Chapter 114 - 113: The Joyless Wind Man [3]

"WAAAHHHH!"

"Stop the PDA! You’re killing us singles! Someone save us!"

"That’s so sweet! I love it! I want a sweet romance like that too!"

The moment Ye Ling leaned in for the kiss, all sorts of screams erupted from the crowd.

Well, that settled it.

No need to worry about a late-night snack tonight. They were already full!

Ye Ling didn’t deepen the kiss. After all, they were still on stage. He just planted a light peck on her lips before pulling away.

By now, Ning Ruoxi’s pretty face was as red as an apple.

Sometimes, Ye Ling found himself wondering, ’Why does this girl get embarrassed so easily? I mean, I’ve kissed her plenty of times, but she still blushes bright red every single time...’

’Then again,’ he thought, ’this isn’t so bad, is it?’

After all, his girl looked so beautiful when she was shy!

By now, all the performances for the freshman gala had concluded, and a post for rating the acts had already gone up on the campus forums.

It had to be said, they were really keeping up with the times, making it feel just like one of those reality competition shows.

Ye Ling didn’t stay to be lovey-dovey with Ning Ruoxi and instead headed back to his dorm. After all, it was his last night in room 3222!

Ye Ling suddenly felt a pang of regret about his decision to live off-campus. He was really going to miss the guys in his dorm.

The three of them had such interesting and genuine personalities. He Jian was the sly, cunning type, while Yang Yu was a flamboyant, chubby guy who was always clowning around...

From that perspective, Yang Yefeng was probably the most normal one. He was a bit of a dork, the quiet, well-behaved type. But under the influence of the great demon kings of room 3222, he had gradually started to stray from his original path.

"Brother Ling, I’m really going to miss you!"

Yang Yu sighed as he looked at Ye Ling, then made a move to hug him.

"Don’t you f*cking pull that crap with me."

A chill ran down Ye Ling’s spine, and he immediately shoved the big guy away.

Normally, he probably wouldn’t have been so disgusted. The problem was, he had just been holding Ning Ruoxi. As the saying goes, comparisons are brutal.

And with this comparison, the damage was multiplied several dozen times over. Ye Ling felt that this was, quite frankly...

Unbearable!

"Waaaah, you hurt my feelings."

Yang Yu shot Ye Ling a look of mock despair.

Unbelievable. The guy was starting his antics again!

Ye Ling was disgusted all over again and instinctively took a step back.

"Don’t you f*cking come any closer!"

Ye Ling’s expression changed as he saw the other guy start walking toward him again.

But Yang Yu ignored Ye Ling’s reaction and charged forward, giving him a massive bear hug just like he had with He Jian before.

Of course.

Having learned from last time, Ye Ling pushed him away after just a moment.

If he let the guy actually kiss him, Ye Ling figured he wouldn’t be in the mood for any intimacy with his girl, even after he moved into Tomson Riviera to live with Ning Ruoxi!

After all... that would be f*cking unbearable!

"Brother Ling, you’re disgusted by me."

Yang Yu had indeed been going for it, but he was pushed away. He sighed, a look of disappointment on his face.

"Alright, stop with the act. This is my last night in our dorm, 3222. Let’s not waste time. Let’s do something fun! Don’t let a good night go to waste!"

Ye Ling said.

"Yeah, yeah! The holiday starts tomorrow anyway, so we don’t have to worry about being tired from staying up late. Let’s do something fun!" Hearing this, He Jian, who had been standing to the side, also got excited.

"How about we go out for some mini hot pot?"

Yang Yefeng suggested.

The truth was, for a goody-two-shoes like him who had probably never pulled an all-nighter, sneaking out of the dorms in the middle of the night for mini hot pot was likely the most rebellious thing he could imagine!

"Feng, that’s a lame idea," He Jian sighed, but then his eyes lit up. "What’s the point of going out for mini hot pot on a great night like this? Ah, whatever. We still have four years to properly train you. How about we party up and play some games?"

"I think your idea is even worse than Feng’s."

Ye Ling said seriously.

"But I am kinda in the mood to play. What about you guys?"

Yang Yu said, scratching his head.

"I’m good with whatever."

Yang Yefeng didn’t have any objections.

"Alright, let’s party up then!"

Seeing that everyone was on board, Ye Ling made the call. Since they all wanted to play, he’d join them for a night.

"But I’m telling you guys now, I’m terrible," Ye Ling added as a warning.

"Yeah, yeah, Brother Ling. No need to be so modest."

He Jian and the other two just waved their hands, clearly not taking his words seriously at all.

Ye Ling and the others had, of course, brought their laptops to school, so they didn’t need to go to an internet cafe. They could just connect to the internet right in their dorm room.

The game they were playing was, of course, League of Legends!

Soon, everyone was logged into the game.

Upholding the principle of "fun first," Ye Ling once again chose the infamous "Happy Wind Man."

’First Blood!’

However, just two minutes into the game, Ye Ling had already given up first blood.

"Brother Ling, what happened? Play it safe,"

He Jian said from the side.

His attitude was still fine at this point, though. He just figured Ye Ling had been careless.

However...

As the game went on and Ye Ling’s screen turned gray again and again, He Jian and the others started to tilt.

A glance at Ye Ling’s stats showed that the Happy Wind Man was now 0-5.

So much for ’double the fun’!

"F*ck, I can’t take it anymore! Is this Yasuo a grade-schooler!?"

The random player they’d been matched with was about to be driven insane by Ye Ling and had started flaming him in the chat.

"It’s not like I’m *letting* them kill me! I don’t want to die either, you know?"

Although Ye Ling felt a little bad—after all, he hadn’t gotten a single kill—he still typed back a reply.

He Jian and the other two felt their lips twitch.

’This guy,’ they thought. ’He’s rich, handsome, has a beautiful girlfriend, is great at basketball, and can play the guitar...’

’He’s practically a jack-of-all-trades!’

’So how can he be such a complete moron when it comes to games?’

"Brother Ling! Brother Ling! Get in the bush, quick! We’re going to ambush them!"

Right before the final team fight, He Jian yelled, seeing that Ye Ling was still wandering around aimlessly.

"Huh?"

Ye Ling didn’t hear him clearly and thought he was being told to clear the minion wave. He instinctively unleashed a "Hasagi!" and dashed forward.

Instantly.

The five beefy champions on the enemy team had just arrived. Less than two seconds later, the "Happy Wind Man" was no longer happy.