When the incident happened, Tong Yao was originally live-streaming a ranked match. During the queue time, she was idly browsing Weibo and accidentally stumbled upon someone reposting the Weibo post from the girl named "In Your Name." The moment Tong Yao saw the cat, she immediately understood what was going on.
She let out a "Holy shit," wishing she could raise both hands to declare that this time, she wasn't the one stirring up trouble.
At the same time, Old K, who was duo-queuing with her and also waiting idly, saw the drama unfolding on Weibo. Before Tong Yao could stop him, he also exclaimed, "Holy shit!" and shouted loudly, "Who the hell is this 'In Your Name'? The jungler from the Great Qing Team is screwing fans? Is this the fan who got, uh, 'cough cough cough'? Damn, after getting 'cough cough cough'-ed, she still buys him clothes? What kind of logic is that—why don’t I have fans buying me Givenchy?"
Tong Yao: "..."
Lu Sicheng: "Because you don’t have fans."
Ignoring him, Old K continued scrolling through the Forum's drama threads and asked, "Then who’s this 'Guoguo' who liked 'In Your Name’s' post?"
Little Fatty's voice chimed in: "Fucking idiot! Who else could it be? It’s obviously 'In Your Name' herself! The same person! Xu Tailun keeps bragging in his livestreams about how great his girlfriend is, and then flaunts their relationship on Facebook—who knows which post was the last straw? The girl must’ve snapped and unleashed a full combo, RQ burst damage, one-shotting him straight to the grave! Nice!"
Lu Sicheng: "Why are you all so gossipy?"
Tong Yao: "Yeah, why are you all so gossipy? I’m live-streaming right now, teammates. Watch your words."
Old Cat: "He said Chinese LOL players suck."
Little Fatty: "I feel personally attacked. My All-Chinese Team just stomped him into a spiral last week, and Old K dominated him so hard in the jungle he was trembling. And now he’s saying Chinese LOL players suck?"
Old K: "Yeah, that’s really unacceptable."
Seeing that they were getting carried away, Tong Yao thought that although everything they said was true, it wouldn’t look good if taken out of context. If someone recorded this, it could easily stir up more trouble. So, she turned to her live-stream audience and said she was going to take a break and end the stream... However, her viewers weren’t fools—
[Don’t turn it off! We’re enjoying this!]
[……………………Oh, ‘taking a break’? You’ve been playing ranked until 1 or 2 AM every day lately. You’re just turning off the stream to go read gossip, aren’t you?]
[66666666 Your team is so gossipy!]
[Am I the only one who thinks Little Fatty’s got a point? Sure, the Chinese region hasn’t won an S-series championship, but saying we suck is just infuriating!]
[Shut up, dude upstairs. He’s telling the truth. If you’re so good, go win a championship and shut him up?]
[Tsk tsk tsk, why are there still dogs of your Korean overlords in this stream? Get out!]
[So disillusioned QAQ I really thought Xu Tailun was a good guy...]
...
Tong Yao forcefully ended the stream anyway.
And, of course, she immediately opened the Forum to read the gossip—
By now, the drama surrounding Xu Tailun had escalated far beyond just "screwing fans."His conduct—serving in a Chinese club while relentlessly berating his teammates, along with bed photos and a series of completely indefensible actions—was all dug up from this "In Your Name" Weibo account. At first, some tried to whitewash it: "Who is this?" "These days, anyone can stir up trouble with a random Weibo post and some WeChat screenshots." But then came the shocking bed photos—him lying under the covers, pulled up to his chest, holding a girl whose face was pixelated...
No one could seriously claim they were just chatting under the covers, right?
So the whitewashing voices dwindled—
By this point, Xu Tailun's image as a "warm guy," "diligently studying Chinese," and "one of the few Korean Aids who genuinely cares and wants to win" had completely collapsed.
Occasionally, a comment like "As long as he plays well, who cares?" would pop up, only to be bombarded and torn apart by the crowd... As the saying goes, when the wall starts to crumble, everyone pushes. As more and more people condemned Xu Tailun and declared they couldn’t take it anymore, switching from fans to haters, someone claiming to be a staff member from the Great Qing Team finally came forward with an exposé—
[Here’s some insider info, take it or leave it.
