The Whole World Thinks I'm a Woman Disguised as a Man

"This matter must not let Exist know."

"The finals will be coming soon. Although he said that he would not care about these things, these rumors will definitely affect his mood. Therefore, during this period of time, I hope that you can play a lot without missing training. Help look after Exist, don't let him see these things on the Internet."

"I can't take care of this matter at any time. You are the one I trust the most in the team. So I can only rest assured if I leave it to you who is careful."

Zhou Wangqing stared in disbelief at Xie Zhinian, who was almost crying in front of him, in a daze, he felt as if he was carrying the hope of the whole team...

……

LGW made it all the way to the finals and became one of the most popular championship candidates among teams from all over the world. This may be the result that many people expected.

But with their victorious answers one after another, the domestic discourse about them has become more and more polarized.

Where there are opposing voices, there are also voices willing to stand up and support.

Everyone moved forward steadily amidst the mixed opinions, and reached the finals all the way to live up to everyone's expectations, until they met with the TXT team in the finals.

Zhou Wangqing walked out of Xie Zhinian's office. He thought carefully about Xie Zhinian's words all the way, and felt that what Xie Zhinian said was very reasonable.

Now is not the time for them to fight against foreign enemies. The important thing is to play well and not to influence Xue Lan because of outside rumors.

Thinking of this, Zhou Wangqing regained his strength.

On the eve of the finals, the team is still training in an orderly manner.

When Zhou Wangqing returned to the practice room, he saw the other four were watching the video of the last game of the TXT team.

"The overall strength of the TXT team is indeed very strong." Lu You's pertinent analysis said: "And the biggest advantage of their team, in addition to the captain Cheetah in the sniper position, the recovery ability of the medical soldier Ahimsa is also a very important factor."

"Then what's the matter?" Zhou Wangqing walked up to them unconvinced: "Isn't LGW's medic wifi strong?"

After thinking seriously, Lu You replied: "Give me 1 minutes for 1v3, and I am confident that I can take him away in one go."

"Isn't that enough?"

"But the supplies for the team competition, in some respects, I may indeed be inferior to him."

"Where is it inferior to him?" Zhou Wangqing disliked him the most when he was so serious and overwhelmed others' ambitions to destroy his own prestige: "If you are a man, you can't say that you are not good!"

Lu You raised his head and gave him a cold look: "I can't do a back attack."

"?"

"Okay." Xue Lan hurriedly grabbed Zhou Wangqing who rolled up his sleeves: "Now that everyone is here, let's get ready to start."

It just so happened that the game they watched ended, and they were doing a routine interview with the team after the game.

"After this game is over, you will also enter the championship game again. Your opponent in this championship game is the LGW team. Do you feel any pressure facing such a strong opponent?"

"Pressure?" Cheetah frowned unhappily, and his eyes were full of disdain: "It can only be said that the quality of the teams in the international competition is getting worse and worse. This kind of teams that are hyped by frivolous news is not worthy of being our opponent."

Xue Lan was about to close the interview, but Lu You held him down.

"But they beat another European team and South Korea, the favorites."

"It can only be said that they are negligent in practice. Prior to this, LGW has been swearing the ownership of "Dawn of Doom", but in fact only the weak will declare ownership in this way. "Dawn of Doom" may be made by them The country developed it, but it is Europe that really carried it forward. Competitive games themselves advocate the strong, and only the strong are worthy of deciding who belongs to them.”

Cheetah looked at the camera contemptuously: "So, there has never been a homeland. We will use our strength to prove that the World Championship of "Dawn of Doom" will stay in Europe forever."

……

Zhou Wangqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This video was recorded a few days ago. Fortunately, none of them mentioned today's report.

He quickly walked forward and closed the interface.

"What are you doing listening to their bragging?"

Lu You lowered his head and recorded in a serious manner: "Brother Nian said that the TXT team likes talking about it the most. If they have an exclusive interview and attack us, they want to record it. He created an e-sports video account, and then edited a ghost video. .”

"...Is he addicted to cutting videos?"

