Arriving at their destination, Lin Jing, who had followed the competition through the live broadcast, let out a couple of "Oh ohs." As she got out of the car, she casually said, "Sure, since you've asked, I'll design something later."
The senior student was delighted. She slung an arm around Lin Jing's and they entered the quiet bar. "Jingjing, you're the most reliable one."
The two ordered two wheat beers with low alcohol content and chatted aimlessly for a while. Suddenly, the senior student's phone buzzed a few times, likely with group messages. She glanced at it for a moment, then pressed the screen and sent a voice message: "Okay, I'm quite bored right now. I'm with a good junior schoolmate I met when I was in the UK. We can make up two people for you guys."
"Great, great, then we'll go online."
The senior student looked up at Lin Jing. "Come on, play Honor of Kings with my friends?"
"Huh?" Lin Jing was surprised. "I'm really bad at it, and I haven't played in a long time."
"It's okay, it's just a casual game. Ten people in a room, and the losing side sends out red envelopes," the senior student said as she logged into Honor of Kings. "You must have a high-level account, knowing so much about heroes. Don't give me any more excuses."
Since breaking up with Sheng Kuang, Lin Jing hadn't logged into her Honor of Kings account. Although she had applied for a new WeChat account overseas, she hadn't applied for any gaming accounts.
In the beginning, she played games for fun. Later, she played with Sheng Kuang. After moving to the UK, the interest in entertainment waned, and seeing the game brought back too many sad memories, so she naturally avoided it.
Even though she hadn't played the game, it had always been downloaded on her phone.
It was like a habit. No matter how many phones she changed, she would always download this game when downloading apps.
Since the senior student had invited her so enthusiastically, Lin Jing, who wasn't particularly good at refusing people, used her past memory to enter her password twice and successfully logged into her old WeChat account, then into the game.
She wasn't friends with the senior student on WeChat, so they also didn't have any in-game friends. After adding each other, Lin Jing didn't even have time to check the status of her long-dormant account before she was pulled into the room by the senior student.
There were only three people in the room: herself, the senior student, and someone she didn't recognize.
However, the person's voice sounded slightly familiar. It wasn't until the senior student called out the person's name that Lin Jing realized it was a popular streamer on a certain platform.
Within a few seconds, a few more people gradually joined. Some had streamer tags, and some had professional player tags.
Lin Jing looked at the lineup and silently took a sip of her wine.
She thought it was a casual game with the senior student's netizens or friends, but unexpectedly, they were all prominent figures in the game.
Everyone was free to team up, but due to the senior student and herself being non-professionals and non-streamers, they were split up.
It was like each side had a "拖油瓶" (drag) carrying them.
The later the people joined, the more intimidating they were. Even Yang Sinian from GDT showed up.
Yang Sinian's condition had been declining sharply since last year, especially in the spring season that just ended, where he hadn't played much.
However, GDT's performance had also been deteriorating year after year. In this year's spring season, they had fallen out of S group and into A group.
Yang Sinian was on Lin Jing's opposite side. Because of Sheng Kuang, Lin Jing had disliked him quite a bit back then. Now, two years later, although the gap between him and Sheng Kuang had widened considerably, she still couldn't bring herself to feel any goodwill towards him.
There were ten people in the room, with three or four professional players, including two who were on the main roster and were quite familiar with Sheng Kuang.
But Lin Jing thought the world was too big, she wouldn't just run into Sheng Kuang by being pulled into a casual game by a friend as soon as she returned to the country.
Just as this thought solidified in Lin Jing's mind, an avatar jumped into the last available slot.
With a professional player tag, the name below it was so glaring that Lin Jing almost threw her phone away.
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Sheng Kuang's eyes seemed to ignore everyone else and focused solely on killing her.
As the game progressed, Lin Jing died too many times. Everyone else couldn't stand it anymore, and Lin Jing's teammates, not caring much about winning or losing, consciously started to protect her.
But Sheng Kuang truly had the demeanor of "plucking the enemy general's head from a million troops as easily as lifting a hand." He would risk his own life to take down Lin Jing.
Given all this, Sheng Kuang still wanted to kill Lin Jing, which was frankly disrespectful to Lin Jing. Someone tried to ease the atmosphere by saying, "God Kuang, you can't bully like this. This is total domestic violence."