You Boys Play Games Very Well

Unable to figure it out, Ling Meng fell asleep in a daze, but was woken up the next morning by a knock on the door. Shan Zhu was standing at the door with a steamed bun and soy milk, not intending to break up with him at all.

Ling Meng, who was not yet fully awake, froze for a moment, then remembered that today was Friday, and Shan Zhu had said that he would bring him breakfast.

"You really brought me breakfast." Ling Meng scratched her disheveled head embarrassingly, "How embarrassing."

"Didn't you call me the meal bill yesterday?"

Meals?What meal fee?Ling Meng recalled it carefully, and then remembered the 200 yuan red envelope.

... The lemon peel of emotion still comes out of the lemon?

"That's not the meal fee, that's..."

Ling Meng was stuck.

"Ok?"

Ling Meng was speechless, can she say that her brain twitch made a mistake?

"Could it be true..."

"No!" Ling Meng quickly pressed his foot on the accelerator.

The roommate woke up smelling the smell and saw the two standing at the door.

"God Mang? Why are you here?"

"Bring breakfast to Mengmeng."

"Why does Mangshen give Mengmeng breakfast?" The roommate looked envious, "Did you order Mangtuan takeaway?"

"I still have class, so I'm leaving first." Shan Zhu stuffed the soy milk buns in his hand to Ling Meng, and instructed, "You must have breakfast."

"Oh, good."

Ling Meng entered the house with the bun in her mouth, turned on the computer habitually, and went online for a while.There was no one in the game early in the morning, and all friends were offline, and it was difficult to match up with opponents in the rankings, so Ling Meng just randomly arranged an entertainment game.

The entertainment bureau is not divided into ranks, and masters can also collide with novices, destroying their dreams of the game.

Ling Meng met such a person, the account level is not high, and the combat level is zero.

[Federation] Lemon: Newcomer to the Universe?Dad will show mercy.

The person on the other side didn't speak, as if he didn't even figure out how to type.

While eating and playing, Ling Meng showed [-]% of her strength, and didn't realize that something was wrong until the southwestern corner was captured by the opponent.

It seems that he is not a novice, so it is very likely that he is a trumpet.Ling Meng put down the food and got serious.

Despite being at a disadvantage, Ling Meng still has the confidence to make a comeback. After all, under the training of Shan Zhu, Ling Meng's skills have improved significantly, and the ranking in the national server has also risen to 250.As a god-level player, losing to passers-by in the entertainment bureau, it would be a bit embarrassing to spread the word.

Twenty or ten minutes later, Ling Meng sat stiffly in front of the computer, staring at the black and white screen in front of him solemnly. He couldn't believe that he really lost, and he lost badly. Even though he tried his best from the beginning, It may not be possible to win.

The game ended interface only stayed for a few seconds, Ling Meng came back to his senses, and quickly typed the next line with the speed of giving hospice care for many years.

[Federation] Lemon: What's your tuba name?

The opponent didn't reply and quickly exited the room.

Ling Meng collapsed on the back of the chair depressedly, with depression in her chest.

Even if he lost to Mangshen, he didn't hold his breath so much. The opponent is a known master, so even if he lost, he didn't have any psychological pressure.

Ling Meng clicked on the opponent's battle record, and was surprised to find that this trumpet, who had never participated in the qualifying match at all, had not lost a single match in his only 57 battles in his career.

57 consecutive victories, even if it is all entertainment, is an astonishing result.

Ling Meng: I was completely abused.

If Ling Meng said, "I was defeated," Shan Zhu might not be particularly surprised. After all, Ling Meng is not yet a top player in the national server.

But what he said was, "I was completely abused," which was a bit surprising. To be able to completely abuse Ning's father, at least one must be in the top ten.

Shan Zhu: By whom?

Ling Meng: I don't know, a trumpet.

He took two screenshots and sent them over, one was the battle record of the game just now, and the other was the trumpet's winning streak.

The experienced Shan Zhu knew at a glance that what Ling Meng met was not an ordinary person.

Shan Zhu: Have you saved the video of the battle?

Ling Meng: I saved it.

Shan Zhu: Let me see.

At noon, Shan Zhu came to Ling Meng's dormitory and replayed the whole match with him.

It can be seen that Ling Meng played more casually in the early stage, obviously not paying attention to the opponent.He started to get serious in the mid-term, but due to the strength of his opponent, Ling Meng tried his best but couldn't recover, and the whole line collapsed in the later stage.

Shan Zhu carefully read it twice, and came to a conclusion: "It is indeed very strong, maybe even I may not be his opponent."

"Even you are not an opponent? Could it be a professional player?"

"It's hard to say, it's not impossible, and he didn't use his full strength."

"What?" Ling Meng couldn't believe it.

"It can be seen that his technology tree at each game point is different, and none of them are mainstream upgrade routes. It can be seen that he is experimenting with this trumpet and testing a style of play he is not familiar with."

Ling Meng stopped talking. If the other party is really as powerful as Shan Zhu said, then it would not be surprising that he lost.

"I want to fight him." Shan Zhu tapped the left mouse button with his index finger, as if thinking.

"You want to make an appointment with him? How?"

"I don't know, let's find this person first."