LOL: I'm in the LPL, that's my fight!

Chapter 8: Xiao Fu is a meticulous person!

After signing the contract, Mo Ziye's attitude visibly became even more enthusiastic.

Previously, Fu Shiyan was merely a talented mid-laner whom he needed to recruit in order to realize his e-sports dream. Now, he is completely considered "one of us".

"Xiao Fu, take a look—would you like to come with me to the training room to meet your teammates first, or should I take you to settle on a place to stay?" Mo Ziye asked with a smile, pointing to the ceiling. "My place is big; your accommodations and training facilities are all on the third floor of 'See You Again'."

Fu Shiyan thought for a moment, then asked instead of making a choice, "If it's not too urgent... could you wait until I finish the teaching assignments I just received? I'll go back and pack my things after I'm done."

He is not the kind of person who likes to give up halfway through something.

Since you've taken their money and promised "guaranteed learning," you can't just stand up your benefactor's apprentice.

He will definitely stay at the accommodation provided by the BJBS team.

In Shanghai, land is incredibly expensive. Even if you rarely spend money on high-end items, just food and accommodation alone can be a painful expense for the average person. He's frugal wherever possible and doesn't mince words.

"That's impressive!" Mo Ziye's smile widened upon hearing this.

Having principles is good; having principles makes you a good comrade.

Anyway, I usually stay up very late to supervise the team's training.

It's just a few hours. Our team's precious mid-laner has already signed a contract, so he can't just run away.

……

After leaving Boss Mo's office, Fu Shiyan walked straight back to where he had been standing.

"Damn, I forgot to turn off the computer..." He glanced at the brightly lit monitor, feeling great, and then casually muttered to his boss, "No way, I'll have to ask Boss Mo to make up for the internet fee he deducted from me later."

If you don't book overnight, the hourly internet fee is quite expensive.

Upon closer inspection, this wealthy college student was still battling it out in the canyon.

The stats for this game were quite impressive—Gragas had 3 kills, 1 death, and 6 assists, which is a top-tier performance for a jungler.

After 27 minutes, Duan Chong and his four teammates finally destroyed the enemy's crystal.

He won the match amidst cheers and applause, when he suddenly noticed someone beside him. Turning around, he exclaimed with delight, "Master, you're back!"

"The strategy you taught is absolutely brilliant!" Duan Chong exclaimed excitedly. "All three of Gragas's skills are AOE, so even with a full tank build, clearing jungle camps is incredibly fast."

"That kid on the other side started ganking recklessly at the beginning of the game, and as a result, I counter-jungled him and he's still only level four after seven or eight minutes."

"Hahaha—it's just that I didn't play Kha'Zix this game. If he had dared to pick Pantheon or something, it would have been a repeat of that iconic moment!"

Fu Shiyan listened and nodded with satisfaction.

Sometimes, no matter how skilled the instructor is, if the student is too slow to learn, there's nothing that can be done. Someone like Xiao Duan, who grasps things instantly, is the perfect client for him.

"Ahem." He cleared his throat. "Is there anything you need to ask? Like, a time period or situation where you didn't know how to handle it, or how to assess advantages and disadvantages..."

Fu Shiyan did not mention why the internet cafe owner had called him in for a talk, and Duan Chong tacitly did not ask.

His father had already taught him the principle of "not speaking too intimately with someone you don't know well" when he was still in high school.

For Duan Chong, all he needed to know was one thing: the League of Legends pro in front of him had taken two hundred yuan from him and then actually taught him the "Burning Technique" that allowed him to quickly climb the ranks.

This is enough.

Two hours later, the clock in the lower right corner of the computer quietly pointed to 11 p.m.

Under Fu Shiyan's guidance, Comrade Xiao Duan swept through the competition, winning three consecutive matches and advancing steadily from Gold I to Platinum rank.

Duan Chong, who could clearly feel his own progress, naturally thanked him repeatedly and excitedly said that he would treat Fu Shiyan to a meal at the night market downstairs to reward this "master master".

However, Fu Shiyan still had to report to Boss Mo, so he politely declined with a smile.

"Feel free to send a WeChat message if you have any questions!"

He left with those words before departing, then logged off at lightning speed and ran towards the internet cafe entrance without looking back—he had to rush back to his rented room to pack his things.

The cabin wasn't far, only about a forty-minute walk. Normally, Fu Shiyan would definitely choose to walk back, saving every penny.

But today was a special case, so he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a taxi fare from his not-so-spacious wallet.

"Taxi fares in Shanghai are really expensive."

A dozen minutes later, the car stopped in front of the old residential building. Fu Shiyan went upstairs, opened the door, and stood in his short-term rented room, looking around—there wasn't much to pack.

Two pairs of shoes, a few changes of clothes, and some daily toiletries—that was all his possessions.

It's clean and tidy, which saves a lot of trouble.

After all the luggage was packed into suitcases, Fu Shiyan looked up and took one last look at the room.

"Let's go!"

……

Let's meet again.

Perhaps because Boss Mo had given prior notice, the receptionist who opened his account tonight changed her previous businesslike attitude and became a smiling receptionist.

"Brother, come with me. The boss and the team members are on the third floor."

Fu Shiyan nodded and followed her inside. It was only at this time that he had time to properly examine the layout of the internet cafe owned by Boss Mo.

The first floor has a standard layout, with clear divisions from the regular internet area to the e-sports area, and the lighting is also comfortably adjusted; the second floor has private rooms for multiple people to play together, offering better privacy; as for the third floor…

"Our boss's plan on the third floor is to combine the internet cafe with the hotel, so that gaming and relaxation can be done in the same area," the receptionist in white stockings explained as she walked.

Great!

Ahem, the "impressive" here certainly doesn't refer to the receptionist's white stockings—Fu Shiyan silently added in his mind. What he was really praising was Boss Mo's business acumen.

Even in the world of e-sports that was exceptionally developed in my previous life, opening an internet cafe with three floors of operating space in Shanghai, a city where land is incredibly valuable, in 2016 was already considered quite bold.

Moreover, this Mr. Mo has also keenly sensed the potential of internet cafes and started to move towards "e-sports hotels," which is one of the future development directions for internet cafes. He is definitely a leader in the industry.

Upon receiving this information, Fu Shiyan felt less worried about the "issue of say" that Boss Mo had previously promised. Someone who could run a business to this extent shouldn't be an amateur giving unsolicited advice to professionals.

"It's right here." The receptionist stopped and pointed to a large private room separated by a wall directly in front of the corridor. "This is the e-sports area that the boss originally planned. It's the training area for our BJBS team."

As she spoke, the girl pointed to the other side adjacent to the room with her right hand, "The three rooms on the far left, 201, 202, and 203, are the team members' dormitories."

"However, we don't have a dedicated dining area yet. We usually eat in the kitchen and have our food delivered to us. Drinks and fruits are all-you-can-eat, and there are small refrigerators in the dorm rooms."

"Thank you." Fu Shiyan nodded in thanks.

He walked to the door, raised his hand, and knocked on the wooden frame of the door.

Boom!dong dong!