In Leizhou, whenever Zaro Renault's silkpants were mentioned, many people would have a toothache and a headache. They looked down on Zaro's way of doing things, but they couldn't do anything about him.
For example, this time, the release of "Battle of the Century" had stirred Zaro's heart. He hadn't been able to make it to the gaming gala 10 years ago. After all, he had been young then and hadn't passed Fiery Bird's age limit. His funds had been limited, and he hadn't been able to put his thoughts into action. Now it was different. He didn't have a gaming company or e-sports club, so he could just buy it! Throw money at it!
But the big e-sports clubs in Leizhou were on guard against him and simply wouldn't let him interfere. Thus, Zaro got angry and used his usual method of throwing money at people to poach. Not only from Leizhou, but from other continents as well.
Although Zaro was unreliable in his work, the group of people under him who were paid extremely high salaries were very capable. They had helped him poach quite a number of people with genuine talent and knowledge.
Other than SilverLight, the other team that had received an invitation to the gala this year was the Wireless eSports Club under Zaro's wing, Zaro.
The surname Renault was a gold-lettered signboard in Leizhou. Outside of Leizhou, it was equally influential. Even people who didn't pay attention would think twice when they saw this surname.
Now, Zaro wanted to poach people again, and his target was AliveAfter500Years, who was ranked first on the leaderboards. Even if other e-sports clubs had intentions of poaching people, they hesitated when they saw Zaro's attitude. When it came to throwing money at people to poach, they really couldn't compare to this guy.
Zaro was also full of confidence. Poaching people was open and aboveboard. After all, this daddy here has money! Willful!
All eyes were on Zuo Yu. No matter how strong his mental fortitude was, Zuo Yu still felt the pressure.
Taking a deep breath, Zuo Yu was about to tell this idiot who deserved a beating that he had mistaken him for someone else, but just as he opened his mouth, Jinro elbowed him. "Boss is here."
Hearing that Fang Zhao had arrived, Zuo Yu heaved a sigh of relief, as did the rest of the team. Being surrounded by so many people was not something to be happy about.
"What happened?" Fang Zhao pushed aside the people in front of him and walked over.
"It's like this …" Zuo Yu whispered what had just happened.
Zuo Yu had originally followed Jinro and the others to the sixth floor to relax. Jinro, Dorrian, and the others were old rivals and old friends, so Zuo Yu could introduce the team's newcomers to the older generation. Zuo Yu had no interest in such things. He wasn't a professional gamer. He was just tagging along. When Fang Zhao played, he joined in the fun.
Although he was a bodyguard, he was not inferior to others. He would only act like a bodyguard in front of Fang Zhao. When he was not at Fang Zhao's side, he still had the arrogance of a special forces member.
Zuo Yu was also considered a member of the team. Although, like Fang Zhao, he did not spend much time online, his ability was there. Furthermore, when Fang Zhao was not online, even if Zuo Yu was not by his side, he would still teach them a few things. If Fang Zhao was their instructor, then Zuo Yu was their assistant instructor. That was why his tone was different from the way he spoke to the other members.
Zuo Yu sat in his seat and did not move, but he realized that many people around him were paying attention to him.
Schwarzer ran one round with Jinro before returning to chat with Zuo Yu about the gossip he had heard from e-sports athletes from other continents, such as how many gaming superstars would be attending the banquet tomorrow.
Just as he was talking excitedly, his vision blurred, and a hand appeared in front of Schwarzer in a flash, firmly catching the orange that was hurled at him.
After that, it was Zaro and the others who came over.
Seeing that the situation was not right, Jinro and the others hurried back. The surrounding people also had their attention on this group of people, watching the show and waiting for answers.
This time, there was a Silver Wing board member and a deputy CEO among the group, but the higher-ups had their own interactions and would not mingle with them. Wayne had just gone to socialize with a few Huangzhou entertainment company executives. Only Fang Zhao had rushed over in time.
Anyone who investigated the SilverLight team would not be unfamiliar with Fang Zhao.
"That orange was thrown by them. It seemed like a test," Zuo Yu said.
Test what?
Of course it was to test whether Zuo Yu was AliveAfter500Years or not! Since they could not get an answer, they might as well try. Excluding the other members of the SilverLight team, the only suspicious person was the "unidentified" Zuo Yu.
