"Little Chi, didn't you say you basically don't play online games?"
"Little Chi, didn't you say you've never been to this kind of internet cafe?"
"Little Chi, didn't you say..."
After listening to a round of soul-searching interrogation from the older sister, Lin Yu couldn't bear to listen any longer.
He quickly moved away to spectate the gameplay perspectives of others.
When he passed by Senior Sister Tang Yimian, Lin Yu laughed so hard he could barely walk.
It wasn't because Tang Yimian played particularly well or poorly.
It was simply that the Senior Sister's body language was too rich and utterly mesmerizing.
Every time she threw a grenade, her head had to lean out along with it.
It was as if she was using all the strength in her body just to toss that hand grenade.
When her character in the game jumped out to shoot, Tang Yimian would sway her body in the same direction.
After firing two shots, regardless of whether she hit anyone, she would quickly jump back.
Naturally, her body would also sway back in the return direction.
It was as if a sunflower toy playing the saxophone had been installed on the internet cafe chair!
The air conditioning in the internet cafe was on, keeping the place cool and comfortable.
Yet, sweat kept beading up on Tang Yimian's forehead.
Even cold drinks couldn't suppress the heat!
Others might only move their fingers, but Tang Yimian was moving her entire body.
Her level of physical exertion was vastly greater than anyone else's.
Lin Yu approached her and placed both hands on Tang Yimian's shoulders.
[Ding!]
[God-tier operation. The Holy Son's intimate contact has caused the Dao Companion's heart to ripple!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones]
Tang Yimian looked back slightly: "!!!"
What is Junior Brother Little Yu doing?
Everyone is still here...
Is he not even trying to hide it anymore?
Although the two had confirmed their relationship through a twist of fate, they couldn't be this intimate in front of everyone, could they?
For a moment.
Tang Yimian blushed so hard she didn't know what to say.
Fortunately.
The lighting in the internet cafe was dim enough that the red clouds on her face couldn't be clearly seen.
Lin Yu whispered from behind her:
"Senior Sister, try playing the game like this. See if you can manage not to sway."
Tang Yimian: "???"
"Junior Brother Little Yu, what... what do you mean?"
"Wasn't I playing the game just now? I wasn't swaying, was I?"
Beside them, Fang Xinran suppressed her laughter and chimed in:
"Sister Yimian, there were several times I was afraid you were going to fall onto the floor."
"It would be fine if you fell toward my side since I could catch you."
"But there's no one on your other side, so you really have to be careful!"
Tang Yimian was completely bewildered by their words:
"Really? Was I really swaying the whole time?"
"Why didn't I feel it at all myself?"
"Isn't... isn't it just the game character jumping around inside the screen?"
To verify the suspicion in her heart, Tang Yimian once again controlled her character to rush out of the base.
The moment she took the first jump out.
Tang Yimian instantly froze awkwardly!
Because Lin Yu was holding her, she could strongly feel her body hitting a metaphorical wall.
The character in the game had clearly jumped out, but it gave her the sensation that she hadn't managed to jump at all.
Tang Yimian: "..."
It was hard to imagine.
What kind of scene must it be when everyone watched her play games?
Moreover.
After being held down by Lin Yu.
Tang Yimian felt uncoordinated.
The character in the game had clearly jumped out, landing in the position she anticipated.
But she felt as if the jump hadn't happened, as if she were still stuck in the original spot.
Her subconscious reaction was to quickly pull the character back.
She wanted to jump again to prevent being used as target practice.
Lin Yu, holding her shoulders, felt a mountain of pressure.
If he didn't have some strength, he really wouldn't have been able to withstand Tang Yimian's swaying.
With Lin Yu's strength, who in the apartment dared to claim they could rival him?
Even so.
He was still being dragged back and forth by Tang Yimian's movements...
After stabilizing her for two or three minutes, once Tang Yimian had regained her composure.
Lin Yu slowly released his hands and stepped back to stand straight.
This time.
Tang Yimian, having grown accustomed to being held, managed to keep her body perfectly still even without support.
Lin Yu nodded with satisfaction.
Sure enough, when it came to tuning people, he still held a certain authority.
To maintain a good and comfortable gaming state, one inevitably needs someone working silently behind the scenes.
Lin Yu walked around to the opposite row and stood behind Ye Mengfu.
"Play well, don't let me influence you. I'm just casually watching."
The moment he arrived, Lin Yu spoke up to stabilize her morale.
He was afraid that his arrival would distract Ye Mengfu and cause her to play poorly.
Before the game started, Lin Yu had specifically asked Little Fufu if she had played CrossFire before.
The answer he got was that she had played twice with Ying'er.
Only twice.
Lin Yu felt that was tantamount to having no experience.
However.
The actual situation greatly exceeded his expectations!
19-8!
In a venue filled with experts, achieving such a kill-death ratio was not something just anyone could do.
Especially since there were several skilled players on the opposing team.
Lin Yu stood silently behind her, carefully observing Little Fufu's movements.
He really wanted to see whether Little Fufu was relying on luck or if she truly had skill.
Judging from her character's movement, the timing of her run-outs, her reaction speed, and her positioning.
Little Fufu definitely hadn't lied; she really hadn't played much.
The positions she emerged from had almost no cover whatsoever.
She was a pure, living target, displaying herself directly to the enemy.
Unsurprisingly, she barely fired a few shots before dying in the opponent's hail of bullets.
However.
Lin Yu was silently counting from the side...
Four bullets!
Little Fufu only fired four shots!
Yet she scored two headshots?
Lin Yu: "!!!"
No game sense, no mechanics, no strategy.
She was purely aiming?!
He had intended to watch the battle silently without saying a word.
But seeing this scene, Lin Yu couldn't help but ask:
"Little Fufu, did you... only shoot after you saw them?"
Ye Mengfu nodded and replied:
"Mhm. Spraying... makes it shake."
"Two shots... didn't hit well."
Lin Yu: "..."
Four shots, two headshots, and she claimed she didn't hit well.
If a veteran player said this, it would definitely be humblebragging!
Unexpected, truly unexpected.
Little Fufu's talent in shooter games was surprisingly high.
If someone were to help tune her up properly, wouldn't she be able to slaughter everyone effortlessly?
And the person who could help tune her happened to be right beside her!
"Little Fufu, can you try stepping out just a tiny bit from behind the box, just enough to see the enemy?"
"Then, following your rhythm, fire one shot quickly and immediately hide back!"
"Keep cycling this rhythm. The faster the better, to reduce the probability of them hitting you."
Lin Yu immediately gave advice tailored to Little Fufu's situation.
...
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+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
