translator: Oyen editor: Ciel
“Thank you for letting me win [smile].” After winning the match, Xiao Han sent this sentence once again.
Su Cheng sent a thumbs-up emoticon: “God Han is awesome!”
After a friendly handshake, they stepped off the stage.
With so many highlights in the match, the director continued to broadcast the scenes in slow motion, allowing the commentators to explain the exquisite operations of both god Han and captain Su to the audience, and how they equalled the blood volume so many times in a row, and how the final kill was completed. All three games were very fierce, and the audience loved watching such a match.
“Both players have their own characteristics,” Ye Chao concluded. “However, this is the end of the match for the time being. Everyone is welcome to look at the replays on the official website to study the great gods’ operations.”
“Group C’s matches will be up next,” Liang Ru agreed. “Let’s go for a short advertisement break once again.”
***
After exiting the stage, Xiao Han met the official reporter who had been waiting there.
Seeing him walk by, the reporter immediately plastered on a smile and thrust the microphone before him. “God Han, congratulations on your 2:1 win. How do you think you fared in the match?”
Still putting on the airs of a great god, Xiao Han touched his chin calmly. “Should be alright.”
Then, the reporter asked. “Do you think your opponent Su Cheng played well?”
“He played alright,” Xiao Han replied.
Reporter. “…”
When did god Han learn this roundabout, taichi style of answering questions?!
“Please briefly evaluate your opponent in the match,” the reporter then asked.
“Captain Su plays calmly,” Xiao Han responded. “His reflexes are quick and his thinking is flexible. He is a very good player, and is better than me in maths.”
The reporter smiled, asking, “Is god Han bad at math?”
Xiao Han replied bluntly. “I am not good at math and Chinese, only good at English.”
The reporter followed and asked, “Do you still study Chinese with god Mo?”
Xiao Han nodded. “En.”
“Then, did god Mo teach you the phrase ‘thanks for letting me win’? Do you know the meaning of this phrase?” The reporter questioned.
“En.” Xiao Han nodded again. “Thanking the opponent is a modest thing to say after winning the game.”
“Awesome!” The reporter gave him a thumbs-up. “Everyone thinks that your Chinese skills are getting better. Does teacher Qin Mo use any special methods to teach you Chinese?”
“Memorise the Xinhua dictionary.” Xiao Han replied seriously.
Reporter. “…”
The audience on-scene burst into peals of laughter. Unexpectedly, Qin Mo forced Xiao Han to memorise the dictionary every day. It really was somewhat pitiful.
With such a strict teacher Qin Mo, no wonder god Han’s Chinese improved so quickly!
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
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“Necessary.” Xiao Han replied.
Then he took the initiative to embrace Qin Mo. “I won the match, thanking the captain for his encouragement.”
Qin Mo. “……”
Other players. “……”
No one could compete with god Han’s shamelessness. Qin Mo didn’t hug or encourage him, so he took the initiative to hug Qin Mo and encourage himself. Looking at Qin Mo’s stiff expression, everyone felt rather amused—— Qin Mo looked cold and proud, but god Han’s thick skin was probably his biggest nemesis, right?
After Xiao Han sat down beside him, the expressionless Qin Mo returned Xiao Han the note from earlier, placing it in his hand.
“What’s wrong?” Xiao Han wondered.
“Look at your handwriting.” Qin Mo replied coldly.
Looking carefully, Xiao Han concluded. “None of them are written wrongly.”
“The handwriting is ugly.” Qin Mo reminded him.
Xiao Han lowered his head to take another look. The characters were indeed sloppy and crooked, much like how a kindergarten child would write them. It was simply incomparable to Qin Mo’s perfect handwriting.
“When you sign autographs for fans, do you also use this sort of worm-like characters?” Qin Mo questioned. “Aren’t you afraid that the fans will reject them?”
Xiao Han shook his head in denial. “When writing these two words ‘Xiao Han’, my handwriting is actually very good. If you don’t believe me, I can show you.”
Taking out a pen, he wrote the two words ‘Xiao Han’ on the note. Indeed, the handwriting was natural and unrestrained. The characters themselves were especially beautiful when contrasted to the worm-like kindergarten handwriting next to it.
“You went for special practice just to write your own name?” Qin Mo was speechless.
“Well, my father taught me these two words, and he writes well.” Xiao Han smiled. “I only sign these two words when I sign autographs. The fans all think that my handwriting is beautiful and worthy of the Dragon Song club’s captaincy.”
Dragon Song’s boss, Liu Chuan, could write beautiful calligraphy. Xiao Han’s master, Li Cangyu, also had a bold and powerful style of writing. The fans thought that Xiao Han had inherited this excellent tradition and admired him as a mixed-race who wrote Chinese characters well, but as the result… only the signature of ‘Xiao Han’ was written well, and the other characters were simply terrible.
Qin Mo was helpless. “If someone asks you to add something extra to the autograph in the future, such as ‘wishing you all the best’ or ‘wishing you happiness every day’ and so on, with those sorts of blessing, won’t your ugly handwriting be revealed?”
Feeling that this was indeed a problem, Xiao Han asked Qin Mo, “What should I do then?”
