Author: Thirteen pure onesMachine Translation
She glanced at Su Fuyun.
Xia Ling: He-he! Destined to be alone forever!
She exhaled a long breath, as if she had exhaled all the foul air in her lungs. Xia Ling regained her spirits.
“Come on!” So be it, what was there to be afraid of?
“Very good!” Su Fuyun admired her ambition.
Back then, he did not have any outstanding results. However, a domestic esports demon king had always been defeated by him when he fought against him in the club.
Without the glory of being the champion or the champion of the national server, all Su Fuyun could do was play games.
The only thing he could teach the girl was how to play the game to the extreme.
Seriously, the two continued to play the game.
One night, Su Fuyun didn’t let her go until 11 pm.
Even though she had mentally prepared herself, Xia Ling still felt dizzy when she got up.
For most people, she was already outstanding enough, but compared to Su Fuyun, who was a demon king in the game, the gap was very obvious.
After leaving the game, Su Fuyun finally revealed his warm side.
He took the initiative to grab Xia Ling’s wrist and held her steady.
He asked softly, “How are you?”
Xia Ling glared at him. She really wanted to say, “Just experience the feeling of being tortured for an entire night and you’ll know if it’s good or not.”
But…
From the time she knew Su Fuyun until now, she had never seen Su Fuyun being tortured before.
She silently swallowed back the words of being tortured.
Xia Ling: “I cannot be better! I feel like I’m standing on a flying car. Su Fuyun, next time, please bring a wheelchair. If you continue to solo with me like this, please push me back. Thank you.”
“Yes, this is the first step to making you realize the gap between you and those experts. The spring season isn’t that simple. I don’t know how much worse I am now than I was back then, but I’m more than enough to fight you,” Su Fuyun said seriously. After thinking for a while, he agreed to her suggestion. “Next time. If you don’t have a wheelchair, I’ll carry you back.”
“Oh…” I’d rather carry her back. Can’t you be gentler with me?
STEEL STRAIGHT MAN!
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Su Fuyun used his own unique method to care for Xia Ling.
Every day, he would beat her until 23 o’clock. Then, he would find a lot of team videos and information and repeatedly explain it to Xia Ling.
This hellish training intensity lasted for half a month.
Half a month later, Su Fuyun said, “Go, get your qualification for the spring season and challenge CICI.”
CICI was the number one single player in the Ice Lemon Club. His style was steady and not strong in offense, but his defense was flawless. It was a very hard nut to crack.
Xia Ling: “Okay!”
She sent a battle invitation to CICI.
In this competition, two out of three wins was the final choice for the spring season LPL. She could not lose!
At the same time, CICI and the others knew that Su Fuyun had been training this rookie girl recently.
CICI and the others had also studied the rookie girl. She was very aggressive and continued Su Fuyun’s fast and accurate style, but her weakness was also obvious.
Her attacks were not as sharp as Su Fuyun’s. Moreover, in her previous battles, once her rhythm was broken, her entire state would appear weak.
“Ha! Brother, let’s teach this rookie a lesson!”
“That’s right, let her know how powerful our veteran members are! Not just anyone can step on us to get to the top!”
CICI responded. On the surface, he appeared calm and collected, but his heart was also tense.
The cruelty of esports lay in that CICI was now 23 years old. This year might be his last spring season.