Zhou Wangqing choked speechlessly, and suddenly saw Xue Lan who had turned off the replay of the game and opened the search page...

Zhou Wangqing was so shocked that he rushed to Xue Lan's computer and shut down the search engine in front of him.

"...?" Xue Lan looked up blankly.

Zhou Wangqing slid back to his seat with high spirits, and urged several teammates: "Didn't you say you want to train? Let's start!!"

"..."

Xue Lan was feeling baffled, but Duan Wenzheng had already patted him on the shoulder: "Let's get started."

This training match was with the Phantom team, which also entered the international competition. However, the Phantom team met the TXT team during the quarter-finals of the international competition, and finally left with regret.

After Xue Lan heard that the room was built, she waited for everyone to start the practice match.

The relationship between the two teams has always been good, and they played a few practice matches together. During the free time, Su Yiyu also talked about their last international match.

"Tomorrow you will play against the TXT team. Although their style of work is not very flattering, their strength is indeed outstanding." Su Yiyu added after consideration: "Their style of play is very aggressive. Every time Captain Cheetah wins Ahimsa can provide sufficient supplies when flying."

"Ahimsa should have added all the attributes to the treatment, and his blood recovery, shield and boost have all reached the maximum effect." Wen Yan pondered: "We discovered this before, but Ahimsa is not a radical medical soldier , he always hides behind the team and gives support to his teammates at the extreme position."

"Yes." Meng Weiran said: "We also thought about killing the medical soldier first, but his position is always too far back and he is too well protected."

Xue Lan listened carefully to their description of the TXT team, secretly thinking about what tactics to use to overcome such a well-coordinated opponent.But as far as e-sports competitions are concerned, the most personal and effective experience is often only by actually playing against them.

Several people discussed the last match between Phantom and TXT. Su Yiyu noticed Xue Lan's silence and asked hesitantly, "Lan Lan, are you in a better mood?"

Xue Lan was thinking about tactics at first, when he was asked like this suddenly, he couldn't understand what Su Yiyu was referring to, and then he remembered those words on the Internet.

"It's okay, don't worry."

Su Yiyu recalled the report he saw before the practice match that was on the top of the list: "Today..."

Zhou Wangqing caught a trace of horror from his words, and hurriedly shouted out in fright: "Today!!"

His voice instantly made everyone focus on him.

"Today... everyone is tired, so let's go here first."

"..."

Lu You asked suspiciously, "Didn't you just say that you would fight another 10 games?"

"..." Zhou Wangqing just wanted to break Lu You's neck.

Xue Lan looked at Zhou Wangqing, and asked with concern: "Not feeling well? Why don't you take a rest first?"

"..." Zhou Wangqing was naturally not uncomfortable, but fortunately Su Yiyu forgot what he was going to ask just now after being interrupted by him, and everyone hurriedly ended the practice match.

Seeing that it was still early, Xue Lan dragged a few people into the final post-match replay of the previous games.

The team members have been working together for so long now, and they have already formed a tacit understanding. As long as Xue Lan finds the points that need to be improved, as long as he gives a little hint, everyone can see their own shortcomings and the direction of improvement.

He was mentioning a common style of play of the TXT team, and when he wanted to search the actual game, Zhou Wangqing, who was bored by the side, sat up with a jerk: "No!!"

"..." Xue Lan looked at him suspiciously: "Look at Brother Qing, what happened to you today?"

Zhou Wangqing hurriedly searched on his computer and pushed it in front of everyone.

Seeing that I, Xue Lan, was puzzled but still continued to discuss the style of play with a few people, Zhou Wangqing was relieved.

After finally surviving the end of the replay, and approaching the finals, the few people dispersed and went back to rest early.

Xue Lan shut down the computer, just took out her mobile phone and walked to the door of the practice room, when Zhou Wangqing stopped her in the face.

"...?"

Xue Lan felt that Zhou Wangqing was very strange all day long, but his hesitant appearance at this moment made Xue Lan even more puzzled.

"..." Zhou Wangqing held back for a long time before uttering a sentence: "My mobile phone is broken, can you lend me your mobile phone?"

