Lin Jing stared blankly at the spectacle, her mind in a whirl.
What did he mean by lacking a boss?
Was he trying to poach Jiang Zui's business?
He had indeed been tricking her; what he really wanted to know wasn't whether she was good at games.
A brief silence fell in the training room.
Ten seconds later, Lin Jing blinked a couple of times, "I..."
She hadn't figured out what to say, and after starting, she stopped. She slowly swallowed, her brain finally coming up with an idea: "...I can't afford to support you."
Sheng Kuang was probably not expecting her to ponder for so long and come up with such a statement. He clearly froze for a moment.
Seeing Sheng Kuang freeze, Lin Jing also froze.
A second later, she realized what she had just said.
I can't afford to support you.
Support.
Lin Jing subconsciously opened her mouth.
Before she could speak, the training room door was suddenly pushed open.
It was Chen Jing and Lan Bowen.
One had finished playing and wanted a drink, while the other had been in Chen Jing's room for a while and wanted to go back upstairs.
"Holy crap, who didn't turn off the lights?" Chen Jing saw Sheng Kuang and Lin Jing and froze, "Uh... what are you two doing here at this late hour, not sleeping?"
Lin Jing opened her mouth again.
Even though she and Sheng Kuang hadn't done anything, just played a few games, she felt a sense of panic for some reason.
It was as if she was secretly reading a novel in class and was almost caught by the teacher.
Compared to her slight panic, Sheng Kuang was much calmer, "Playing games."
"What rank, bring me along," Chen Jing became interested, "I just lost several games in a row, those noobs, the marksman was an idiot, and they still had the nerve to blame me, a support, for being bad. Forget it, never mind, pull me in, pull me in."
Lan Bowen grabbed Chen Jing, "Pull you in, my ass. You play Cai Wenji, shouting 'I'm flanking' with your ultimate on, who wouldn't scold you? Also, weren't you going to get drinks? What are you doing here?"
Chen Jing: "What do you mean I'm just hanging around? Games are meant to be fun with more people, right? Five-man queues are the best, aren't they, Kuang Zai? Aren't they, Lin Mei Mei?"
Lan Bowen: "..."
Sheng Kuang: "..."
Seeing that Sheng Kuang and Lan Bowen weren't responding, Lin Jing paused for a couple of seconds, "I'm not playing anymore, you guys play. I'm going upstairs to sleep."
Chen Jing was greatly disappointed, "Ah? Not playing? What time is it? Let's play a few more rounds."
Lin Jing shook her head, "I'm short."
Chen Jing: "Ah?"
Lin Jing said seriously, "When I don't want someone to stand in front of me, I don't want them to see my scalp."
Chen Jing didn't understand, "What do you mean?"
Lin Jing ignored him, not daring to look at Sheng Kuang either. She said to Lan Bowen, "Bye."
Sheng Kuang hummed, "Bye."
Lin Jing's spine stiffened, and she ran off without looking back.
Lan Bowen looked at Sheng Kuang, who had said goodbye before him, and let out a meaningful "tsk."
Sheng Kuang ignored him and picked up his phone, preparing to get up.
Chen Jing blocked him, "Don't go, Kuang Zai, you promised to play games."
"Not playing," Sheng Kuang paused, "I don't want to be scanned by the camera on my scalp when I look down during the competition."
"What scalp? What do you mean? Why are you saying the same thing as Lin Mei Mei?" Seeing that he couldn't get anything out of Sheng Kuang, Chen Jing looked at Lan Bowen, "No, Wen Zi, why are you laughing? And laughing so creepily."
Lan Bowen chuckled again, "Nothing, I'm just happy after eating some candy."
Chen Jing: "What candy? Why won't you share it with me?"
Sheng Kuang closed his eyes and interrupted Chen Jing, "Do you really want to play?"
Chen Jing entered the game, "Of course."
Sheng Kuang didn't say anything and also entered the game.
Lan Bowen, who had been planning to go upstairs to sleep, no longer felt rushed. He sat or leaned against the table, looking like he was about to watch a show.
Three minutes later, Sheng Kuang sent a message via voice-to-text to the whole team: "Niu Mo is in the grass next to the Tyrant."
Five minutes later, Sheng Kuang sent a message via voice-to-text to the whole team: "Niu Mo is in the grass next to your marksman."
Eight minutes later, Sheng Kuang sent a message via voice-to-text to the whole team: "Niu Mo is in the grass next to your red buff."
Twelve minutes later, Chen Jing, who had died eight times, had a mental breakdown: "F**k you, Sheng Kuang, what the hell is wrong with you, why do you keep revealing my position to the enemy?"
The game ended, Chen Jing: "Shit, I got reported, and it was successful."
Sheng Kuang tilted his head and looked at the exasperated Chen Jing, "Want to play again?"
"Play my ass, I'm an idiot if I play with you again." Chen Jing stood up, kicked the chair behind him, and stormed off.
...
Back in her room, having been outside, Lin Jing, who had mild潔癖 (germaphobia), took another shower.
Lying in bed, she felt like everything that happened tonight was a dream, lacking a sense of reality.
She felt as if she were walking on clouds, her entire body feeling floaty for a while, and she couldn't help but pick up her phone.
At this point, she wasn't sure if Lan Tingting was asleep, but it didn't matter. When she woke up tomorrow, Lan Tingting would reply to her message.
Lin Jing tapped on the chat interface of "Lan Tingting." Thinking that the story was long, she decided to send a long voice message.
...
Sheng Kuang, after taking a shower, heard his phone ring several times.
He was only wearing pants, his upper body bare, and while drying his hair, he walked to the bedside and picked up his phone.
The girl living on the third floor was still awake at this hour.
Sheng Kuang looked at the series of voice messages and tapped one open.
"Ahhhhhhhh I'm going crazy."
"Wuwuwuwuwuwu I feel like I'm dreaming."
"Can you believe it? I duoed with Sheng Kuang, and he told me he needed a boss for the new season and asked if I wanted to be his boss. Ahhhhhh what should I answer?"
...
After sending a few crying voice messages to "Lan Tingting," Lin Jing switched to typing on the nine-key input method.
... You say, if I didn't give him a reply tonight, will he pretend like it never happened tomorrow? My brain was really a bit foggy at the time, wuwuwuwuwu. Although I can't afford to support him, I still want to support him... Su Dan Novel Network
As she was typing enthusiastically, a voice message popped up on the screen.
Without thinking, she tapped to play it.
"Just say yes."
ps: Sorry, sorry for the unstable updates. I accept criticism. There are 2 more chapters today~