PUBG Online Romance of the Century

Edited by xiin and Noks

There were many strange things about this Weibo post, and the strangest of all was the poster—Zhou Mi Entertainment.

At first sight, anyone could tell that it wasn't the name of an e-sports club, but rather seemed to be something more of a brokerage company.

Sure enough, a lot of doubts soon popped up in the trending comments below the post.

[What's an entertainment company like you doing here…]

This post had just been released, and the comments below it were few and far between. This particular netizen had just thought that it was a fake melon and so commented randomly.

What they hadn't expected was to receive a reply within a few seconds.

[Zhou Mi Entertainment: Our company has changed its name.]

This reply was casual and perfunctory. The stream followers didn't really care and continued to treat it as a joke.

[Changing a name means you've even changed the nature of your company? Then your company is pretty casual ah?]

[Lololololol, don't know where this little tier 18 company came from. I've never heard of it.]

[I went to check. This company only has four artists, and all of them are nobodies in the entertainment circle. Only one of them has actually been in a show… Is the entertainment company really sure they're not kidding? Let me give you guys a suggestion ba—If you want to deliberately provoke someone, go provoke someone big ah, you'll definitely get onto the trending topics search list that way.]

[The name of this anchor is familiar, did he get pretty popular in the livestream circle recently ah?]

Who would have known that that very afternoon, Zhou Mi Entertainment's official Weibo would suddenly upload a video.

It was a video of a boy playing a game. The boy was wearing a red long-sleeve shirt with a round collar and had a clean haircut. Since he was young, his facial features weren't fully developed, but at a glance, he still looked clean and handsome.

In the video, the person next to him said something indistinct, and then the boy laughed and said, "En… didn't train too long."

"You didn't sleep again last night ba?"

"Slept a little on the sofa."

"Well, young people are tigers." The man stood up and patted the boy on the shoulder. "Practice well, our team is counting on you, ha ha. However, you should still take care to take a break, and go to sleep after finishing this match."

"Okay," the boy replied, but obviously didn't take him seriously as he said, "Thank you, 6 Ge."

At this point, the video ended abruptly.

With just these 20 short seconds, the response the video garnered was much greater than that of the announcement in the morning.

Weibo really flared up by dinnertime, which was also the peak time when viewers flowed into livestreams.

At that time, Yu Yan was playing in the final circle. There were only two players left in his team, while the other team still had a full roster, thus the atmosphere was tense.

Yu Yan heard the sound of crawling and immediately said, "There's someone in my face."

His teammate replied, "Coming, give me the coordinates."

Yu Yan said, "Approximately…"

The barrage popped up at this time, with everyone messaging the same thing. It was as though they had all arranged to do so beforehand.

[Xiao Yan, don't play games right now, quickly go look at Weibo!]

[There's a company saying that they were your former employer and that you're in breach of contract and now wants to sue you…]

[I saw it too! It's called Zhou Mi Entertainment or something right? It must be fake. Xiao Yan has never played professionally ba???]

Yu Yan’s words to his teammate were also interrupted by this sudden appearance of the barrage.

"Bro, I don't see them ah, are they near you? Bro?" His teammate said frantically, "Give me some coordinates bro."

Yu Yan snapped out of it, and upon seeing the enemy slowly crawling towards him, quickly opened his scope and shot at the grass.

The kill prompt popped up, and his tone was normal as he said, “No need to come, I killed him.”

More messages appeared, and the barrage grew fiercer. The stream followers were all discussing this issue fiercely, and you could see how much trouble the Weibo post had already caused.

[Someone stirring up shit again?]

[You say it's someone stirring shit up, but the anchor should still give a definitive answer ah. What does silence mean?]

"Don't argue, everyone." Yu Yan said, "This match is over, so I'm going to stop and eat. I haven't looked at Weibo yet today, and I don't really know what's going on."

Yu Yan picked up his cellphone and looked at it. Only then did he find that it had already been stuffed full of messages, and all of them had been sent by friends who were inquiring about the situation. Even Tuantuan and Lulu had sent messages.

Among them, Lu Xiuhe was the one who said the most, and his messages filled up the whole screen.

Yu Yan replied that he was okay before going to Weibo.

At this time, Zhou Mi's official Weibo had updated with a third video.

Yu Yan didn't rush in. Instead, he looked at the thumbnail of each of the videos that had been posted, and for a while, all the past events that he had thought had already passed seemed to spring back up in a flash. These memories were also colored with the passion and expectation that he had first felt when he had decided to make esports his career—and all this made his brain ache.

He licked his lips, raised his hand to turn off the microphone for the livestream, and opened the video.

The first two videos were both about the daily training, and it seemed that they had been shot by the life assistant at that time. At that time, they had said that after they won the championship, they could use these short videos to make a very meaningful documentary.

The stream followers wouldn't have gotten so excited if it was only about these two videos.

The last one was a video of Yu Yan playing in a competition.

That competition had been held in Lu Xiuhe's family's Internet cafe. At that time, they had just opened the Internet cafe, and in order to promote it, Father Lu had smashed money in order to organize many activities. That competition had been one of them.

Yu Yan remembered that competition because it was the only one where he had successfully won the prize— Father Lu had given him the prize money directly at that time and had asked him to share it with the rest of the players, after which the management hadn't had the nerve to ask for the players to give them the money.

A full 500—it had been enough to improve the quality of food he consumed for that month.

He scrolled down and saw that there were thousands of comments.

[Although it's fuzzy, and he looks a little different, I think it's really yanxyan himself.]

[Even if it is, so what, doesn't that just mean that Xiao Yan really has skills, and so can slap all those antis' faces?]

