Chapter 158: Making Other People's Hearts Ride a Roller Coaster

It feels like this fairy-like guy's skills reaching Platinum are a bit overstated.

Before the second game started, Bailu checked his battle history, and sure enough, someone had been carrying him.

Jiaer's skills were decent; carrying him to Platinum was no problem. Any higher than that would probably be difficult.

This was probably the reason his rank was stuck at Platinum.

So Bailu cooperated with him by picking Bai Qi, who had strong crowd control and could also supplement damage. That way, the tragic defeat of the first match wouldn't happen again.

She was, after all, an all-around gaming genius.

Bailu typed: I'll crowd-control the enemies, you go in. If I don't catch them, just safely farm minions and grow, okay~?

He replied: Okay.

As soon as her ultimate cooldown was ready, she could basically secure a kill. With her deliberately letting him take the kills, the fairy-like guy's KDA looked exceptionally pretty.

During a mid-game team fight, she typed again: Follow me.

She heavily controlled the enemy's core carry, and Huo Yanfang—whose economy skyrocketed after eating kills—dealt ridiculously high damage. He dumped all his skills, and the enemy squishies had to go dark-screen; only the tanks could take a bit of the beating.

While pushing the enemy's high-ground tower, the mid-lane mage suddenly typed a taunt: Trash marksman, without a support you're absolute zero.

Although it was censored, one didn't need to guess to know it wasn't anything nice.

Bailu clicked on the mage's economy: You're the trashiest one in the entire match, how do you have the face to scold others? Your economy isn't even as high as mine as a support, how do you even have the nerve?

Mage: Damn it, I'm just practicing a hero here.

Bailu: If you're practicing a hero, shut your trap and honestly practice your hero. Don't be a smart aleck. The one who starts the provocations is the cheap one, understand?

Mage: What the hell does it matter to you that I'm scolding the marksman?

Bailu: The marksman on my team matters to me.

Mage: ************** Duo-queueing bitches deserve to die.

Heh, that explosive temper of mine!

Zuan-district Bailu is online... Failed.

Because the fairy-like guy called her via in-game voice chat, and the moment she connected, she heard his low chuckle: "Bailu, why do you always lose your temper because of other people?"

In the first match, to protect him, she had died many times. When scolded by teammates, she hadn't said a word, silently continuing to play the game.

"You're not 'other people'! You are... huh?" Bailu's mouth twitched.

So the fairy-like guy saw that Weibo post?

She tentatively asked: "Huo's Following Mountain's Deer Release?"

He chuckled softly: "The ID is nicely chosen, isn't it?"

"...Nice what. The first time I saw it, I thought it was a CP fan ship name between me and the richest man in the world."

"…………"

Tang Xing, standing nearby, held back his laughter until his stomach ached.

Actually, she wasn't wrong.

Huo Yansui, Huo Yanfang—weren't they both him?

So he felt even more that this ID was brilliantly chosen.

False identity, true identity—both were included.

In a word: Genius!

The bot-lane duo went AFK, and the opposing team quickly won this match.

The mid-lane mage was mad to the point of insanity, standing in the fountain and typing toxic rants.

Powerless rage, and no one even paid him any attention.

So the mid-lane mage got even angrier.

What is more infuriating than teammates mutually flaming each other?

Being ignored.

Bailu: "Going again?"

Huo Yanfang reminded her: "No swearing allowed."

"...No can do. Scolding you makes me unable to help myself." Thinking for a moment, she asked: "Then how about changing the game?"

"What game."

"PUBG? Just the two of us teaming up; no one will scold you, and naturally I won't swear either. If you die, I'll revive you. If I die too, the two of us will just start another match."

"Okay."

"Have you ever played PUBG before?"

"Jiaer brought me to play a few times."

"Did you ever eat chicken?"

"No."

"I'll carry you to a chicken dinner! I'm super slick! I can even take you to chase your dreams! Oh, 'chase your dream' is gamer slang for going after air drops, and the air drop boxes are full of good gear."

