At the time, the entire school was contesting for the school's most beautiful girl.
Leng Xuetong, unsurprisingly, took first place, her beauty off the charts.
Shu Yuewu, with a difference of over ten votes, had fallen directly from school beauty to class beauty.
Leng Xuetong's beauty was her strength, while Shu Yuewu's was her figure, a strength that was even more pronounced when facing Leng Xuetong.
Because Leng Xuetong's breasts... were truly a bit of a shame.
They were just small, slightly curvy buds with plenty of room for growth, but they couldn't possibly compare to Shu Yuewu's voluptuous, curvaceous figure.
Shu Yuewu was naturally unconvinced by losing to such a "flat-chested" woman.
Xia Xin heard that the two had once argued, and Shu Yuewu had called Leng Xuetong flat-chested, flat-chested, and a washboard, pretending to be a cool goddess. Leng Xuetong, infuriated, called Shu Yuewu a slut, a bust, and a flirtatious prostitute.
He wasn't exactly clear on the details, but he remembered that they had a fierce argument. They had a few minor arguments afterward, nothing major, but their disagreement was well known throughout the school.
After dinner, Leng Xuetong stood up, took a few hesitant steps, then returned, pulling a piece of paper from her pocket and handing it to Xia Xin.
"What?"
Xia Xin took it and looked at it. It had the area code, account number, and password at the front, followed by the rank. The first one was from Piltover, going from Silver to Diamond for 1,400 yuan, and the second one was from Ionia, Warzone 1, going from Gold 2 to Diamond for 5,300 yuan.
"Two of my classmates need to get their scores raised, so I asked you to help me. It's not too expensive, so you can do it if you want. It's up to you."
Xia Xin happily agreed, "Thank you. I'll definitely finish it as soon as possible."
Leng Xuetong avoided Xia Xin's radiantly sincere gaze. "It doesn't have to be quick. There's no rush, and staying up late every day isn't good."
Xia Xin said firmly, "No, trust me, I definitely have to do it as soon as possible."
Leng Xuetong, a bit embarrassed, said in a sullen tone, "I've told you several times this isn't about you. If you can't pay the rent, I'll be very upset too. Am I really going to kick you out? Do you want me to be a villain? So this is just for me, not you. Anyway... that's it. I'm leaving now. Let me know when you're done."
Xia Xin watched Leng Xuetong leave before carefully putting the note away.
Setting the table and washing the dishes took another half hour.
He quickly returned to the computer and prepared to get his scores raised. Time is precious.
He currently had three orders on hand: one to get his account to Silver so he could play duo with Shu Yuewu and help her reach Master, and two orders from Leng Xuetong.
He enjoyed this simple kind of busyness.
But that 50,000 yuan... his social circle was pitifully small; he couldn't possibly scrape it together. His few relatives avoided him like the plague.
This was an opportunity, and he didn't want to give it up, but he didn't have the ability to seize it.
Never mind, at worst, he'd just give up. There was always another chance.
Just as he was thinking this, he received a call from Wang Xue.
"Xiao Xin, I heard you're going to a solo for 50,000 yuan."
"Yeah."
"How's it going? Have you got the money together?"
"Uh, no, I'm just worried."
"How about this, I'll lend you 50,000 yuan."
"Really?" Xia Xin was overjoyed. "Is that okay? What if I lose?"
"Haha, I don't trust you anymore. Don't worry, Brother Wang has your back."
"Thank you so much."
Xia Xin thanked him profusely.
Once the money issue was resolved, the rest depended on his own hard work. He absolutely couldn't lose.
Xia Xin turned on his computer and didn't rush to place an order. Instead, he went online to look for some of Han Fei's videos.
One advantage he had over his opponent was that he could watch some of his moves, while he couldn't find his videos. He had to use this advantage to defeat him.
"Brother, is that the network administrator's number?"
Xia Ye slipped under Xia Xin's armpit and settled into his arms.
"Well, I'm playing solo with someone tomorrow, and I don't have enough money, so he agreed to lend me some."
"Really? That's good. Um," Xia Ye thought for a moment and said, "Brother, I don't like that guy."
"Why?"
"I especially don't like the way he looks at you. Although I hate the Cold-Blooded Priest, I hate her the way I hate green peppers. That network administrator, he's like a cockroach or a rat. The way he looks at you... I hate it."
Xia Ye wanted to say words like contempt or disdain, but couldn't bring himself to say them.
"Okay, I'll remember that."
He knew the other party was taking a cut, but if he wanted to take the order, he couldn't offend them. He'd also experienced the rip-off orders on the boosting platform. They were so awful. If you accidentally got 3 or 4 reds and timed out, not only would you lose money, you'd even have to pay out the money. It was a loss.
Wang Xue hung up the phone, and his old classmate beside him looked at him with a smile.
"Why, so confident in that kid under your command?"
"Of course I have some confidence," Wang Xue said after a moment of thought. "Remember that guy I told you about last time who made it into the top 10 on the Korean server? He did it. You know how hard it is to rank up in Korea? The world's top players are all there. It's not like he hasn't competed with the world's top ADCs. No matter how good Han Fei is, he's only number one in the province. How can he compete with those world-class ADCs?"
"Huh, I didn't realize that kid is that good."
"He's good, sure, but he's a bit clueless." "I remember that top 10 order on the Korean server was 33,000. The price was low, and the difficulty was high. No one dared to take it for a long time. So you made a killing, how much did you make?"
