Jiang Yuejian is fascinated by the human eye

Chapter 5 Chapter 5
supper?

Seeing him coming over, Zhong Yuebai quickly closed the browser on the computer and reached out to take the packaging bag he handed to her.

"Thank you, Captain Qu." She said her thanks obediently, and after placing the midnight snack on the table next to her, she found that the boy hadn't moved. She looked up in confusion, only to see him staring at her computer screen thoughtfully.

Didn't she close the webpage that discussed the Wave players?

Zhong Yuebai thought to herself, and couldn't help turning her head to look at her computer screen - when she switched to the web page just now, she forgot to click on the friend list in the game interface, and the gray ID was still hanging quietly in the top group. Inside, it is particularly conspicuous.

She didn't know why, but she suddenly felt a little embarrassed, but suddenly she heard him ask——

"Is that Riddle's trumpet?"

"Huh?" She was stunned for a moment, but she saw him pouting at her computer, "That account, 1234QWER, I remember it's the AD account from Wave, right? Duplicate names are not allowed in the Korean server."

Qu Yao's expression did not change, and nothing was wrong. However, she felt more embarrassed for no reason. Her face temperature rose unconsciously, and she responded vaguely.

Noticing her embarrassed expression, and then looking at the separate groups of IDs, Qu Yao felt that he seemed to understand something, and a smile flashed in his eyes, "I'm just asking, why are you nervous?"

"I'm not nervous." Zhong Yuebai waved his hands hurriedly, but when he met the boy's funny eyes, he couldn't help but explain awkwardly, "We just met while playing rank. I don't know why he added me..." The girl was babbling. The look in his eyes and the slightly helpless look made Qu Yao couldn't bear to tease her any more, and he smiled lightly and said, "You must be very good at supporting."

However, the sudden compliment made her even more unsure of how to react.

"Professional players generally only add people they know. If you add strangers, it means your strength must have been recognized." Qu Yao explained, with a trace of sadness on his face inadvertently, which was quickly replaced by an encouraging smile, "So , come on, the future of The Sky."

Under the bright white light, his smile was filled with warm encouragement, but there was a hint of loneliness in his eyes.

Zhong Yuebai said subconsciously, "Captain Qu, that's not your fault. You just have bad luck this time. You will definitely win the championship next year."

The girl raised her head slightly, her extremely well-born eyes were full of serious relief, and her face as delicate as beautiful porcelain revealed the innocence of this age, as pure and gentle as clouds.

She seems to be a very sensitive and soft-hearted girl.

Qu Yao was startled for a moment, and then he smiled helplessly, "No, that's my fault. If I could win the dragon steadily, maybe we would win, but there are no ifs in this world. I didn't do it. It’s the responsibility of a jungler.”

"Team Qu..."

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore." Qu Yao shook his head and interrupted her gently, "Remember to eat your late-night snack while it's hot. I'll go back first."

Zhong Yuebai tactfully stopped the topic, "Goodbye, Captain Qu."

The thin boy nodded. The moment he walked out of the training room, he suddenly turned back and smiled, "By the way, the coach asked you to rest early today. Your youth training has a meeting at ten o'clock tomorrow."

The smile looking back was so complex and elusive that before she could discern it clearly, it disappeared from the door of the training room.

"What?" Zhong Yuebai vaguely felt that something was wrong with his mood, but then he thought about it. Losing the game would not be easy for anyone. Besides, he was also a famous star jungler. It was not her turn to comfort or persuade. Little youth training members worry.

When she thought about it, she gave up.

After finishing the late night snack and playing two ranked games, it was already past one o'clock in the morning.

Zhong Yuebai stretched greatly and was about to close the game and computer when the gray ID in his friends list suddenly lit up.

The mouse was stuck on closing the window for three seconds and was not pressed.

1234QWER Online
Didn't he just return to Korea?

Just as I was thinking about it, the game system suddenly sounded a message reminder, click on it——

【01:20】1234QWER: zzzzzzzz (laughing)

Hi

Zhong Yuebai suddenly felt his heart beat faster. What should he do? The first thing the male god did after returning to China was to chat with him. Is he interested in her?Very anxious to wait online.

However, YY belongs to YY. She went to Partv's Riddle live broadcast room and took a look. It was not broadcast, so she switched back and pretended to type calmly——

【01:25】Mist: Hi

Wave win. (Wave won)

Back there was quick.

【01:25】1234QWER: Yes.（Yes）
zzzzzzz (laughing)

Did you watch the final? (Did you watch the final?)

【01:26】Mist: Fascinating final.
Lucian took the Baron.
Riddle played god. (Riddle is like a savior.)
Butare you a progamer? If you don't mind. (But...are you a progamer? If you don't mind answering.)
Zhong Yuebai sent four lines of words at once, then covered his hot face and stared at the dialog box with a guilty conscience.

This time, there was no immediate reply.

3 minute later.

The dialog box remained silent.

Her mentality gradually changed from guilty to unbearable, and then from unbearable to embarrassment.

Almost subconsciously, she crackled out another sentence——

【01:30】Mist: Never mind, i go sleep, bye. (Forget it, I go to sleep, bye.)
Then decisively shut down the game.

Zhong Yuebai, I tell you to pretend.

She patted her head helplessly.

Speaking of which, what she just explained to Qu Yao was not completely true. At least, she concealed part of the truth.

The fact is that it is quite easy for players with high tiers in the Korean server to get into the same game.So, whenever he started broadcasting, she would secretly wait for him to order games and queue up together. In this way, at least seven or eight out of ten games would be queued up for the same game, even though most of the time she felt like she was being punished by God. She was in the enemy's camp. Anyway, her original intention was just to meet him, nothing more.

Perhaps because of her good strength and familiar face, after a rare victory of the same camp, her tentative friend request was actually accepted!
At that moment, she was so excited that her hands were trembling, and she felt that her life was complete.

Especially when the other party took the initiative to send a message asking her——

Are you a pro? (Are you a professional player?)

Are you a pro.
The screenshot of this sentence is still saved in her mobile phone.

Just like the first interaction between an idol and a fan, it is marked with a special symbol of cross-era significance——

Are you a pro? (Are you a professional player?)

No. (No.)
You play well. (You play well.)
Thx. (Thank you.)
(End of this chapter)