"Okay."

Bailu applied for a smurf account, slaughtering wildly in low-tier lobbies like a god of war, effortlessly winning chicken dinners.

Even on the rare occasion they didn't win the dinner, they still got the chicken bones.

She was simply an unremarkable little gaming genius, nothing worth mentioning.

As the sky gradually darkened, Sister Huahua called out to her: "Xiaolu, stop playing games, time to eat."

There was no nightlife in the deep mountains; the villagers lived by the rule of sunrise to work and sunset to rest. Winter skies grew dark early, and they ate dinner just past five o'clock.

After finishing this match, Bailu told him: "A-sui, I'm going to eat dinner now. Let's play again another day."

"Okay."

"You need to eat your meals properly too. Bye-bye~~"

Her gaming avatar turned dark.

Huo Yanfang thought for a moment, exited PUBG, and logged back into Honor of Kings.

In gaming terms, he acted as a "grass-hider" the entire time. He didn't need to control anything; he just needed to find a safe place to hide, wait for her to run a circle outside, and come back to drop a bunch of good equipment for him.

After playing for nearly two hours, his rank had improved quite a bit, but his understanding of the game essentially remained at knowing how to pick up gear and consume medicine.

Even though team voice chat was open, she only kept reminding him to hide well and not get headshot by someone.

Playing Honor of Kings still offered much more interaction with her.

Tang Xing: "…………"

To chase a girl, President Huo was painfully grinding games—there was really no one else like him!

Wanting to show off and look cool in front of the girl he liked was a completely understandable sentiment. But did President Huo really think he could improve his gaming skills and then carry Xiaolu to effortless wins?

Surely not? Surely not?

Over on the other side, Bailu put down her iPad, happily followed behind Sister Huahua, and went to a local villager's home for dinner.

The villagers liked her so much that she ate every single meal at a different villager's house.

Having stayed for three days and eaten over a dozen meals, she had rotated through more than a dozen villagers' homes.

She distributed her favor evenly indeed.

She would be leaving first thing tomorrow morning, and this final meal was being held at the village committee office, with every family in the village contributing one dish.

Just thinking about it made it lively.

"Xiaolu is here, hurry up, we've just been waiting for you."

The village party secretary warmly ushered her in. Bailu was just greeting the enthusiastic villagers when she heard Xiaodan let out a gasp: "Teacher Lu, you didn't leave with the production crew?!"

Lu Yiting still had that tacky floral padded jacket draped over his shoulders, smiling with refined elegance: "I'm leaving with you guys tomorrow."

Bailu: "…………"

Her father's refined and elegant smile might fool outsiders, but it couldn't get past her sharp, discerning eyes.

She had a bad premonition.

Her dad was going to make other people's hearts ride a roller coaster again!

Xiaodan explained: "Teacher Lu, our Xiaolu is heading straight to Bangkok tomorrow to film a variety show, not returning to Beijing."

Lu Yiting smiled faintly: "So it's Bangkok."

Xiaodan: "...?"

Sister Huahua gripped her wrist so tightly that her breathing became unsteady: "Teacher Lu is... is this season's surprise guest star?!"

"Yes." Lu Yiting blinked gently: "Keep it a secret for me, please; I want to give everyone a surprise."

A surprise my ass!

Emperor Lu's variety show debut!

And it was a live broadcast, dammit!!

There was no surprise, only shock, okay?!

Her dad either stayed entirely invisible, or the moment he started working, he pulled off something this huge...

She really couldn't handle it anymore!

Bailu couldn't help herself and secretly rolled her eyes at her dad. As bad luck would have it, Mei Mei caught her. She immediately put on a sweet and obedient smile.

Mei Mei turned her head with a blank expression, looking as though she had even shot her a glare.

Uh... Sister Mei, please listen to my explanation; I really didn't mean to use your artist's fame to climb higher!

Lu Yiting: "Xiaolu, you don't seem surprised at all."

Bailu said with a deadpan expression: "I'm scared to death, my soul has already flown right out of my body."