<h4>Chapter 216: Indirect Kiss (2)</h4>
<strong>Trantor: </strong>StarveCleric <strong> Editor: </strong>Milkbiscuit
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Shi Yao’s roommates weren’t participating in any events in the afternoon, but since they were Year 1 students, the teachers were much stricter in checking for attendance. As such, they didn’t dare to crowd around the field just like the Year 3 and Year 4 students either.
He Tiantian and Jiang Yue didn’t get enough rest in the dormitory room, so when they got to the stadium, they ced a shirt over their heads andy on the thighs of the other two to get some rest.
Leng Nuan was still reading the book which she hadn’t finishedst night.
Shi Yao waszily watching thepetition with her arm propping up her head, and seeing that there weren’t any highlights at the moment, she took out her phone and logged into the game.
It was rare for the bunch in [Sexy and Frisky] to y during the day, so when Shi Yao saw that [111111] was online in her friend’s list, she was slightly taken aback.
[111111] had already been in a game for 27 minutes now.
Shi Yao had no idea when he’d be done, so she decided to y a round by herself first. But a second after she returned to the main lobby to select a map and enter a game, a notification suddenly popped up on her screen: [111111] had invited her into a room.
Shi Yao epted the invitation without any hesitation.
She hadn’t brought her earphones along, and the Sports Meet was deafeningly noisy as well. Thus, she opted to type instead of using the voice chat:?<i>[It’s rare to see you online in the afternoon.]</i>
[111111] replied to her with two numbers:?<i>[56.]</i>
This time, Shi Yao really couldn’t decipher what 56 meant, so she typed a?<i>[?]</i>and sent it over. But staring at the screen once more, she suddenly realized that Mister Numbers’ habits had rubbed off on her. She’d been toozy to type and just used punctuation marks to express her intentions. Thus, she began typing on her screen once more and added:?<i>[What does that mean?]</i>
By now, they had sessfully entered a game and appeared on a ne. [111111]’s response finally came up on the screen:?<i>[Bored.]</i>
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<i>56, bored.?<sup>1</sup>?.. The two things did sound rather simr to one another…</i>
<i>On top of only using punctuation marks, Mister Numbers could even use numbers to ry his messages as well… Really, what else can I say? Mister Numbers is Mister Numbers after all…</i>
While Shi Yao was in the midst of her thoughts, she and [111111]nded on the ground, and they began looting equipment to gear up.
Simr to the Duo matches that they yed in the past, the two of them opted tond at a remote location. Even though Shi Yao couldn’t hear the happenings in the game due to the noise from the stadium, she still had her fair share of fun looting equipment.
Three consecutive matches; Mister Numbers had brought her chicken dinners for each one.
On the fourth match, when the game was just five minutes in, Mister Numbers suddenly headed into a room and hid himself, and then he stopped moving.
Even when the blue zone crept closer on them, he typed out a message instructing Shi Yao to drive over a car and carry him to the safe zone.
Shi Yao did know how to drive, but you couldn’t reallypliment her on her driving skills. By the time they finally entered the safe zone, they were already knocked into a near-death state by her particrly ‘valiant’ driving skills.
Shi Yao quickly found a ce to hide before healing up.
When her health bar was finally full once more, she turned around and saw that [111111]’s health bar was still dangerously low, so she sent a few?<i>[?]?</i>s over. However, there was still no response from the other party’s side.
Thus, she began to type:?<i>Your health…</i>
Before she could finish typing out her message, she noticed that a small audio sign was lit up next to [111111]’s name.
This meant that his voice chat was currently activated, and he was talking into the microphone.
<i>Is he saying something to me?</i>
Shi Yao quickly brought her phone to her ears, but other than a loud ruckus, she couldn’t hear [111111]’s voice at all. Thus, she switched on the voice chat as well and brought her phone over to her mouth, “What did you say earlier? I didn’t hear it clearly.”
A moment after Shi Yao said those words, the announcer on the podium suddenly began making a new announcement, “Next up is the Men’s 100m Sprint. The participants are Lin Jiage, Zhang Yang…”
Fearing that she would miss [111111]’s words, Shi Yao hurriedly brought her phone up toward her ear once more, only to hear the very same words from the other end as well, “Next up is the Men’s 100m Sprint. The participants are Lin Jiage, Zhang Yang…”