Wang Xue laughed. "Haha, I gave him 5,000. I'm so grateful! I almost dropped to my knees and called him 'dad.'"
The classmate couldn't help but laugh. "Indeed, that's pretty idiotic. Aren't you afraid he'll run away if he loses this time?"
"How could he run away in this place? Of course, my money isn't so easy to borrow. The interest is steep. Just wait."
Wang Xue gave a meaningful smile.
To be more confident, Xia Xin watched Han Fei's videos almost all night.
Even in class the next day, he was almost distracted, thinking about winning strategies.
Han Fei was indeed very good. He watched the finals games particularly carefully. His mechanics, awareness, and everything else were top-notch. He made some brilliant plays and was very aggressive in laning. He even got caught a few times for pushing too hard. But in solo play, there's no such thing as a jungler; the more aggressive, the better. However, he made an objective assessment in his mind and concluded that the opponent was inferior to him. If it were him, he could have handled those waves better.
It wasn't that Xia Xin was overconfident; this was the conclusion he had reached after a comprehensive mental comparison.
He could win.
He also had a few hero playstyles and counters in mind.
Then he skipped class again that afternoon to warm up his hands on the computer to prevent them from getting cold and causing his form to decline.
After all, it was his first time to do such a large-scale solo, so he was still a little excited.
It wasn't until 4:30 that Shu Yuewu suddenly called him. "Why did you skip class? Did you go to borrow money?"
"No."
"Come to the entrance of Zero Point Internet Cafe. I'll meet you here. There are so many people here today."
Shu Yuewu said, then hung up.
Arriving at the Zero Point Internet Cafe, Xia Xin spotted Shu Yuewu from afar at the entrance. Her long hair danced gracefully in the breeze, and her flowing, strapless dress perfectly accentuated her voluptuous figure.
Shu Yuewu was actually struggling to decide how to express herself appropriately, letting the other person know how much she'd done for him. She should subtly show how much she'd done for him; that's what would most touch a guy.
She casually asked, "Did you get the money?"
"Yes."
"Oh, it doesn't matter if you can't. I...ah, what did you say?"
Shu Yuewu's surprise was palpable. After all this time, the other person had already borrowed the money, so wouldn't her efforts have been in vain?
"That's not right. Where did you get it? Robbing a bank?"
Xia Xin smiled bitterly. "You think too highly of me. I don't have the hard power. Did Brother Wang from the internet cafe call and ask to borrow it from me?"
Shu Yuewu sneered. "Is he that kind? I don't believe it. He even called you. If you hadn't called to beg him, I'd be even more skeptical. Businessmen don't work hard without profit."
It must be said that Shu Yuewu is not only smart, but also understands the ways of the world and has a high emotional intelligence.
Xia Xin wasn't quite understanding either. "Maybe he's doing me a favor, asking me to play for him after I graduate. He has a power leveling studio."
"Is it that simple?" Shu Yuewu narrowed her eyes.
Xia Xin entered the internet cafe through the back door, and Shu Yuewu actually followed him.
Entered the network management office.
Wang Xue was sitting with his legs crossed, watching the monitor and eating peanuts. When he saw Xia Xin, he smiled warmly and said, "Xiao Xin, you're here. Come sit down. Would you like some peanuts?"
He looked like a kind and amiable older brother.
Xia Xin politely declined, "Thank you, but no, well..."
"Money, huh? No problem. I've got it all ready. Who's this person next to you?"
"My classmate. I just happened to be passing by."
"Oh, so beautiful."
Wang Xue glanced greedily at Shu Yuewu, then reluctantly withdrew his gaze from her chest and pulled out five bundles of money from the drawer.
"Fifty thousand yuan, count it."
"No need. I'll pay you back after the match. Just a deposit."
"Haha, Brother Wang, of course I trust you. But, it's always better to be safe than sorry. If we lose, I don't know how long it will take you to pay me back."
Wang Xue made a face of embarrassment and said, "So, I'm taking the risk too."
"Brother Wang, what do you mean?"
"Here's how I think about this: you don't put up a penny, you just play. I'm the one paying, so if you win, I'll give you 3,000 yuan. "I'll just treat it as a stake in your technology, what do you think?"
Xia Xin's eyes suddenly widened, his face brimming with anger, but he remained expressionless. "Give me 3,000, and what about the remaining 47,000?"
"Of course, the money I put in is mine. Of course, if you can put in more money to increase the stakes, the extra winnings will naturally be yours. Brother Wang definitely won't argue with you. We're being reasonable, right? Look, you don't have to put in a penny, and if you win, you'll get 3,000. That's a good deal, right?"
Xia Xin understood. Wang Xue really thought he was an idiot.
Before he could say anything, Shu Yuewu burst out laughing. "Ha, it sounds like you're doing this for Xia Xin's sake? Should Xia Xin thank you?"
"No, that's too polite. Xia Xin and I have known each other for years. Saying thank you would be awkward."
Shu Yuewu said with a playful look, "Xia Xin, you might not understand. Let me paraphrase him. He lends you 50,000 yuan. If you win, he gets 47,000 yuan and you get 3,000 yuan. If you lose, you pay him 50,000 yuan. Oh my! There's actually something so good in this world! It's a guaranteed win. Win or lose, you won't lose money. Such a great investment! I'm tempted to make it."