You're Beautiful When You Smile - Chapter 142 Part 3

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

You’re Beautiful When You Smile

Chapter 142 Part 3

The MVP of both rounds was awarded to Lu Sicheng. It looked like the organizers had made up their mind to interview him despite the fact he had stood them up last time. This time around, Lu Sicheng was probably in a good mood as he was happily being interviewed.

The hostess: [Congratulations to ZGDX for winning another match. We finally can welcome Chessman Chang Ge to the interview podium after a long absence!]

Lu Sicheng took the microphone and greeted the audience.

The hostess: [We can describe today’s match as brilliant. We’ve seen so many things which we didn’t think we would see happening to ZGDX as a team. It’s rumored that this is related to the earlier downturn of the team. Please Cheng Ge, could you tell us whether it’s true or not?]

Lu Sicheng: “I don’t know anything about a downturn. However, a while ago, our team did make some changes to our tactics and all the players also needed time to adjust among themselves.”

The hostess: [Then it looks like the rumor is true.]

Lu Sicheng: “It could be. It's not clear to me what this downturn even is.”

The hostess: [Very well. Looks like Cheng Ge’s answer today will make most of our ZGDX fans feel at ease somewhat…… Then, let’s ask another question which a lot of people are quite concerned about. Hrm, as we can see, lately it’s been Lu on the ZGDX lineup. Could you please tell us whether this is also part of the adjustment to the team’s strategy?]

Lu Sicheng became quiet for a moment.

Tong Yao fixed her eyes on the hostess’s delicately made up face on the TV screen and the rapidly widening eyes of the audience. More frankly, the question was: Where’s Smiling? Smiling got shelved? Smiling is gg? 

Tong Yao changed her sitting position and slightly lifted her chin up. She was waiting in a more comfortable position to see how Lu Sicheng would answer the question so she could decide whether he would sleep on her bed or in the cat’s cage tonight. Then she heard Lu Sicheng casually answer: “Our team will rotate our mid at the world tournament. As such, we have been letting Lu Yue get more experience playing competitions lately. Besides, Smiling hadn’t played the last couple of matches because it so happens that her hand was injured.”

Tong Yao was astounded by what she heard from the TV.

She could hear the commotion from the fans. Through the TV, she could even hear their collective gasp.

The hostess didn’t quite get what Lu Sicheng had said either: [She got hurt?]

Lu Sicheng: “Yes. But it’s not serious. She just cut her finger while she was cooking for me.”

The audience: “......”

Tong Yao: “......”

While the hostess hadn’t quite digested the implication of Lu Sicheng’s reply, Lu Sicheng continued anyways: “Since we are talking about this, I’ve also heard some other false rumors online lately. First of all, even as the team’s captain and one of the investors of the team, I don’t have the authority to decide whether a particular player can be shelved. Secondly, even if the team wanted to shelve a player, it wouldn’t be Smiling. Obviously, Lu, who resisted to take Aurelion Sol as his champion to the point of almost having a fight with our data analyst today, is more suitable to be stuffed in the refrigerator. Finally, I appreciate that everyone is so concerned about my personal love life. I can only say that as far as this part of my life goes, I’m quite satisfied so far. It’s moving along a little bit more smoothly than the progress of our team-- --Basically it’s because she can’t find anyone better than I and her likewise.”

The audience: “......”

Tong Yao: “......”

Lu Sicheng returned the microphone back to the dumbfounded hostess. His long legs pushed him up from the chair, then he simply walked away.

……………...It was obvious that today he willingly sat on that interview chair just to have the chance to say what he said in the end-- --For him, the interview concluded right after he had found the moment to say what he wanted to say.

It wasn’t a surprise to anyone though.

This matched the Chessman image everyone had in their minds.

A man, no matter how old he is, would always be strong-willed.

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