“Practice calligraphy when you’re free.” Qin Mo replied.
Xiao Han immediately nodded in agreement. “Great, then you can teach me!”
Practicing handwriting was secondary, Xiao Han actually had other ideas in his heart. If Qin Mo taught him how to write, Qin Mo would definitely hold him from behind, hold his hand, and teach him how to write the characters one stroke at a time. The scene, when pictured in the mind, was extremely beautiful. At that time, he could also occasionally look back and steal a kiss; Qin Mo would definitely blush.
Seeing Xiao Han laughing inexplicably, Qin Mo wondered, “What are you laughing at?”
Coughing quickly, Xiao Han touched his nose. “Nothing, I’m really happy to have won the game.”
***
The group matches scheduled for the morning were soon over. During the lunch break, the four players went for lunch with Liu Xiang, before returning to the hotel.
Shen He and Liu Hong had a match in the afternoon, so they went for a nap after returning to the hotel. However, Xiao Han didn’t want to nap; he would rather Qin Mo teach him how to write. Helpless, Qin Mo could only bring him to the nearest supermarket to buy exercise books.
The two people were strolling around the supermarket when two bright-eyed girls suddenly approached them. “Are you god Han and god Mo?! You really are!”
They didn’t expect to meet fans in the supermarket. Qin Mo nodded indifferently, while Xiao Han checked to make sure that there were no paparazzi around. After verifying that it was just two girls, Xiao Han let down his guard and greeted them. “Hello.”
Both girls were excited, immediately taking out their notebooks and pens from backpacks.
The long-haired girl leaned forward and asked, “Can both great gods give us your autograph?”
Nodding, Qin Mo took the pen and notebook she handed over, signed the words ‘Qin Mo’ properly on the notebook, before handing it to Xiao Han.
Xiao Han also signed his name on the book, and added today’s date. Taking the notebooks with both hands, the fans excitedly thanked them. “Great! Thank you god Han, thank you god Mo! We went to the stadium today to watch the match, both god Mo and god Han were really handsome! Fighting!”
“Yes, thank you.” Xiao Han replied.
The short-haired girl standing beside her also handed Xiao Han her notebook. “Today is my birthday, will god Han sign a birthday wish?”
Xiao Han. “…”
Wouldn’t he be busted like this?!
Thinking quickly, Xiao Han immediately responded. “Let god Mo sign it for you.”
He handed the book to Qin Mo, who had no choice but to sign the word ‘Happy Birthday’, write his name and then hand it to Xiao Han. Xiao Han happily signed a beautiful name and replied to his fan: “Happy birthday!”
The girl didn’t think that Xiao Han would ask Qin Mo to sign these four words. They bowed excitedly and thanked them, taking their leave after receiving the autographs so as to not disturb their idols any longer.
Qin Mo watched the two ladies walk away, helplessly asking, “If I’m not around next time, and other fans ask you to write birthday wishes for them, what will you do?”
“Then, I will write ‘happy birthday’ in English,” Xiao Han replied calmly.
Qin Mo: “……”
His written Chinese characters were ugly, so he translated them and wrote in English. This could be considered an innovative and witty idea on Xiao Han’s part. But, could everything be translated like this? Wouldn’t it be weird to translate a phrase like ‘good luck and smooth sailing’ into English?
Turning around, Qin Mo took two calligraphy books from the shelf. “Go back and practice your calligraphy obediently.”
“Okay, teacher Qin.” Xiao Han immediately nodded.
***
After returning to the hotel, Xiao Han was excited. “Xiao Mo, come and teach me.”
His mind was full of the scene where Qin Mo hugged him from behind, holding his hand and teaching him how to write stroke by stroke, only for Qin Mo to sit on his bed, indifferently leaving him instructions. “Just copy from the book.”
Xiao Han. “…”
Wait a minute, why was the method of practicing calligraphy different from his imagination?
Sitting by the bedside, Qin Mo looked at his mobile phone for a while. Discovering that Xiao Han was frozen stiff, he raised an eyebrow. “Why? Didn’t you want to practice calligraphy?”
“I think that teacher should hold my hand and teach me, so as to form good writing habits.” Xiao Han replied seriously.
“Only three-year-old children in kindergarten need their hands held,” Qin Mo replied. “You’re already so old, you just need to copy from the book.”
Looking at the exercise book on the table, Xiao Han really wanted to cry, but the tears wouldn’t come. He already knew how boring practicing calligraphy was, and had long since given up on it.
After a moment of silence, Xiao Han suddenly had an idea, “I want to learn brush calligraphy.”
Qin Mo wondered. “Why would you suddenly want to learn brush calligraphy?”
Walking over, Xiao Han sat down beside him and whispered in his ear. “Because if I learn brush calligraphy, you can hold me from behind and teach me how to hold a brush.”
Qin Mo. “…”
So he had this kind of idea, no wonder he wanted to practice calligraphy!
Qin Mo’s face was flushed with rage. He wanted to turn around and hit Xiao Han, but was caught and kissed instead.
The moment his lips were covered, Qin Mo suddenly stiffened up, wanting to push Xiao Han away, but Xiao Han took the opportunity to press Qin Mo down onto the hotel’s soft bed.