Xue Lan put down her phone and asked patiently, "Look, Brother Qing, what's the matter with you today?"

"It's okay, I just... my phone is broken."

Xue Lan didn't answer, but just looked at him with a smile in his eyes.

This kind of gaze made Zhou Wangqing stand there awkwardly, and he even began to wonder if Xue Lan had noticed his own thoughts.

Just as Zhou Wangqing was standing there in embarrassment, Duan Wenzheng walked up to the two of them: "His phone was confiscated, and we don't want to lend it to him."

"Yes." Lu You, who was walking in front, echoed, "He can only ask you, right, Wind?"

Wen Yan responded casually.

Only then did Zhou Wangqing heave a sigh of relief.

He didn't expect the three of them to help him at all, and was thinking about whether to continue to be miserable and say something, when Xue Lan handed him the phone.

Zhou Wangqing seemed to be afraid of his repentance, took the phone and ran to the room quickly: "I have been on the phone for a long time, and I will pay you back tomorrow, tomorrow!"

Everyone dispersed, and Xue Lan returned to the room.

Before going to bed, he was bored and took out the record book summarizing each team, turned to the page about TXT and slowly flipped through it under the soft light of the desk lamp.

He looked up at the time a few times, flipping through it seriously, but it looked like he was waiting for someone.

Time passed by little by little, he seemed to feel that there was no one to wait for, and when he closed the notebook and was about to go to sleep, he suddenly heard a slight knock on the door.

Xue Lan stood up, walked quickly and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, someone from outside the room came in: "Captain, I have some pre-match psychological problems that need to be counseled."

Duan Wenzheng walked into the room consciously, and glanced at the notebook by the table and the two pillows that had been rearranged beside him: "If I had known you were waiting for me, I wouldn't have pretended."

Xue Lan couldn't hide the smile in his eyes. He watched Duan Wenzheng get into one side of the quilt consciously, and then lay down beside him.

"The boss still hasn't replied?" Duan Wenzheng explained: "The training just ended, I see you are looking at his chat window."

Duan Wenzheng's words made Xue Lan pause for a moment, remembering that he had mentioned to Duan Wenzheng that he had sent a message to Xue Yuanshan, and admitted that it was because he instructed Shen Rong to disclose the news to test BTR, which also caused Xue Yuanshan to be implicated in this matter.

At the beginning when Xue Lan released the news, she had already thought that the frankness was to elicit evidence that BTR had colluded with Lei Ting, so that Xue Yuanshan could completely escape from the turmoil of this incident... Although this incident led to the collusion between Lei Ting and the BTR team member, But later, Xie Zhinian suppressed the latter explanation, and he still hasn't announced that everything was under Xue Lan's instruction.

Although Xue Lan knew that Xie Zhinian was afraid that these things would affect his game, Xue Lan still felt uneasy in his conscience.

"He replied." Xue Lan shook his head thinking of this: "He said 'understand'."

"Then it's all right?" Duan Wenzheng said with a relaxed expression.

Xue Lan didn't answer.

"Don't say that if he doesn't agree with this matter, he won't reply 'I know'. If he really doesn't know about the things between you and Xie Zhinian, do you think Xie Zhinian can let go of it?"

Xue Lan looked at Duan Wenzheng in surprise.

"It's about the reputation of the boss. Do you think Xie Zhinian can suppress it without a single reply?" Duan Wenzheng said again: "Now the club's replies are all questions that require an apology in principle. For example, before you... Women's clothing live broadcast ? Do you know why the club has not responded to other questions?"

Xue Lanyao thought for a while: "In order to make Lei Ting relax his vigilance?"

Duan Wenzheng smiled approvingly: "Because there will always be interpretations and speculations on the Internet, Lei Ting will not let it go. If they explain it too early, it will only make them bite other things again and disturb us forever. However, a proper show of weakness Making them think we're powerless to fight back will make them let their guard down...to show our weakness."

"We still hold key evidence and convincing explanations in our hands. If these things are exposed after the game, everything will be very easy to solve. Because whether it is me, Xie Zhinian, or anyone in the team, we are not I hope that Huo Ran is simply suspended, and finds a reason to come back here after avoiding the limelight."