While Zuo Yu was speaking to Fang Zhao, Zaro sized up Fang Zhao and then asked his agent beside him, "Who is this? He looks a little familiar. "
Zaro's agent acted as if he had expected this. "He is the head of the SilverLight team, the manager of Silver Wing's virtual projects department, and also a contracted composer. His masterpiece is the '100-Year Period of Destruction' series. Our previous movie, 'God of War,' used his third movement. The one you paid 10 million for the rights to use."
With this reminder, Zaro had an impression. The reason he remembered was not because his agent had mentioned the name of the film or movement, but because he had been wrongly beaten up. That time, his great-grandfather had been so angry that he had cried. Actually, it was the old master who had lost his temper while listening to the song. Zaro had almost been crippled, so how could he not remember?
However, since then, Zaro's fortunes had turned. He had specially obtained a complete MV of all four movements of the "100-Year Period of Destruction" series to curry favor with the old master and had received many benefits. He had wanted to poach Fang Zhao, but Silver Wing had not let him go.
"So it's you!"
Zaro had started thinking of poaching again. He asked Fang Zhao, "Do you have any intentions of jumping ship?"
"No." Fang Zhao was expressionless. He looked at Zaro again. "How did you know he was AliveAfter500Years?"
Zaro raised his hand and pointed in a direction. "They told me."
Everyone looked in the direction Zaro was pointing. There were a few members of the Zebra e-sports club wearing black and white striped uniforms.
"It wasn't us! We didn't say it in front of him! "The Zebra e-sports club members were so depressed that they wanted to vomit blood.
"They said it behind me," Zaro said decisively. He was not stupid. He knew what those people were thinking. They just wanted to use him to confirm whether Zuo Yu was AliveAfter500Years or not. It just so happened that Zaro was also curious. His thoughts turned, and he threw an orange at Schwarzer, who was spitting saliva everywhere beside Zuo Yu. Looking at Zuo Yu, who had caught the orange, he was sure that Zuo Yu was AliveAfter500Years.
Such quick reflexes, such good skills, and that unique aura. If it wasn't AliveAfter500Years, who else could it be?
Actually, those who had seen Zuo Yu catch the orange had the same thoughts as Zaro. That was why they had quietened down and listened to confirm their guesses.
Fang Zhao swept a glance at the Zebra e-sports club members before turning back to Zaro. "You got the wrong person."
"Got the wrong person? He isn't? But I think he is. "Zaro felt that his judgment was correct. It was just that Fang Zhao did not want to admit it.
"Up to you."
Actually, if not for Wayne's vehement objection to revealing his identity ahead of time, Fang Zhao would not have hidden it. To him, there was no need to be so complicated. However, Wayne's perspective was different. Wayne, as well as Silver Wing's publicity and public relations department, were thinking about how to maximize profits and attract the most attention. Wasn't that the case now? Because everyone's curiosity was piqued, Silver Wing received so much attention. When the entertainment media from every continent mentioned Fiery Bird's annual conference, they would also mention Silver Wing's SilverLight team.
Fang Zhao did not explain much to Zaro. He just told him that it was impossible to poach people, and then he told the team members to go do what they needed to do.
Zuo Yu raised the orange he had just caught and asked, "Then this orange..."
"Cut it," Fang Zhao replied.
Jinro and the others trembled at the same time. They felt that the two words Fang Zhao had just uttered were filled with killing intent.
Zuo Yu grinned and pulled out the folding knife he always carried. He tossed the orange up and slashed it in the air at lightning speed. His other hand caught the orange that had yet to hit the ground and placed it on the fruit platter on the table. He made two more neat slashes and released his fingers. The orange was sliced into eight pieces. The skin was thin and juicy, and a sweet fragrance wafted out.
His movements were steady and decisive. The eight pieces looked as if they had been measured by a machine. They were very even.
Zaro's eyes lit up. "Great knife skills!"
Zuo Yu: "..." Is there a hole in your brain? I thought you were the one slicing the orange. Can't you see that?!
In the end, Zaro's agent could not stand it anymore and found an excuse to drag Zaro away. The sixth floor returned to its previous liveliness. But from time to time, there were still quite a few gazes sizing them up. However, knowing that they would not be able to get any information, they did not insist on asking. In any case, they would find out tomorrow, right?