The Great Qing Team has always treated the Koreans like gods—whatever they say goes. If they say east, the teammates don’t dare go west. Last week’s match against ZGDX Team wasn’t even supposed to focus on targeting the Mid Laner to win—any idiot could see that focusing on other lanes would be a lost cause, but they did it anyway. Why? Because the other teammates were too scared to speak up! The "screwing fans" creep held a grudge against ZGDX’s Mid Laner for not backing him up during that cinema incident, so he went after her out of personal spite.
Don’t even try to deny this—he made it way too obvious. Casters are supposed to stay neutral during matches, but even they couldn’t smooth things over that day. Honestly, you could say even the casters were disgusted.
Why so much hate?
Because the players in his club had been bending over backward for him, so he assumed all Chinese were like that. When one person finally stood up to him, he couldn’t handle it...
Some Koreans just look down on you from the core.
Note I said some .
But it’s not entirely their fault—after all, we haven’t achieved anything noteworthy in League of Legends.
That’s exactly why the LPL desperately needs an S Series Finals championship now. Whoever gets it first will become the Liu Xiang of the League of Legends scene—at least in my eyes, they’d be untouchable for life.
Let me be real: this isn’t just about whether he’s a "screwing fans" creep or not. It’s a systemic issue. I won’t deny there are Korean Aids in the LPL who genuinely dedicate themselves to their clubs—some even eager to join the Communist Party. From what I know, Li Huanshuo from HUAWEI Team, Pope from YQCB, X-Bang, and Alulu from Doom Orcs are all solid Korean Aids... Take YQCB, for example. Pope is amazing, right? But YQCB doesn’t let him run wild. They were a relegation team in the Spring Split, but now they’re soaring in the Summer Split. HUAWEI is a traditionally strong team—no complaints there. And why does Doom Orcs, with barely any star players, stay firmly rooted in the LPL? Discipline. The Koreans don’t call the shots—no matter how hard they carry, they don’t get to decide. Everything runs by the rules.]So, performance isn't something that can be guaranteed just by having many star players or strong paper strength. Yes, yes, the Great Qing Team did well in the Spring Split, but that was truly a flash in the pan. In reality, this club had already rotted from the roots the moment it became a one-voice hall for Koreans.
—Right now, in the LPL, clubs like the Great Qing Team, where management can't even suppress the speaking rights of their main Korean players and lets them act recklessly, aren't just limited to the Great Qing Team. Honestly, I personally believe that if this unhealthy trend isn't corrected, the LPL is truly doomed sooner or later.
If hearts aren't united, how can four players plus one Korean, or three players plus two Koreans, possibly compete against five Koreans?
I know many club managements are reading this post.
Think carefully for yourselves—isn't this the truth?]
Above.
This long post by someone claiming to be an "insider" sparked deep reflection among many.
People finally moved beyond the trivial matter of "Xu Tailun screwing fans" and, in a real sense, used Xu Tailun's incident to trigger a small storm and earthquake of reflection within China's esports circle regarding the phenomenon of Korean Aids flooding into the league since the end of S4...
By 1 AM, the Forum thread had already built over a thousand floors. At this point, the user "In Your Name" suddenly seemed to come alive and began deleting her Weibo posts. Unfortunately, someone had already screenshot her entire Weibo history. Her sudden deletions now only made her seem more guilty, further confirming that everything was true.
1:30 AM, "In Your Name's" Weibo was completely wiped.
1:40 AM, "Guoguo's" Weibo began to be cleared as well.
1:45 AM, "Guoguo's" Weibo was emptied, leaving only one newly posted message with three simple words: It's over :)
1:50 AM, as Lu Sicheng stood up to get water, he paused when passing someone's seat, stepped back, and forcefully pressed down on the head of the person curled up in their chair playing with their phone: "What time is it? Still not sleeping?"
Tong Yao raised her phone to show Lu Sicheng the long Weibo post by the staff member: "Cheng Ge, look! This person makes such good points!"
Lu Sicheng took Tong Yao's phone, initially skimming perfunctorily. But after scanning two lines, he suddenly leaned against the back of her chair and read the entire long post seriously—
After finishing, he shoved the phone back into the hands of the person clinging to the chair back, staring eagerly, and said succinctly: "This person's not wrong."
Tong Yao: "How so?"
Lu Sicheng: "Every point is solid."
Tong Yao grabbed the sleeve of the man about to walk away: "Explain, explain?"
