A virtual princess? She's a real princess!

After playing all night, I was a bit tired during class, especially in math class.

"What's wrong, Xiaoxiao? You seem a little unwell. Why don't you go home and rest?" He skillfully pulled the girl's water cup from under the table, opened the lid, and it was warm, emitting wisps of steam.

"Take a sip to moisten yourself," Bian Xiao said listlessly, taking a sip from Xiao Shuyan's hand before casually holding the cup lid and slumping onto the table.

Xiao Shuyan leaned closer, somewhat worried.

During class, I saw the girl in front of me nodding her head, and her back view revealed her sleepiness.

"It's nothing, Ayan. I just went to bed a little late last night."

“You won’t be able to concentrate at school if you’re not in the mood. Just go home, rest, and have your teacher catch up,” Xiao Shuyan coaxed softly, bending down slightly as he began tidying up her desk.

"That seems to make sense."

Bian Xiao was immediately convinced.

I'm just so sleepy, and my head is spinning.

To be honest, I didn't just go to bed a little late last night; I went to bed five hours late! I didn't put down my phone until 6 a.m.

My head is buzzing, my limbs are sore and weak, and I just want to lie in bed and paralyze.

"Let's go find Teacher Zhou."

Bian Xiao walked ahead, his green schoolbag hanging on Xiao Shuyan's arm, and the two walked out of the classroom one after the other.

Xu Ying naturally saw it too, but said nothing and just lowered her head to continue writing.

He had already fallen asleep on the way home, and when he got home, his steps were unsteady, and he drifted to Tina like a ghost.

"Della! How could you stay up so late! You can't stay up this late again next time, okay?" Tina quickly helped Bian Xiao up by the arm.

The maid behind her took the schoolbag from Xiao Shuyan's hands. Tina nodded gratefully to Xiao Shuyan, "Thank you very much, Mr. Xiao. We'll take Miss inside to rest now."

"She can't sleep forever; she still needs to eat lunch. Make her some soup," Xiao Shuyan carefully instructed. "We can't let her sleep all the time."

Bian Xiao was pampered from childhood to adulthood. She was such a cute and charming child that no one could bear to refuse her, which led to the whole family spoiling her.

"Yes, Mr. Xiao," he quickly helped the young lady through the door.

"No need to see me off, you can go back now," Xiao Shuyan glanced back, waved, and got into his family's car to return to school.

Bian Xiao, holding Tina's arm, casually nodded, brushing off Tina's incessant lecturing, "Mmm, mmm, I know, I know."

Tina could only helplessly hug her young mistress.

"Sleepy~" Sleepy murmured, his eyes already closed. His legs were twisted like pretzel twisted for two days.

"Okay, okay, we'll be in the bedroom soon."

Lying on the soft bed, covered by Tina with a blanket and the curtains drawn, he felt as if he were on a cloud and fell into a deep sleep.

I was thinking before I went to sleep that blue whales are definitely addictive!

......

Not daring to let him sleep too long, otherwise he wouldn't be able to sleep at night, Tina hardened her heart and half-shouted and half-coaxed Bian Xiao out of bed to eat lunch.

The girl whimpered, wanting to stay in bed, "Sleepy~"

"It's time for lunch, Della. Sweetie, wake up!"

"Hmm, not hungry~"

Her head was covered by the blanket, and her thick, black, curly hair was spread out on the blanket.

But in the end, Tina still dragged me out of bed.

The fragrant and delicious chicken soup, served in a covered bowl adorned with gilded flowers, warmed him as he sipped it with a contented sigh. Shrimp and scrambled eggs, steamed sea bass, broccoli—he hadn't felt hungry before, but suddenly he was!

A good night's sleep was really refreshing, and after a good meal, I felt much better and more energetic than I did in the morning.

"The teacher will come to class at three o'clock in the afternoon," Tina said, having arranged everything.

"Okay, then I'll go for a walk."

......

—Duan Jingli: We're filming in Huashi, which is quite close to Shanghai. Xiaoxiao, would you like to come visit the set?

—Bian Xiao: ! Okay, okay!

—Bian Xiao: Brother Li, is that the period drama you acted in?

—Duan Jingli: Yes

—Bian Xiao: Ahhh, Brother Li, you're finally back from the border region! I said I wanted to go last time, but you guys went so far!

—Duan Jingli: This time it's closer, at Huashi Film and Television City. But shooting on location will look better and more realistic than using green screens.

—Bian Xiao: How exactly are TV dramas filmed? I'm curious.JPG

—Duan Jingli: How about we do an on-site inspection next weekend? I'll book a hotel for you, how about the Caston Hotel in Washington?

—Bian Xiao: Okay, Brother Li! No problem!

I'm so excited! It's my first time getting so close to a film crew.

Bian Xiao was rummaging through his lockers in the dressing room, picking out clothes for his visit to the set. Ye Jun had just gotten off the high-speed train, carrying a small suitcase, and was standing at the train exit, looking around for his name tag.

The boy was wearing a baseball cap—to cover his hairstyle.

They even wore masks—socially anxious people can cover themselves up as thoroughly as possible.

I saw it; she strode forward and stood in front of the man holding the sign.

"Hello."

Wen Anli raised his head, revealing only the boy's eyes, with long eyelashes and bright black pupils.

"Is that Ye Jun?"

Nodding, unsure of what to say, I clutched my suitcase.

Wen Anli smiled broadly, ignoring Ye Jun's quiet refusal of "no need," and directly took the suitcase. "Is this Ye Jun's first time in Shanghai?"

"Mmm," she nodded again.

They're probably all the same; no matter how brief the other person's answer is, they can always start a new topic and keep talking, never letting the conversation go cold.