[There are so many brain-damaged fans here. Do you know how serious a breach of contract is? It also shows that the anchor has no contractual spirit.]

[A junior high school graduate, how much contractual spirit do you expect him to have hahahaha.]

Yu Yan remained very calm when he read these comments.

After all, compared to the past, these mocking words counted as nothing.

He was livestreaming, and it wasn't convenient for him to do anything about this issue right now. He used his cellphone to search for Zhou Mi Entertainment, and he indeed saw a familiar name in the list of the company's management team members.

He opened a private chat page through this company's official Weibo, and it was completely empty and had no messages. The other side hadn't even tried to contact him privately, and had instead directly posted these three videos to Weibo. It could be seen that they had been driven to do this by those stream followers who had doubted their claims.

He even suspected that if his stream followers had continued to ridicule them, then this official Weibo account would straightforwardly even release the contents of their original contract.

Instead of responding while in a hurry, he put down his cellphone and turned on his microphone.

"I'm sorry you guys have waited a long time," he said, "Let's keep going ba. I won't draw any followers tonight. I'll play solo for a bit, my points have fallen too much recently."

[Xiao Yan, you're not going to eat??]

[He means to just play dead again bei. Do you know how serious a breach of contract is? This is the first time I've seen a professional player break his contract, but the last anchor who broke his contract had a claim filed against him for 30 million. Well good luck ba lolololol.]

[I personally think that if Xiao Yan really broke his contract, then there must be a reason. Before livestreaming, he had been working as an accompanying player the whole time. Which professional player would throw their career away and run to become an accompanying player ah? Of course, breaking the contract is also wrong. I'll wait and see.]

Yu Yan opened the game, entered Manners Plaza, and quietly looked at the barrage assistant located in the upper left corner of the screen, not saying a word the entire time.

Just as everyone was thinking that he wasn't going to explain, his character boarded the plane, and his voice rang out—

"I really did play professionally once."

With just that one sentence, the barrage was pulled to the peak in an instant, and many stream followers who had come to join in on the excitement also followed up with lines consisting of exclamation marks and big question marks.

Yu Yan pursed his lips, endured the psychological discomfort, and then said, "But I'm not guilty of breaching any contract."

——

After ending the livestream, Yu Yan opened a drawer in the computer table and took out a small black book.

It was his account book, and it hadn't been used for a long time, because he hadn't spent a lot recently, the only exception being the mainframe.

He opened his streaming account and copied all his earnings into the black book. He was about to check his debit card account when suddenly, his cellphone rang.

Yi Chen was video-calling him.

Yu Yan sat up straight and closed the book in front of him before picking up the call.

Yi Chen was sitting in his office chair, and after he tossed the last document aside, he put his cellphone in front of him.

This week, in terms of flights alone, he had already made five trips, due to one meeting after another, and had had many documents to approve. He had been so busy that even 24 hours in a day hadn't seemed enough.

But even if it wasn't enough, he wouldn't miss their video-call every night.

The video-call rang for a long time before he heard a click, and then they were connected.

Yu Yan sat cross legged on the bed. After catching sight of the man on his cellphone, he relaxed slightly.

He managed a smile as he asked, "Finished working?"

"En." Yi Chen looked at him for a moment before he also asked, "What's the matter?"

Yu Yan was given a start and shook his head quickly in reply, "Nothing ah…"

"Your smile is very unsightly."

"……" He was too straightforward.

And too observant ba.

Yu Yan said, "It's just that something happened during the livestream."

"Is it serious?" Yi Chen asked.

"It's not serious, just a small thing." Yu Yan could no longer force himself to smile. He said seriously, "I can handle it myself."

He wasn't trying to be brave here. Just now, he had been totalling the amount of money in his accounts in order to calculate how much savings he had. and planning to use this money to hire a lawyer.

Yu Minyang seemed to be most adept at divorce cases, but there were several other lawyers in his law firm, so maybe he could get a discount. Yu Yan put together all the money he had earned from gifts, his contractual livestream salary, and the bonus he had obtained from the Kills King of the Year award, and thought it would be more than enough for a lawsuit.

"En, I believe you." Yi Chen leaned back, propped up his legs, and relaxed. "But I still want to know, what happened?"

The young man at the other end frowned, and it looked as if he was thinking about whether to say it or not.

Seeing this, Yi Chen's eyebrow lightly ticked up a bit. "I just want to shoulder some burdens for my boyfriend."

The word "boyfriend" was really an invincible and ultimate weapon.

Yu Yan thought that he would even give Yi Chen the password for his debit card without any reservations at this moment if he asked for it.

He bit his lips and said, "It's just… I used to play professionally."

Yu Yan shortened the story to a very simple one: he had joined the team with a dream, played for the team for nearly a year, had even won several championships, but the salary for one year had added up to less than 2000 yuan. Recently, the company had appeared again and was accusing him of breach of contract.

On the surface, Yi Chen seemed to be listening to the whole story calmly. He looked the same as he did usually, but only if you ignored the deep anger in his eyes.

"You don't need a lawyer." After a long pause, Yi Chen continued, "You're an anchor of StarTV. The platform will help you solve this problem."

Yu Yan hurriedly said, "But I didn't breach the contract. I don't need to pay any fees for breaching it at all…"

Yi Chen let out an unclear laugh and asked in a cool voice, "Who said we would give them any breach of contract fees?"

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Juurensha: Ohhhhh, Zhou Mi Entertainment, you guys fucked uppppppp. You pissed off Boss Yi even more than he was originally pissed off at you guys!

Also Xai drew a beautiful maid Yanyan:

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