Lu Sicheng glanced down at the fingers clutching his sleeve—she was gripping so hard her fingertips had turned slightly white. Though he could easily break free with little effort, he didn't. Instead, he sighed faintly and shifted his gaze away from her hand.
Letting her keep hold of his sleeve.
He spoke slowly: "If some domestic clubs can truly reflect on and address the Korean Aid issue properly after this incident with the Great Qing Team's jungler, then maybe this scandal breaking isn't entirely a bad thing... This scene has needed a cleanup for a long time."
Tong Yao released Lu Sicheng."Actually, many clubs understand the reasoning behind what that person said—they just don’t dare to acknowledge it. Like this time, we can wait and see if the Great Qing Team has the resolve—even if it means facing relegation, they should uphold integrity."
After dropping this remark, Lu Sicheng turned and headed to the kitchen to pour himself some coffee.
Tong Yao stared at his retreating figure for a while before plopping back into her seat. Hugging her knees, she zoned out at her phone screen… until Lu Sicheng returned with his coffee and sat down. Glancing sideways, he noticed the person beside him wide-eyed, her face illuminated by the phone screen, looking utterly dazed.
He paused, then averted his gaze. Clicking his mouse absentmindedly, he pretended to scrutinize the stats from his recent ranked matches before casually asking, "What’s on your mind?"
He didn’t specify who he was asking.
Yet.
The person beside him naturally picked up the conversation.
"I’m just really glad I joined an All-Chinese Team club. Not that all Korean Aids are bad, but five Chinese players just feel better." Tong Yao rested her chin between her knees, murmuring, "I know people say League of Legends esports is about regions, not nations—that it’s a competition between clubs. I get it…"
"..."
"But when I saw the Wings team from Dota next door raising the Five-star Red Flag on the highest podium of glory… I was so envious."
"..."
"If I could have a moment like that one day, it’d be amazing." Tong Yao reached out and poked the team jersey on the table. "I want to make it to Season 6, I want to win, I want the championship. I want to prove myself—and prove that Chinese League of Legends isn’t inferior to other regions."
"..."
"Don’t you want that too?" Tong Yao turned her head, still cradled between her knees, to look at Lu Sicheng.
Her dark eyes, though tired, shone unusually bright.
"………………I’ve been dreaming of a Kalista skin," Lu Sicheng said dryly. "But do you know what time it is? Shouldn’t you be asleep, big dreamer?"
Tong Yao lifted her head from her knees, frowning in disdain. "You have no dreams. You don’t want to win."
The moment she finished speaking, a piece of clothing was thrown over her face. The familiar scent told her exactly whose jersey it was, and her face instantly flushed red. She flailed, struggling to pull it off. Amid the chaos, she heard the man’s voice drift over calmly—
"Cut the nonsense. If I didn’t have dreams or didn’t want to win, I wouldn’t have left LCK (*Korean League) for LPL two years ago. Why do you think I did it? For clout?"
Tong Yao: "..."
Tong Yao finally managed to yank the jersey off her head.
Then a large hand shoved her from the side. "Go to sleep."
Tong Yao wobbled from the push. "No."
Lu Sicheng: "If you’re not sleeping, are you trying to ascend to heaven?"
Tong Yao: "I’m not ascending. I just want to look at you."
Lu Sicheng: "?"
Tong Yao: "To see how our captain shines brightest when his charisma peaks."
Lu Sicheng: "…………………"Amidst Little Fatty's laughter and teasing—"Tong Yao, why do you always jump straight to driving our captain's car?"—Lu Sicheng paused, muttering, "Are you an idiot?" as he stood up from his seat. Tong Yao looked up at him: "Where are you going?"
Lu Sicheng deadpanned: "To pee. Want to come along?"
Tong Yao, failing to follow his train of thought, blinked in confusion: "Why would I go?"
"Who knows," Lu Sicheng smirked, his expression dripping with sarcasm, "Maybe to lend a hand and hold it for me?"
Tong Yao: "………………………………"
"Don’t mind him," Little Fatty said with a knowing, almost paternal expression as Lu Sicheng walked away. "He’s just embarrassed. Yeah, embarrassed. 'Pee' my foot—our thin-skinned captain is rushing off to hide his blushing face in the bathroom. Any second now, he’ll slam the door. Just wait and—"
Before he could finish, a loud BANG echoed from the bathroom.
Tong Yao: "..."
The door slam was indeed deafening.
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