You Boys Play Games Very Well

Chapter 4

What had happened next could be predicted, so Ling Meng closed the video in a hopeless mood.

Overnight, Ling Meng enjoyed a great surge in popularity:

On Weibo, the fans uniformly replied in the comments: You boys play games very well~

At the top of the web forum, where it was rare to get an answer to a beginner’s question, the thread was stacked with hundreds of posts: You boys play games very well~

In the black powder group, bubbles were raising to the surface¹³, the expression pack was infinitely +1: You boys play games well~

Even on the Yanshan campus network BBS, he was ridiculed in posts: You boys play games very well~

Ling Meng was barraged by this sentence no matter where he went. He had no grievance against Mang God, but he was buried alive by the strength of this wave.

The awful thing was that this sentence was what Ling Meng himself said. The pot couldn’t be thrown to Mang God, he could only carry it himself with tears in his eyes.

(t/n: this is talking about a saying to throw a black pot to someone’s back – to toss the blame/consequences onto another person instead of bearing them yourself)

During that time, his roommate always heard him singing in the wind on the balcony in the middle of the night: “Steel pot, crying through tears, repair the steel pot…”

(t/n: he’s singing this 2014 song)

After some time, the storm finally faded. Although Ling Meng still received the same comments under each Weibo post and it was still pinned as a hot topic, Ling Meng cultivated the mindset of “out of sight, out of mind”.

On the last day of the season, Ling Meng needed to win just one more game to earn a season medal. Unexpectedly, he found it truly was a small world where you couldn’t avoid your enemy. Once again, he had randomly matched with Mang God.

Ling Meng felt he really had bad luck. Isn’t he a big God? Why is he always at this level? Does this food abuse¹⁴ make him feel strong?

He had one thing to ask before the match began.

[Federation] Lemon: Are you broadcasting live?

[Empire] Mangosteen: Take a guess?

Ling Meng puckered his mouth and stuck his middle finger up at the monitor, regardless of the fact that the other side couldn’t see it.

The second round of their confrontation, Ling Meng once again suffered a disastrous defeat, probably due to his anxiousness to win. Grasp all, lose all¹⁵. Instead, the other side ambushed him.

It’s known that the cold Mang God, who rarely speaks in the game, rarely leaves hospice care.

[Empire] Mangosteen: We boys play games so fiercely.

In anger, Ling Meng threw his keyboard.