hearted person. Otherwise, he wouldn’t lend him shower gel or toothpaste, and even accompany him to go shopping for clothes.

Actually, Shen He really wanted to have a good relationship with this roommate, but he didn’t know how to get along with Li Muran. Among the four newcomers in the team, Pei Yu was very talkative, while He Beiguang was a simple jerk, and Shen He soon became fast friends with them. Li Muran was the only one who put on a sour face all day long, as if the others owed him millions of dollars. He didn’t like to talk or laugh, and had a face like a statue… He was really unsociable.

When a teammate won a game, a normal person would send a text message to congratulate him, but Li Muran didn’t send him a message, and didn’t think about it.

Sighing, Shen He walked out of the bathroom to dry his hair, sitting down by the bed and picked up his mobile phone. If Li Muran didn’t message him, then… how about he take the initiative to send a message?

As if their hearts were connected, the mobile screen suddenly lit up with a message from Li Muran. “Congratulations.”

These two simple words were very much in his style, causing Shen He’s mood to immediately soar. He quickly replied back: “You didn’t send a message just now. I thought you didn’t watch the game!”

Li Muran: “I watched the live broadcast.”

Shen He: “How was my performance this afternoon?”

Li Muran: “Very clever.”

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Getting praised by his roommate with facial paralysis, Shen He was even more excited. He was about to type out a reply and boast about his skills, only for Li Muran to send another one: “By the way, I washed the clothes you piled on the bed.”

Shen He: “…”

He took a lot of clothes with him when he left, and forgot to wash his short-sleeved shirt, pants, pajamas and piled them on the bed. Unexpectedly, Li Muran helped him wash them…

Did Li Muran think he was sloppy?

Thinking of this, Shen He blushed and quickly replied: “You don’t need to help me wash my clothes!”

Li Muran replied with a reason that Shen He couldn’t refute: “By the time you return in a week, your clothes will be mouldy.”

Shen He: “…”

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Right, Changsha’s weather was very humid; if the clothes were piled up, they might really become moldy in a week.

Scratching his head, Shen He replied embarrassedly: “Thank you, brother Ran O(∩_∩)O~”

Li Muran: “…”

Shen He really was thick-skinned. After washing his clothes, this guy called him brother. If he did something else for him, was Shen He going to call him father?

Li Muran stared at this corny ‘Brother Ran’ nickname for a while, but in the end, couldn’t help chuckling. “You’re welcome. Go to bed early and rest, good night.”

Shen He sent a goodnight emoticon, dried his hair and fell asleep in bed.

In his dream, Li Muran had become his nanny, waiting for him in an apron, while Shen He himself sat in the middle of the sofa like an emperor, directing Li Muran to “go and sweep the floor and wash the clothes.”

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Li Muran nodded obediently, and got to work.

Shen He continued to order him around. “Go to the supermarket to buy me toothpaste.”

Turning around, Li Muran bought a big box over, burying Shen He under the many tubes of toothpaste.

Shen He was awakened by the strange dream. Somehow, he felt that Li Muran, who obediently did housework, was quite cute. In the dream, he became the master and Li Muran was the nanny … Why did he have such a strange dream? Was it because Li Muran mentioned he helped wash his clothes? It was said one’s thoughts all day were what they would dream about all night, so, was he in fact looking forward to having Li Muran wash all his clothes in the future?

Scratching his head in confusion, Shen He went back to sleep.

At the same time, Li Muran was also dreaming about Shen He. He dreamt that Shen He was naked, with only a cute towel wrapped around his important parts, a pair of long white dazzling legs, and a long thing on his butt… a monkey tail.

Waking up in the middle of the night, Li Muran sat on the bed, feeling a little confused.

Li Muran remembered that on the first night after Shen He moved into the dormitory, he ran around the room while bare-legged, looking for water to drink. The scene was so impressive that it had actually appeared in his dream. However, why the hell did Shen He have a tail in his dream? The more he thought about it… the Shen He with a tail was actually quite cute. There were clothes with tails on the Internet, perhaps he could buy one for Shen He to wear in the future.

Wait a minute, what was he thinking? Why buy clothes with tails for Shen He?!

Li Muran rubbed his temples, feeling an incoming headache. His dreams were really getting weirder and weirder. Why was he always dreaming of the little monkey?