Xiao Han’s tongue pried open his teeth enthusiastically and drove straight in, tangling with Qin Mo’s own in a gentle yet domineering manner, sometimes kissing, other times licking and sucking. Dizzy from Xiao Han’s superb kissing skills, Qin Mo’s cheeks flushed red.
After a long time, Xiao Han let go of him, whispering against his lips. “Xiao Mo, I suddenly feel that in the future, we can practice calligraphy and do it on the table at the same time…”
Qin Mo. “…..”
Before he could finish, Qin Mo bent his knee, swinging it upwards to make contact with Xiao Han’s stomach, forcing the other to loosen his grip. Seizing the opportunity, the blushing Qin Mo immediately pushed Xiao Han away. “Don’t say such things in public!’
Xiao Han rubbed his stomach innocently. “Is the table not good? How about we replace it with a chair?”
“…” Rolling over, Qin Mo pushed him onto the bed, covering him with a quilt. “Shut up and take a nap!”
Xiao Han’s muffled voice came through the quilt. “I want to sleep with my wife.”
Raising his eyebrows, Qin Mo smothered him in the quilt. “What did you just call me? Say it again?”
Xiao Han immediately changed his tune. “God Mo!”
Qin Mo calmed down a little. Listening to Xiao Han’s depressed voice from the quilt, his lips couldn’t help but curve upwards.
In fact, Xiao Han’s calm and composed appearance in front of fans and reporters was a disguise. He had been blackened many times when younger because he constantly used the wrong terms, and over time, eventually spoke less when under public eye. Whenever he was interviewed, Xiao Han would reply with brief answers, most of them being ‘en’, ‘oh’, ‘good’, ‘ok’, which were short and helped him maintain a cool image.
In fact, he was as curious and straightforward as he was when they were young, but he would only shed all pretense and show his straightforward nature when he was with Qin Mo.
Qin Mo felt that things were good this way; they didn’t need to wear masks in front of each other.
Although Xiao Han was very direct, and usually came up with some unspeakable things to make Qin Mo blush with shame, it also proved that Xiao Han trusted him a lot.
Looking at the motionless figure in the quilt, Qin Mo worried that he would suffocate and immediately pulled the quilt off, only to catch sight of Xiao Han’s bright gaze.
Smiling, Xiao Han kissed Qin Mo’s forehead gently, whispering, “Go rest for now. We still have to watch the match this afternoon.”
Smiling, Qin Mo lay down on the bed next to him. Probably because he was amused by Xiao Han, Qin Mo’s dreams were full of warm spring flowers, and he woke with a smile on his lips.
He suddenly felt that for him to be with Xiao Han, this living treasure, was indeed a great blessing.
Ah ah ah kokoro tua saya nggak kuat! Terlalu manis, terlalu enak! Ah ah ah, harus rajin sikat gigi biar nggak berlubang kalau baca TKR XD
Lol, kita terima gulali dari TKR ini 🙈
‘Memorise the Xinhua Dictionary’ Xiao Han ah, don’t blacken Momo like that, hes also a very good teacher you know~ ah these two are really just too cute la,,, Poor Xiao Han, wanting to eat tofu but being ruthlessly rejected, poor guy. Hehe, at least he got the opportunity to call Momo lao po~ ~(＾◇^)/
Thank you for the chapter!
ikr, Qin Mo is a good teacher~ but Xiao Han is a naughty student, wanting to eat tofu 🤣
That lao po~ and then he gets hit lol, they’re cute ❤
You’re welcome~
Dog food alert. One ton truck dumping a mountain of dog food. No one is safe. Now that Xiao Han has the masters approval, he doesn’t care to hide it in front of other players.
he doesn’t even try to hide it, just spreading the dog food in front of other players 🤣
Hahaha so cute!!! These twoooo
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Thanks for the chapter
You’re welcome~
I like that there’s such a chapter with too much dog food between the competition chapters!~
It’s good to have a change sometimes~ These two are so sweet!~ (>̯-̮<̯) pleading for more ahh~
Looking forward to Shen He‘s and Liu Hong‘s matches!~ But this time will Shen He lose? …since the opponent in the next game will be much stronger…hmm~
Thank you for the chapter! ❤︎ ❤︎ ❤︎
Yes, it’s a sweet moment between the competition ❤
Maybe he will win? Shen He is good too~ 😘
You’re welcome~
Awww
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Buy buy buy! A thousand brushes in discount for fulfilling tofu life!!
Buy more tofu~ 🤣
Thanks for the update! 💞
You’re welcome~
hahaha he doesn’t want to learn calligraphy!!! don’t worry, your father in law can teach you!! it’s actually really sad that the reporters were so rude to xiao han when he was younger. i hope memorizing the xinhua dictionary helped a little bit. also i bet after qin mo fell asleep xiao han rolled over to hug him 🙂
thanks for the chapter!!
ikr, the reporters make fun of him, because he’s suck at chinese 😭
maybe I should memorizing xinhua dictionary too 🤣
he definitely rolled to hug Qin Mo 😏
You’re welcome~