Lin Jing: "..."
[All] Ultraman (Mirror): ...
Yu Zhou died too many times. Although neither of them bothered with the minion waves later on, because Sheng Kuang had cleared more minions initially, Yu Zhou's first defense tower was gradually worn down by the minion waves.
In a 1v1 PK, losing the first defense tower meant losing the game. Before Lin Jing could even clearly see Yu Zhou's subsequent words appearing on the screen, the game was over.
Immediately after, Sheng Kuang's phone rang a few times, seemingly a WeChat notification.
He didn't rush to check the message. Instead, he returned to the homepage, clicked into his inventory, and skillfully selected fifty "Intense Love Roses" to gift her.
Last night, he had already done something like this in front of a whole live stream. Today, he did it again. Compared to yesterday, today only she could see his action, and there was no need to worry about it causing him unnecessary trouble. Logically, she should have been very calm. Yet, she found that seeing him do this on her computer made her heart skip a beat.
This feeling made her more flustered than the nervousness of being misunderstood by the viewers in the live stream yesterday.
After sending the roses, Sheng Kuang unhurriedly exited the game and clicked into WeChat.
WeChat was less public than a game. Although Sheng Kuang wasn't hiding it from her, Lin Jing still felt it was inappropriate to stare directly. She lowered her head to look at her own phone.
In reality, it made little difference whether she looked or not, because the other party had sent a voice message. Sheng Kuang wasn't wearing earphones, nor did he bring his phone to his ear.
Although the volume of the public broadcast wasn't loud, it was enough for her to hear clearly.
"No way? Bro?"
This voice, without even thinking, she knew it was Yu Zhou.
"I said, when I used to beg you to PK with me, you wouldn't even bother with me. How come you suddenly offered to PK with me today? So it's because of that 0-10-1?"
Lin Jing: "..."
Is this guy ever going to stop? She had a nickname in the game, why did he keep calling her 0-10-1? Was he afraid people wouldn't remember her embarrassing record?
She suddenly regretted her moment of softness.
She shouldn't have been so hasty to say it was enough. She should have let Sheng Kuang kill him twice more in the fountain.
"Also, bro, I'm your brother. I'm the one you should protect. How can you help an outsider who's 0-10-1 bully me."
"..."
Thank you, she accepted being called an outsider. But the 0-10-1 part beforehand was completely unnecessary.
Lin Jing couldn't help but roll her eyes. Her peripheral vision happened to sweep across the computer screen in front of her.
Then, she watched with her own eyes as Sheng Kuang slowly tapped out the nine-square grid and began typing.
Lin Jing entered the room: "Okay."
Sheng Kuang didn't say anything and directly clicked start.
Except when he was supporting Lin Jing, Sheng Kuang spoke quite a lot. At other times, he was like a live stream, with very few words.
Besides the game's sound effects, the room was occasionally interspersed with Lin Jing's reminders like "The enemy's blue buff is respawning," or "The small jungle monster in the middle river is still there."
Neither of them noticed anything amiss. Unknowingly, they had played three games.
As they were matching for the fourth game, Sheng Kuang's door was suddenly knocked: "Sheng Kuang."
Hearing Lan Bowen's voice, Lin Jing's mind went blank for a second, then she realized she was still in Sheng Kuang's room.
At first, she had come to spectate. Later, when they were playing games, she could have gone back to her own room.
The door was knocked twice more.
Lin Jing hastily glanced at Sheng Kuang, noticing he was acting like nothing was wrong. He stood up, holding his phone with one hand, and walked towards the door.