BOT Club has its own club base in Shanghai. After the long drive to the entrance, Ye Jun felt completely drained by Wen Anli.

Why is it that even though they are all human beings...

Wen Anli can speak so many words.

TOB's club has its own building. Standing downstairs and looking up, the bright sunlight reflects off the clean glass windows, and the three BOT signs on them are dazzling.

"Come in," Wen Anli greeted Ye Jun.

"This is Coach Liu," Wen Anli said as he safely escorted the person back to his workstation.

"Sit down," Liu Liyuan said with a gentle smile, noticing Ye Jun's slight awkwardness. The wrinkles around his eyes gave the man a calm and magnanimous air.

Looking at Ye Jun, who was as well-behaved as a primary school student, Liu Liyuan softened his tone, after all, he was a promising talent he had seen.

TOB's jungler Sky is retiring, and they can't find a good jungler. Ye Jun, relying on Bian Xiao's superpower, is accidentally seen by Liu Liyuan.

Knowing that Ye Jun had only been playing King of Glory for two weeks before the live stream and yet still possessed such skill and awareness, they quickly recruited him into their own group.

"Playing professionally is different from playing games," Coach Liu said. After chatting for a while to ease the boy's nervousness about arriving in a strange place, Coach Liu became serious when it came to business.

Many people play games for 12 hours a day as a hobby without any problem, but a profession is not just about playing. It's different from playing for 10 hours a day when you're interested in something and not playing when you're not.

When gaming becomes work, every action and every operation requires review and practice, and many people fail because of this tedious training.

"I understand," Ye Jun nodded.

"Okay, I'll take you to your spot in the training room. The schedule is posted on the wall. The youth training team is having a meeting tonight. You can go back and rest and pack up after you've checked your spot. The meeting starts at 8:30 pm in this conference room."

Ye Jun felt like he was just a nodding machine, but he still carefully remembered every word Coach Liu said.

"By the way, training will begin after the meeting. You all need to hand in your phones, so you kids don't sneak around playing on them and stay up late."

They're going to confiscate your phone!

He wanted to chat with Xiao Shi for a bit. After visiting the building today, Ye Jun felt his blood boiling.

He not only got into the youth training program, but he also wants to go to the battlefield!

Upstairs is where the official team members train. He clenched his fist secretly, thinking that one day he would sit there.

—Ye Jun: I've arrived! (Image included)

He hasn't come back yet; he's probably busy.

I check my phone every now and then, waiting for a reply.

"Ding Dong"

Thinking it was an hour, I quickly opened Fetion.

—Brother Hu: "Ye Jun, you really went to play professionally!"

—Ye Jun: "Yes, I'd like to give it a try."

Wow, this kid's amazing! I never expected him to be so good at King of Glory when I asked him to play it.

—Brother Hu: "Now I can brag to my buddies that I have a younger brother who plays professionally, hahaha!"

Brother Hu was as generous as ever. We chatted for a while, and then his phone went silent.

After finishing my meal, just before the meeting was about to start, he finally replied to my message. I immediately checked my phone and answered instantly.

—Hour: A club? Wow, it's huge!

—Ye Jun: Yes, formal training will begin tonight.

——Xiao Shi: You have to practice every day, right? When are you on vacation? I'll take you around Shanghai!

Want to go

But looking at the boy's hairstyle reflected in the glass next to him, the sides were shaved short, making him look like a delinquent.

I wanted to see her in my best possible light.

And they really won't be taking a holiday for the time being.

—Ye Jun: It might be a month from now. We'll have to hand in our phones. Heartbroken.JPG

——Xiao Shi: Ugh, I can't even play on my phone!

That's too strict!

——Xiao Shi: Hugs, what kind of training do you guys do?

—Ye Jun: According to the schedule, expand the hero pool, etc.

—Hour: Sounds like a class

——Xiao Shi: You look so tired!

—Ye Jun: But I will try my best, I want to fight alongside Joker!

——Xiao Shi: Who is that?

I don't pay much attention to my career

—Ye Jun: Captain of the BOTs, the strongest marksman

——Xiao Shi: That sounds impressive, but I think you're the most impressive.

My lips curled into a smile instantly, and my heart felt like a tropical swamp, sticky and soft.

—Ye Jun: I will do my best!

He wanted to continue chatting, but someone was already calling him. So he had to say goodbye to Xiaoshi.

—Ye Jun: Xiao Shi, I have to go to the meeting now.

——Hour: Go, go!

Time flies when you're having a good chat. I reluctantly turned off my phone.

As he entered the meeting room, there were more than a dozen boys sitting inside. Everyone instinctively looked at him when he went in.

Ye Jun suddenly froze, lowered his eyelids, found a stool to sit down, and placed his hands on his knees.

"Is everyone here? I'm the youth training coach, and my surname is Yu."

"Hello Coach Yu~" came the hesitant greeting.

"I'll be in charge of explaining the specific content and arrangements of our youth training program."

A large group of boys came to the youth training program, excited to pursue their e-sports dreams, and the meeting room was bustling with noise.

Ye Jun frowned.

very noisy.

As expected, Coach Yu got angry. After restoring order to the meeting room, he began assigning tasks.

Basically, we practice each hero individually in the morning, then practice in teams in the afternoon, review the games afterward, and continue playing. In the evening, the coach assigns tasks, and after completing the tasks, we wash up and go to bed.

After the meeting ended, a group of teenagers chattered excitedly as they prepared to return to their dormitories.

"Look! It's the Joker!"

Joker, the clown, is the captain of the BOT team. He is a top-notch marksman with a meticulous mindset, almost flawless positioning, and a slippery style that makes him a headache for opponents.

Just a glimpse of his back is enough to make his fans cheer.

He wanted to be that kind of person too, back when he was little...