DSF Chapter 107

Sun Tianjiao had a stern expression as he thrust his phone in front of Yan Yibing.

Yan Yibing glanced at him with confusion. “Stocks plummeted?”

Sun Tianjiao’s face changed drastically, visibly irritated. “What grudge, what resentment! Even if my stocks are down, I can’t be down!”

Yan Yibing asked, “Then why are you glaring at me?”

Sun Tianjiao stood his ground. “To catch you in the act!”

Yan Yibing was bewildered. “…Did we start dating?”

Sun Tianjiao adopted the look of a wronged wife. “Spill it! Have you been seduced by that little devil Han Mo? Do you want to join Prince with him?”

“No.” Yan Yibing replied sincerely.

Although he had been seduced by Han Mo, he had no intention of joining Prince, so his denial was valid.

Sun Tianjiao deftly pulled up a recording on his phone and played it by Yan Yibing’s ear. “Listen carefully.”

The voice came through the phone, accompanied by a noisy and chaotic background–

“Han Mo’s sniper skills have improved. He used to struggle with it, but now he’s really good. You can tell he’s been training hard.”

“Captain Han is doing well. Taking down Kyle, who has a KD ratio of over 2, is impressive.”

“He’s improving steadily. Thinking back, it’s actually a good thing he left Zero. In terms of personal development, being a captain is good for him.”

“Wow, they’ve actually climbed to third place in points.”

…

Sun Tianjiao gave him a sideways glance. “Did you join the Han Mo’s fan club?”

Yan Yibing: “…”

Sun Tianjiao quickly edited the recording, removing irrelevant parts and stacking all the commentary related to Han Mo together, making it sound somewhat exaggerated.

Yan Yibing hadn’t realized he had praised Han Mo so many times.

Sun Tianjiao said, “What’s going on? When he was in the youth training camp, you used to curse him eight hundred times a day.”

Yan Yibing cleared his throat and said seriously, “We hold our own people to strict standards, and we must take our opponents seriously. When he was in Zero, I cursed him because I wanted him to do better. Now that he’s the captain of Prince, if I were to curse him again, it would be arrogant of us.”

Sun Tianjiao was left speechless.

The logic seemed flawless at first glance, but the more he thought about it, the more suspicious it seemed.

But on second thought, as long as Yan Yibing didn’t run away, there wasn’t really anything major to worry about.

With the group stage officially concluded, all four teams from China successfully advanced to the semifinals.

PYP, inexplicably making it into the elimination round, also managed to secure a spot in the semifinals.

The semifinals were also divided into group matches, but this time into three groups. Each group would face off against the others, and the teams would be ranked by total points. The bottom eight teams would be eliminated.

The competition pressure this time was even greater.

Zero was placed in Group B and had to play a full twelve matches over two consecutive days.

Yan Yibing could only smile bitterly upon hearing this grouping result.

Perhaps his luck was just really bad this time, as if this world championship was specifically designed to challenge him.

But PYP was truly resilient. Once again, they were grouped with Zero, featuring veteran players and facing the same grueling twelve-match schedule.

Fu Haifeng, seeing the intensity of this competition, felt a bit worried.

During the tactical meeting, he hesitated, “I can manage on the first day, but I’m worried about my condition on the second day. How about letting Xinghuo substitute for me?”

Several pairs of eyes turned to An Xinghuo.

An Xinghuo quickly waved his hand, “No, no, no, Brother, you’ll definitely do well.”

Although he came to New York as a substitute, he was prepared to play a minor role. Unlike Xin Chen’s position in Prince, he didn’t dare to compete against these veterans from Zero.

Even Xin Chen, because of his poor performance in the group stage, was now being criticized so harshly on the forums that it was as if he had fallen from grace.

But so what?

Even if they reached Yan Yibing’s level and won so many prestigious awards, this time…

Yan Yibing took a deep breath, his expression serious. “We’ll see how it goes. Xinghuo, be prepared.”

An Xinghuo nodded as soon as Yan Yibing spoke.

He had learned a lot recently and become more humble. He respected Yan Yibing even more.

After the meeting, Sun Tianjiao secretly pulled Yan Yibing aside, looking concerned, and whispered, “Zuzong, twelve consecutive matches, are you okay?”

Yan Yibing chuckled softly, “If there’s something to be done, I’ll do it.”

Sun Tianjiao sighed softly.

Yes.

Even if there’s something to be done, it must be done, and even if tired, one must persevere.

Because ICE is the backbone of the entire team. As long as he’s here, the team’s spirit and confidence remain.

Otherwise, once the players began to doubt themselves, it could lead to a situation like Xin Chen’s, where not only could they not perform at their best, but they could also drag down the entire team.

Yan Yibing patted Sun Tianjiao’s shoulder, “There’s no use worrying now, and when I come back, I’ll get a good massage to relax. I’ll take a short break and go out for a while.”

Sun Tianjiao glanced at the temperature. “It’s so hot today. Where are you going?”

Yan Yibing replied, “I’ve been staying near Central Park, so I’ll just take a stroll.” Sun Tianjiao asked, “Shall I accompany you?”

Yan Yibing: “No need.”

Sun Tianjiao didn’t really want to accompany him, it was just something he said in passing. However, being abruptly rejected still made him feel a bit sad.

Just as he was about to complain that Yan Yibing was becoming increasingly distant from him, his phone suddenly vibrated, receiving a WeChat message.

He glanced down and saw it was from Bian Shu.

Sun Tianjiao didn’t have time to complain to Yan Yibing, so he replied to the message.

Bian Shu: “In New York?”

Sun Tianjiao: “Boss, you really don’t care about our endorsement, huh? It’s the World Championship, and we’re representing your logo!”

