Chapter 30: Chen Yan Rebukes the Entire Team as EDG Changes Players to Rewrite Their Fate!

After Chen Yan finished speaking, the live stream went black.

"Huh?"

Staring at the darkened screen, everyone in the chat room looked at each other in confusion.

"He’s just leaving? Not going to watch the rest of the match?"

"Could he be going to play?"

"Holy cow, that’s actually possible."

"Damn! Chen Yan is actually going to play!"

"You guys don't really think the streamer is bad, do you? He said he just didn't want to play; he could crush Faker if he wanted to."

"To the guy above, why don't you say he could flood the entire United States with one pee while you're at it?"

The chat was buzzing with discussion. At the same time, everyone couldn't help but look forward to Chen Yan's performance. The last time he played, facing OMG, he carried the team to victory. But today was different. EDG had reached a do-or-die game, and the opponent was different as well—RNG was not on the same level as OMG. However, precisely because of this, the unknown suspense made it all the more anticipated.

...

The villa where Chen Yan lived was some distance from the venue, but Ah Bu had timed things perfectly, sending Chen Yan a message during the match. If he left now, he would still make it. Chen Yan didn't really want to go, but in the end, he did. It wasn't that he was particularly sentimental, but rather that the pay Ah Bu offered was simply too good. Fifty thousand per game. Chen Yan calculated that if he could help EDG turn the tide, he could earn a hundred thousand. To make that kind of money through streaming, he would need over three hundred thousand in gifts. So, he went for it.

When Chen Yan arrived, EDG had already lost the third game. The score between EDG and RNG was 1:2, with EDG trailing. The atmosphere in the back lounge was stifling. When Chen Yan entered, everyone glanced at him and then silently lowered their heads. Scout looked particularly dejected. He felt hurt that Ah Bu had brought in Chen Yan, as he believed his own performance hadn't been bad; it was just the gap between his teammates and the opponents that caused the loss.

"Huh? Is the match already over?"

"Oh, it's not over yet? Then why is everyone drooping like eggplants hit by frost?"

"If you're bad, practice more. If you don't put in the effort and then get crushed on stage, don't just sit there playing dead and keeping quiet..."

No one in the room expected Chen Yan to start berating them the moment he walked in.

"Enough!" Ah Bu shouted sternly. "Xiao Yan! Nobody wants to lose; you’re being too harsh!"

"Heh, don't want to lose? Sure, who does? Who doesn't want to win so they can get a raise, live in a mansion, and date internet celebrities?" Chen Yan scanned each member of EDG with a look of disdain, sneering, "But look at yourselves. Are you worthy? You're already acting like turtles hiding in your shells before the match is even over. With this kind of mentality, it’s a tragedy for the LPL if you actually manage to win."

"Is it that you think only you are allowed to win, and no one else is? You can't handle even the slightest bit of disadvantage?"

Ah Bu couldn't stop him. The players present looked at Chen Yan as if they wanted to spit fire.

"Not convinced? Then prove it to me."

"If you guys can actually play well, I'll call you 'Daddy' on my stream!"

The room exploded. If they didn't think they’d lose a physical fight against Chen Yan, some might have already attacked him. However, Ah Bu didn't try to stop him this time. He realized that although Chen Yan's words had infuriated the players, the atmosphere in the team was no longer as dead as it had been; everyone seemed to be holding back a burst of energy.

"This guy... he’s got ideas, even if his methods are a bit extreme..." Ah Bu thought to himself.

In reality, Chen Yan had no other choice. He had sensed something was wrong the moment he walked in. The state of the EDG players was abysmal. It would be incredibly difficult to win in such a state. League of Legends was not a one-man game. Even if he crushed Xiaohu in the mid-lane every time, it would be useless if his teammates collapsed. Therefore, he had to boost their morale first. But it was clear their mental states had shattered, and standard methods wouldn't work. The fastest way was to shift the conflict: turn their frustration from losing the match into resentment toward him. That way, the players would quickly snap out of their defeatist rut. This strategy was clearly documented in *My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong, As I Expected*, and it was Hachiman Hikigaya's signature tactical approach.

The effect was undeniably successful. The only downside was that his teammates were now looking at him as if they wanted to kill him. Or rather, they all wanted to see him call them "Daddy" on his stream.

...

The scene shifted, and Chen Yan was already sitting in the gaming chair. He didn't talk much to his teammates, but he was in constant communication with NoFe. Clearlove had realized what was happening and gave Chen Yan a deep look. However, he didn't act close to him; although he saw through Chen Yan's intentions, he had to stand with his teammates now and not let their anger dissipate.

"Same old rules: when I give commands, you execute them immediately. Don't be bitter; it's not like I didn't give you a chance, but you guys just aren't cutting it."

Even Clearlove couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at that. It was infuriating. Yet, no one had any objections to Chen Yan taking command. They were now hoping for him to make a mistake so they could hold him accountable.

"Also, coach NoFe and I will have the final say on the draft. You can speak up if you feel your comfort picks aren't working, but you can only choose from the pool of champions that coach NoFe and I have selected."

Chen Yan kept talking. Meanwhile, on the RNG side:

"The mid-laner on the other side seems to have been swapped out."

Windy had noticed Chen Yan. In fact, he had researched him, but since Chen Yan hadn't played in a while, he stopped paying attention. Still, he had a deep impression of Chen Yan's performance in the match against OMG.

"Xiaohu, be careful in the mid-lane. This mid-laner isn't simple."

"Not simple?" Xiaohu laughed. "Just a rookie. No need to be so scared, right?"

"Icon said the same thing back then, and now people call him 'Cold Dish' [Leng Cai]," Ming chuckled. "You have to admit, that nickname is pretty funny."

MLXG teased, "Xiaohu, if you lose, will you be called 'Lao Hu' [Feeble Tiger]?"

"For sure. That guy is too good at making nicknames," Letme added. "He even butchered Uzi's name; now everyone calls him 'Dog Wuzi'."

"Oh, so you all watch his streams!" Uzi discovered the blind spot.

Everyone in the room laughed awkwardly. Uzi laughed too. "Actually, I watch them too. I check the comments when I'm on break. He just called me a 'pig coin' earlier. I have to crush him this game."

The atmosphere within RNG was incredibly relaxed, and they kept chatting. After three games, they could feel that EDG had no strength left. Even with Chen Yan replacing the mid-laner, they didn't pay much mind. If swapping one player could defy fate, then the LPL wouldn't have been stuck in the quarterfinals year after year.

But what they didn't know was that this match would be the beginning of the shattering of their perceptions.

...

I'm quite nervous. It's my first time writing in this genre, and I'm not sure if there's a market for it. Please leave a comment and urge me to update. Thank you all very much.