God’s Left Hand Chapter 17

Finally, when Dt’s teammates came by with their computers for practice, they came upon this historic scene.

Dt and the Swedish player were both doing pushups on the floor.

The two of them were expressionless in their mechanical motions as sweat dripped from their jaws onto the floor.  Because the air conditioner was off, as per the punishment, the two of them had taken off their s.h.i.+rts from the start.  When they reached a little over a hundred pushups, their backs were covered in sweat, which s.h.i.+mmered under the light.

“123, 124, 125, …...” the handsome Norwegian counted excitedly from a chair in front of the two.

Ai Qing on the contrary was a bit worried if Dt could still compete tomorrow after 200 pushups.

Because Dt’s teammates were DotAers and young teenagers, they were unfamiliar with the two Scandinavians.  So they could only stare dumbfoundedly as the two finished their 200 pushups and timidly call out to their captain.  Dt picked up his t-s.h.i.+rt from the bed and hastily wiped himself with it.  “Give me 10 minutes.  Let me take a cold shower …….”

Everybody nodded, watched as he walked into the bathroom, and immediately turned towards Ai Qing.

Ai Qing nervously smiled with a guilty conscience.  “These two are CS players from Scandinavia, members of Team SK.”

The Norwegian was obviously in a good mood and spoke with his just-learned Chinese “Ni Hao (h.e.l.lo).”

The young girl on the team followed Solo more closely, and thus knew more than the team about the CS scene, took an exaggerated breath.  “An all-star team!  Is our captain going to marry into an all-star team?”[1]

……

The Norwegian lightly smiled, but looked at Ai Qing cluelessly.

Ai Qing quietly translated for him, to which he nodded and told them that his team was very interested in recruiting Dt to organize an Asia DotA team under SK.  Ai Qing responsibly translated, again, back to the team.  Everybody was in a state of wonderment and one after another looked back at the bathroom.

At the age of fifteen, Dt had already attracted the best team in China and now an all-star Scandinavian team …… the average person at this age wouldn’t have any idea about what they should and shouldn't do.  Many of these people wouldn’t have a grasp on the concept of their “future,” but Dt’s professional career was already enviable.

The two Scandinavians exchanged contact information with Dt before leaving.  Right before they left, when the Norwegian hugged Ai Qing to say his farewell, he happily said, “Goodbye Frigg.”

Ai Qing didn’t know what in the world the name meant and quietly asked Dt, “What is Frigg?”

“In Scandinavian mythology, she’s a G.o.ddess of love, Frigg.”[2]

“Then what does that have to do with me?”

Dt was slightly taller than Ai Qing.  When she looked at him, she had to raise her head up somewhat and saw an uneasy expression.  It seemed that he hesitated for a while before speaking, “Just now when we talked about why I liked esport compet.i.tions, I told them that I pa.s.sed by a place one summer and saw a girl competing there.”

From his expression, Ai Qing understood something and then suddenly couldn’t believe it herself, “Don’t tell me?  Was it me?  Did you really see that match three years ago in Guangzhou?”

Dt drank from his water bottle and finally nodded his head reluctantly.

She was in a state of astonishment in the beginning, which soon ended in laughter as she placed a hand on Dt’s shoulder as support.  “Good, then the person, who was chosen by China’s top team and then by an amazing team like SK, turns out to have been influenced to start by me,” she saw Dt’s face which was in obvious embarra.s.sment.  She suppressed her desire to continue teasing and happily asked, “Then why Frigg?”

Dt remained silent for some time before answering, “Maybe it’s because you were the one who made me fall in love with esports.”

When he spoke these words, his voice was completely earnest.