You're Beautiful When You Smile - Chapter 109 Part 5

Translated by Team DHH at http://dhh-workshop.blogspot.com.

You’re Beautiful When You Smile

Chapter 109 Part 5

Tong Yao paused, raised her eyebrows. As she was wondering what he could have been doing, she saw Dubhe walk out the restroom looking as if he was troubled by something. His hands were also dry……

Tong Yao instinctively felt that there was something wrong going on. But before she had figured out how to react, words had already come out of her mouth: “Little Dubhe?”

Dubhe jumped. When he looked up, his black pupils fluttered-- --It seemed like a guilty conscience written in capital letters.

Tong Yao’s previous suspicion was confirmed. Her heart skipped a beat, but she stayed calm. She went up to grab Dubhe with a forced smile: “Congratulations on your first win. You played brilliantly today. Totally on par with your Cheng Ge. He even admitted it himself…...Ur, ur, ur, we’re going to eat some good food. Was that HF’s manager? What a coincidence to see him also come out of the bathroom-- --”

It was a very clumsy shift of topics. Tong Yao felt like it was impossible to pull it off anymore.

Dubhe, at that moment, lifted his eyelids to give Tong Yao a glance and with a calm tone of voice said to Tong Yao flatly: “It seems so.”

Tong Yao almost lost the smile on her face and her hand on Dubhe’s wrist slightly tightened: “You haven’t said anything to him, have you? It’s a serious violation for non-listed players to contact the other team’s manager when it’s not during the transfer window……”

“What can I say to him? It’s not the transfer window now.” Dubhe tried to pull his arm which was still in Tong Yao’s grip. He slightly glanced at Tong Yao and twitched the corner of his lips: “You’re worrying for nothing.”

“That’s good, that’s good then.” Tong Yao nodded: “You performed so well today and all the top management of the club would have seen it. The Demacia Cup is one of the major routes for the club to choose the future A team players. As long as you perform well……”

“-- --No matter how well I perform, as long as Chessman is here others can only be substitutes.”

“......” Tong Yao couldn’t find the words to respond.

“He’s a shrewd player. With such a lonely position like ad, he can still carry games, in addition to being popular and having good reputation-- --He’s simply the poster boy of the major league. Even when everyone praises me, they keep using ‘almost the same as Chessman’ to talk about me……”

His tone of voice became somewhat gloomy.

Tong Yao was somewhat stunned-- --She could swear that when she praised him earlier, she didn’t mean it that way at all: “......Gee? No, I’m not-- --”

“So unless he retires on his own, another ad will never have his day! ! !” As he was talking, Dubhe suddenly had an emotional breakdown. He forcefully pulled his arm out of Tong Yao’s grasp and his voice grew more intense: “But, damn, when is he going to retire? ! !”

Dubhe was rather forceful when he pulled his hand away.

Unprepared, Tong Yao was thrown off balance and staggered two steps away-- --

Dubhe paused when he saw from the corner of his eye that Tong Yao was about to fall to the ground. He reached out to try and catch her. Right then, a tall figure walked out of the corner and held Tong Yao up, steadying her.

“When I can’t carry the team, I’ll retire on my own. I won’t shamelessly stay in the team to block the road for newcomers.”

Lu Sicheng’s voice was low.

His voice didn’t sound irritated but was still intimidating. Though the tone was peaceful, the listeners still broke out into a cold sweat on their backs.

Tong Yao looked up at the man behind her. At the moment, he had one of his hands on her waist to support her, a tightened chin, and the pair of dark brown pupils locked on the kid near them-- --

“I admire your fighting spirit. But as the junior in the team, please watch the way you talk to your seniors. Do you need a lesson on proper etiquette?”

“......”

“You’re right that the ad of the Samsung Blue had been beaten so badly by Samsung White’s ad that he cried on the stage. If you want to try how that feels yourself, then I’ll let you have a taste-- --”

A big hand landed on Tong Yao’s head.

Lu Sicheng then said almost word by word: “If you dare to talk to your seniors in this way again, I promise I’ll do exactly what I said.”

……

The atmosphere among them was almost frozen into ice.

Tong Yao didn’t know how Dubhe felt at that moment.

She only knew that though she had just gone to the bathroom, now she was so scared by the person behind her that she felt like going to the bathroom again.

Translated by Team DHH at http://dhh-workshop.blogspot.com.