Bian Shu sent a laughing emoji and continued, “Could you do me a favor?”

Sun Tianjiao: “Why are you so polite? You’re the dad, just tell me what you need!”

Bian Shu: “…I don’t want to be called ‘dad.’ I ordered a tailored suit there, could you bring it back to the country for me?”

Sun Tianjiao: “A high-end custom suit?”

Bian Shu: “Yes.”

Sun Tianjiao: “That must be expensive. What if it gets damaged? I can’t afford to compensate…”

Sun Tianjiao was always very cautious about anything involving the risk of losing money.

He really loved money.

He loved money more than anything else in the world.

Bian Shu sent a smiling emoji.

Bian Shu: “Then pay for it with yourself.”

Sun Tianjiao: “Huh?”

Bian Shu: “Just kidding, you don’t need to compensate. Just bring it back.”

Sun Tianjiao: “Hahaha, okay, okay!”

Yan Yibing greeted Sun Tianjiao and put on a light and cool white coat, wearing a duckbill cap, and met up with Han Mo.

Han Mo didn’t take a taxi, he came directly by subway, which only took about ten minutes.

As he exited the subway station, he saw Yan Yibing lazily sitting on the edge of a flower bed, one foot resting on a marble brick, absentmindedly tapping the ground. His pants were pulled up a bit, revealing his beautiful and round ankle.

Bathed in sunlight, the brim of his cap only covered his eyes and nose, while the lower half of his face appeared exceptionally fair and delicate under the sunlight.

Han Mo walked up to him and snapped his fingers.

Yan Yibing tore his gaze away from his phone, tilted his head back, and looked at Han Mo.

He sniffed and swallowed hard. “What smells so good?”

Yan Yibing looked at the small package in Han Mo’s hand, emitting a sweet and rich cheesecake aroma.

Han Mo: “Doughnut, want a bite?”

He held up the small paper bag, squeezing the doughnut out and offering it to Yan Yibing’s lips.

Yan Yibing didn’t bother to reach out, he just leaned in, parted his lips, revealing his white teeth, and took a quick bite.

The round doughnut bore a shallow tooth mark.

Yan Yibing liked sweet things, so he chewed on it in his mouth and said, “Delicious.”

Han Mo: “Hmm, take your time.”

He stood there, lowering his head, feeding Yan Yibing sitting on the flower bed little by little, as if feeding a pet at home.

Yan Yibing finished the entire doughnut, and when he saw Han Mo reaching for another one, he quickly shook his head. “No more, I’m full.”

Han Mo lightly hummed in acknowledgment and naturally bent down, kissing Yan Yibing’s lips.

Yan Yibing suddenly blushed, his almond-shaped eyes wide open, nervously scanning his surroundings.

But one good thing about foreign countries is that nobody cares about public displays of affection; kissing is a natural thing for them, whether between two men or two women.

Yan Yibing tilted his head back, letting Han Mo take advantage for a moment, feeling his lips numb and his breath short.

Indeed, there were no free doughnuts in the world.

Yan Yibing: “Do you want to go to the Metropolitan Museum? It’s right in front.”

Han Mo shook his head. “It’s just stuff stolen from around the world.”

Yan Yibing: “True.”

In fact, he didn’t feel like going. That place couldn’t be fully explored in four days, and he found it tiresome.

Since this was a date, they tacitly avoided mentioning the competition.

Moreover, the two teams were about to become opponents, so secrecy was crucial in terms of tactics.

Yan Yibing found a secluded and less crowded lawn and casually sat down. His gaze fell on a squirrel not far away.

The gray squirrel ignored him, stretched out its little paw, and focused on digging a hole for a while. Finding no nuts buried by its companions for the winter, it ran away disappointedly.

Han Mo squatted beside Yan Yibing, reaching out to touch the grass, “Don’t mind getting dirty?”

Yan Yibing patted the grass beside him, “It’s fine. Foreigners like to do everything on the lawn. Parks and squares are often filled with people sitting on the grass. I used to travel abroad with my parents, so I’m quite used to it.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the squirrel that had run away came back.

The squirrel had picked up a small box from somewhere, and the box made a clinking sound as it moved.

Holding the box, it cautiously looked around, making sure no other squirrels were watching, then squatted on the ground and used its sharp claws to open the plastic box.

After opening it, what was revealed inside was not food, but another flat plastic object.

The squirrel was very disappointed and casually tossed it aside before running off again.

Yan Yibing stared at the condom, lost in thought.

It appeared so abruptly and conspicuously at the most inappropriate moment.

Han Mo raised an eyebrow, nodded with a smile, “Foreign customs are a bit more open-minded, but if Master is used to it, I can try it as well.”

Yan Yibing’s ears turned red, “I’m not used to it, you’re overthinking it!”

Han Mo chuckled softly, teasing, “What am I overthinking?”

Yan Yibing: “…”

Ah.

Forget it!

All of this!

Rather than letting him off, Han Mo leaned in closer, one hand gripping his knee, and leaned in to ask, “Describe in detail, exactly what do you think I’m thinking?”

Yan Yibing almost bit his tongue, lowering his voice, “You little beast!”

“Tsk.” Han Mo was already unfazed by this nickname. He deliberately teased Yan Yibing, sliding his finger along the inside of his knee, while asking, “Master, can I think of that thing you think I’m thinking of?”

Yan Yibing: “No! No!”

Han Mo laughed, “Why not?”

Yan Yibing: “You’re still young!”

A group of mountain bikers approached in the distance, so Han Mo had to release Yan Yibing’s knee. He raised his hand and adjusted Yan Yibing’s cap brim, “I’m not young. Master, don’t you know how ‘profound’ I am?”

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Author’s Message:

Han Mo: I call the shots, I can think of it.

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