At night, after the free time ended, everyone returned to the 62nd floor to rest.
Wayne had already been informed of the day's events. He told Jinro and the others, "I understand. You guys don't need to think about this anymore. Get a good night's sleep and prepare to be in your best condition tomorrow."
They could not make a move on Zaro, so they blamed it on the Zebra e-Sports Club members.
Wayne shook his head and returned to his room. "Some people just love to play tricks. Tsk." Then he contacted people to cause more trouble for the Zebra e-Sports Club.
At the same time, on the Internet, a piece of news had attracted the attention of many gaming fans.
"According to a certain team member in the hotel, AliveAfter500Years's true identity is suspected to be Fang Zhao's bodyguard."
No one knew who had leaked the news, but there were no photos.
Although there were no clear rules, there had always been an internal consensus that you could take any selfies here, but without permission, you could not take photos of others and post them on public platforms. Anyone who violated this rule would be looked down upon and ostracized by their peers.
Thus, even if there were people selling the news, they did not dare sell the photos taken on the sixth floor.
However, even if there were no photos, it was enough to excite gaming fans paying attention to Fiery Bird's annual conference.
"I was wondering why God AliveAfter500Years was so skilled. Turns out he was a bodyguard."
"According to rumors, Fang Zhao's bodyguard is from the special forces."
"Special forces? So awesome! "
"No wonder his marksmanship is so accurate!"
"The number one on the global leaderboards is actually Fang Zhao's bodyguard? How shameless is Fang Zhao?! "
"Why would a bodyguard from the special forces go and play games?"
"Maybe he was discovered to be highly skilled. Thinking back, Fang Zhao did not bring his bodyguard with him most of the time. He probably let his bodyguard go and play games to sweep points."
"'Suspected' is just a guess. There is no confirmation. You guys make it sound like you saw it with your own eyes."
"The more I think about it, the more likely it seems. There must be a reason for everything."
"Who is that 'Little Flying Fish' in the SilverLight team?"
"Stop bickering. Anyway, we will know tomorrow at the annual conference. Every previous year's number one has to go on stage to speak."
...
The next day, 62nd floor lobby of the hotel.
The members of the SilverLight team were buzzing with activity.
"Where's the hairspray? My hair is messed up again. "
"Hey, who brought the wrong clothes?"
"The f * ck, Dorrian, you actually wear perfume! Why didn't I realize you were so showy! "
"Bag? Where's my bag? "
Wayne directed the makeup artists he had brought to tidy up the team members. They could not do it themselves. Jinro, Dorrian, and the others could still do it, but Schwarzer and the others could not bear to look at them. They had to rely on the professional makeup team.
Today, what they had to face was not the attention of a small circle but the cameras of the global media.
"When we enter the venue, we will pass the signature wall. Should we sign our real names or our game IDs?" Schwarzer asked.
"Schwarzer, are you a retard? Your game ID is the same as your real name! What's there to worry about? "Jake scoffed.
"If your real name and game ID are different, you can sign either," Dorrian said.
"Zuo Yu, will you sign 'Little Flying Fish' or your real name later?" Schwarzer asked.
"Little Flying Fish." Zuo Yu was not used to leaving his real name.
The order of entering the venue was based on ranking. The SilverLight team was ranked below 50 globally, and only the main team members and the team's top brass could enter the main path leading to the venue. Everyone else entered through a different door.
They waited until 5 p.m. before it was their turn.
Coming out of the hotel, they stepped on a carpet with a fiery bird design. Under the gaze of numerous cameras, they walked toward the main entrance of the venue and left their names on the signature wall in the middle.
Although the SilverLight team's ranking was lower and they appeared later, when they appeared, the reporters were clearly more excited. The sound of machinery running was louder. Especially when they were signing, the cameras were focused on each person signing.
When Zuo Yu signed his name and the ID "Little Flying Fish," it also told the reporters who were making groundless accusations yesterday that they had the wrong person.
This was also the first time Zuo Yu had tasted such celebrity treatment. It was no wonder so many people wanted to be a celebrity. This sort of feeling was pretty good, but he also knew that all this attention was due to Fang Zhao.
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