"But now we are about to play the finals. If we affect the game because of this incident, then the Thunder's goal will really be achieved."

Xue Lan nodded seriously.

Duan Wenzheng looked at him, narrowed his eyes slightly, and pondered: "Do you know everything?"

Xue Lan blinked when she heard the words: "What?"

"Good night."

Duan Wenzheng withdrew his gaze and didn't say anything else, he seemed to have fallen into a light sleep with his eyes closed and his arms pillowed on his head.

Xue Lan actually wanted to say something, but in such a peaceful atmosphere at this moment, she gradually settled down.

He has never felt more at ease than now.

……

The finals on the second day arrived as scheduled.

Several people in LGW got up early in the morning, and Duan Wenzheng also woke up very early. The people around him were still awake. He seemed to be in a good mood and rubbed his fingertips on the undefended cheek in sleep.

"Duan Wenzheng, you still have to be ashamed, did you ask your father to publish that report?! You dog..."

The noise and knocking outside the door broke the beauty of the moment.

Even if it wasn't their door that was knocked on, the noisy voice broke the tranquility at this moment.

Duan Wenzheng got out of bed softly, and opened the door with the last breath.

"It's early in the morning, what's the noise?"

Zhou Wangqing, who was knocking on Duan Wenzheng's door, gasped. He turned around stiffly and looked at Duan Wenzheng who came out of Xue Lan's room behind him.

It was like seeing a ghost.

"Don't make noise, he's still sleeping."

"..."

"Where's the phone?"

"..." Zhou Wangqing unconsciously followed his instructions and put Xue Lan's mobile phone in his hand.

"Leave it to me here, don't you want to go to the scene early? Go, move gently."

"..."

After Duan Wenzheng finished speaking, he turned and went back to the room, and closed the door very lightly, leaving Zhou Wangqing standing blankly in the corridor of the hotel.

……

But after such a toss, Xue Lan was still awake when Duan Wenzheng returned to his position.

He didn't hear what was being said outside the house, so he went into the bathroom to wash up.

When he came out of the bathroom, Duan Wenzheng had already sat back on the bed: "Sleep for a while?"

He handed the phone back to Xue Lan by the way.

Xue Lan took the phone and put it aside.

Duan Wenzheng sat aside and watched him brush his hair with great interest: "Do you need help?"

Xue Lan shook his head, motioning him to wash up quickly.

Today's Duan Wenzheng moved very slowly, and Xue Lan didn't say anything. After changing his clothes, he sat back at the table to watch the replay of the game.

"They passed by first, and the driver waited to pick us up."

The two came out of the hotel slowly, and the rest of the team had long since disappeared.

But Duan Wenzheng didn't explain, and Xue Lan didn't ask either.

After the deep winter snow, the cold wind mixed with crushed snow lingered for a long time, but the scheduled car did not arrive because of the slippery road, and the two stood on the side of the road waiting for the car.

"How about we go back and wait?"

Xue Lan looked at the time and shook her head.

Although Xue Lan was wearing a thick coat, her cheeks were still red from the wind and snow, and her long eyelashes were also scattered with condensed ice crystals.

Duan Wenzheng's eyes fell on his fingertips that were also red from the cold, and he reached out to hold his hands in his palms.

Those bright and trusting eyes fell on him.

Under such eyes, Duan Wenzheng often felt that he was still not doing well enough.

He took his hand and put it under his clothes, carefully warming his cold hand with his body temperature.

The hand that Xue Lan wanted to withdraw was also tightly clenched by Duan Wenzheng.

"After the game is over, let's find a place to take a vacation." Duan Wenzheng warmed his hands while suggesting: "Is there any place you want to go?"

"all good."

"Do you know all about it?" Duan Wenzheng asked again, looking up at him.

"Know what?" Xue Lan asked with bent eyes.

Duan Wenzheng didn't bother anymore, he just held his hand tightly: "Is it still cold?"

