Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
“Why are you all here watching this?” Xiao Yulv looked at the crowd that was gathering behind Su Tianji. “Is this game really so good?”
“It looks ordinary…” he mumbled, “It’s just about searching for things in a pitch-dark room… It’s not as interesting as Resident Evil!”
At this moment, An Cheng walked up and threw his arm over Xiao Yulv’s shoulder, saying, “Brother Xiao, you came here to watch games again?”
“What do you mean by ‘again’?” Xiao Yulv’s handsome face twitched. “By the way, is Silent Hill really so fun to watch?”
“Do you want to come and watch us play? We’ll play it from the beginning.”
“Okay! Okay!” Pleased, Xiao Yulv followed him eagerly.
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For some time now, the players of the Origins Internet Club had the habit of eating breakfast at the lounge area by the entrance.
“Erm! Of all the things that I’ve tried, the bowl of instant noodles is the most delicious food!” An Huwei inhaled the aroma of the noodles deeply.
Sitting on the couch, Song Qingfeng shook his head and sighed slightly with a bowl of instant noodles in his hands. “I’m only 16 yet so rich that I don’t know how to spend the money. In the past, I used to bring water to the internet cafe, but now I can enjoy Coke and instant noodles with sausages everyday. I find myself lost in the enjoyment and hope that I will one day find my way back.”
All the other people in the area gazed at Song Qingfeng in surprise.
Fang Qi glanced at Song Qingfeng who looked enthralled in his enjoyment. “Damn…”
“You were saying this one day, remember?” Song Qingfeng looked sullen at Fang Qi’s cuss. “I found it quite sensible.”
“Right!” Xu Luo said while eating instant noodles. “I have the same feeling!”
Lounging on the couch, Song Qingfeng continued, “Ever since I got such a good result in the national examination, I have gained greater support from my family. That’s how I’m feeling now!”
“I agree!” Xu Zixin said.
Everyone around them was at a loss for words.
“Can you please stop explaining…” Fang Qi asked with a dark face.
“Oh! Sir!” Song Qingfeng stood up and said, “Are you playing Silent Hill today?”
“We’ve been waiting to watch!”
Hearing Song Qingfeng’s question, everyone looked over in anticipation.
“When will you play? We’ve been waiting!”
“Right!” Jiang Xiaoyue said, “The owner said that he will show us the so-called suicidal play style today!”
“Did I say that?”
“Yes, you did.” Nalan Mingxue lifted her head from the instant noodles.
“I heard it too!” Lan Yan agreed.
“The shop owner wants to break his promise again!” Dong Qingli came over after finishing her noodles. “Can you fulfill it for once?”
“I’m just afraid that you will get scared when I go deeper into the game!”
“We’ll just watch you play. How can that scare us?”
“No excuses!”
“Sir! Play it now!”
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