The temperature at the fingertips gradually warmed to the bottom of my heart, but the weather was so cold, and Xue Lan was afraid that it would make Duan Wenzheng even colder.

With him and those teammates who want to protect him all the time, no matter how cold the winter is, it will eventually pass.

Just when he was moved and distressed and wanted to say that it was no longer cold, Duan Wenzheng took his hand but slowly slipped down｜…

"...?!"

……

When the two came to the competition venue, the reporters who had been guarding outside the player passage surrounded them together.

Wen Yan and the others were being interviewed together with the TXT team and others. Seeing their car parked, they rushed to the front of the car to welcome the two out of the car.

"Exist, you have not responded to the comments on the Internet so far..."

"Exist, are the photos on the Internet real?"

"Exist, please answer our questions directly!"

……

"Sorry, we will only answer questions related to the game, and we are unable to answer questions that are not related to the game."

Wen Yan politely declined the interview questions from all parties in fluent English. After he finished speaking, he was about to lead a few people into the player channel, but Cheetah, who was interviewed by the reporter, said loudly:

"A group of people who only take shortcuts and use breaking news to gain attention, actually asked the interview to only ask about the content of the game?"

Several people stopped at the same time, but they were the first to signal to send Xue Lan into the passage first.

"Don't rush away." Seeing that they didn't answer, Cheetah shouted even more enthusiastically: "I can accompany you to talk about the game, just talk about it... the shield is cut to waste, how will you fight?"

After he finished speaking, there was a booing and booing laughter behind him.

"I heard that the endorsement of "Dawn of Doom" was temporarily withdrawn?"

"What are you talking about bringing "Doom" back to your hometown? All the major competitions of "Dawn of Doom" have been held in Europe these years. If it's not your bluff, it's yours."

Xue Lan, who was being pushed and shoved by the crowd, stopped walking towards the entrance of the passage. He patted the hands on his shoulders comfortingly under the concerned eyes of the crowd.

Turning his head to face the booing TXT team behind him, and countless reporters and cameras.

"My Chinese is not good, but I have heard that 'the more a person clamors about something, the more he lacks something'." Xue Lan looked over the crowded crowd in front of him, and was extraordinarily clear and firm in the noise: "My English Not good, but I recognize 'MadeinHuaGuo' in the Dawn of Doom client and under every transition page."

After finishing speaking, Xue Lan ignored the livid faces of everyone in the TXT team, and walked towards the player channel with his teammates.

The reporters behind regained their senses and rushed towards them again. Zhou Wangqing and Duan Wenzheng were at the end. They signaled for them to leave first, and the two stayed behind to deal with the reporters.

"Exist, are you and Duan Ke the kind of relationship he explained?"

"How do you explain the ambiguity between you and your club owner on the Internet?"

"Exist, do you feel that using your appearance or body is a quick way to gain benefits?"

……

It took a lot of effort for Zhou Wangqing to work with the security personnel to block the people behind him who were scrambling to pass the microphone to Xue Lan. These people really did everything they could to get the news.

[-] He finally closed the door, and the microphones all turned towards him again.

"Exist cheated by pretending to be a girl and harassed his teammate Wind for many years, and now he is still having an affair with the other two. As his teammate, what do you think of this?"

"What do you think?"

Hearing this, Zhou Wangqing's blood pressure instantly rose, and he laughed angrily: "This is because you are ignorant. Didn't you see my live broadcast a few days ago?"

When he said this, everyone who almost lost their Internet memory took a step back.

Seeing this, Zhou Wangqing took a step forward, and was about to say something more, but Duan Wenzheng blocked him without a trace.

"Very surprised."

The domestic e-sports interview nightmare Duan Wenzheng took the microphone of one of the reporters casually: "This is the second thing that surprised me in the recent revelations."

All the media reporters backed away abruptly because of his words, and hesitated again and again. Only one reporter in the crowd had the courage to ask: "Then what is the first breaking news?"

"The person he came out to..."

Duan Wenzheng lowered his eyes slightly, and when he looked up again, he was obviously smiling but there was a chilling coldness in his eyes——

"it's me."