A Real Man Should Be Like This

"Dad, does our school have any part-time jobs?" Qin Ze suddenly asked.

The old man frowned, "Studying is a student's duty. You haven't graduated yet, why are you thinking about this? Besides, are your grades good? Not focusing on your studies."

"My sister wants to change her phone, but her salary isn't much, and she has to support both of us. She can't save any money. I want to find a lucrative part-time job to get her a new phone." Qin Ze certainly couldn't say that his older sister had changed jobs and they were in an economic crisis.

The old man's brow immediately relaxed, and he pondered for a moment, "Professor Li, who's in the same office as me, recently took on a business deal, helping a private equity firm with fund investment modeling. He happens to need an assistant. I'll ask for you."

"Will they want me?"

The old man sneered, "It's rare that you know your own limitations. But don't you have me? Come to me if there are any problems."

Qin Ze said "Oh" and continued eating.

"System, is there a way to make money quickly? Preferably getting rich overnight."

"Host, the system is not your mother."

"..."

Qin Ze was depressed. Today, he thought of many ways to make money. The points mall is a treasure trove, but he can't use it. Writing songs for singers? The process of submitting and reviewing would probably be very troublesome, and he doesn't have any channels. He hasn't been in contact with entertainment companies, and he doesn't know how to submit songs. He can consider it later when Qin Baobao makes a name for herself. Becoming a director and making movies is even more unrealistic. He's just a poor student, without manpower, funds, props, or anything. Exchanging marketing plans in the mall to start a company? That won't work either, still no channels and no capital. Most importantly, he doesn't know how to attract investment.

"System, what do you think about me playing the stock market? Catching a daily limit up, my net worth would increase several times in a month."

"Even if you exchange for stock market knowledge, you can't catch a daily limit up every day, and your points aren't enough."

"Do I even need to exchange for that? Can't you just tell me? Aren't you an intelligent system? Can't you predict which stock will hit the limit up?"

"Ridiculous. First of all, the system doesn't have the ability to predict the future. Secondly, is your country's stock market a place where you can get rich through knowledge? There are many shady dealings in the stock market..."

"Stop, stop, stop. Some things you and I know, let's just keep it unspoken. Saying it will get censored. This society is very harmonious, you can't talk nonsense."

"Thank you for the host's reminder. As an intelligent system, I understand your meaning instantly. I will not reveal any inside information that affects social harmony in the future."

"A promising child."

The system is unreliable, Qin Ze can only think of a way himself. Being a professor's assistant and building mathematical models is a good idea. If he does well, he may often have deals in the future. As for asking the old man for help, forget it. With the system in hand, would he be afraid of a mere mathematical model?

After lunch, Qin Ze and the old man went downstairs side by side, and saw three guys gathered together at the door, talking and laughing, waiting for him.

"Dad, I'll go with my classmates." Qin Ze said hello.

The old man glanced over, and the three guys immediately raised their heads, straightened their chests, and sucked in their stomachs. The old man nodded, "Okay."

The university town is full of shops, milk tea shops, coffee shops, restaurants, KTVs, internet cafes, supermarkets...

Qin Ze and his group walked towards the internet cafe they often went to, not far from the school. At the school gate, they saw a white Porsche sports car slowly driving out of the school gate. The car window was not rolled up, and the guy driving was wearing black sunglasses, fashionable and handsome. It was Zhang Mingyu, who was slapped in the face by Qin Ze in the public class. In the passenger seat was a scantily dressed beauty, with a pink LV bag on her lap, wearing headphones, and looking down at her phone.

Envious gazes were cast at the sports car.

"That grandson is driving a sports car back to show off again." Li Liang gritted his teeth, expressing a small rich second generation's jealousy towards a super rich second generation.

"That seems to be the most beautiful girl in the foreign language department, she is indeed beautiful." Liu Ziqiang sighed.

"People drive sports cars and take beauties out to have fun, we poor guys can only sit in internet cafes and play games." Zhao Baliao also sighed, "We didn't lose at the starting line, but people were already at the finish line when they were born."

Qin Ze suddenly remembered when he was reading history, Liu Bang and Xiang Yu saw Qin Shi Huang's southern tour, with banners and flags everywhere, long halberds like forests, and luxurious carriages. Liu Bang said with emotion: A real man should be like this.

The internet cafe they frequented was not large in scale, and the facilities and environment were not as good as the neighboring ones, but only this internet cafe allowed smoking. A real man may not smoke, but how can a real man playing games not smoke?

A group of people turned on their machines, the clatter of keyboards filling the air as they logged in with their accounts and passwords, smoking while waiting to be matched. The four of them wore identical expressions, their eyes arrogant, their mouths twisted, as if they were the most important people in the world. Screw the Porsche, screw the rich and handsome, screw the sex, what about the belle of the department? Is the belle of the department more important than teammates? Are teammates not those who depend on each other in life and death? Teammates risk their lives to save you, teammates are true love.

Their battlefield began, and no matter who was sitting across from them at the computer, the heroes of Dorm 303 were never intimidated, to paraphrase a great man: "We must take the enemy seriously tactically, but despise them strategically."

The four members of Dorm 303 each had their own characteristics. Zhao Baliao was the kind of hothead who would "go even if there were ten thousand people," so he was suitable for playing tanks. Li Liang was more cunning and liked to play dirty tricks and sneak attacks, so he was responsible for jungling. Liu Ziqiang had excellent mechanics, so he played AD carry. Qin Ze had average hand speed and average mechanics, but he had an unparalleled overall view, so he was the core of the team, and he played support.

The last person happily typed: "Wow, first time I've seen mid lane no one wants, thanks everyone!"

Li Liang replied with a cheap shot: "You're welcome, son."

"..."

The four of them familiarly sneaked into the enemy's jungle to ambush the jungler, while the mid laner stood under the tower dancing. Qin Ze spammed him with pings, but he remained indifferent.

Li Liang placed a ward in the jungle, and a moment later, all five enemies appeared in sight.

Qin Ze frowned, issued a danger ping, and led the team to retreat. If only one enemy had entered the jungle, the ambush would have been successful, but the other side was clearly not a noob and intentionally wanted to start a team fight at the beginning. Qin Ze's side only had four people, so they couldn't engage, nor did they dare to engage, lest they get wiped out in a team fight, and then the game would be over.

"What's this guy doing?" Li Liang was a little annoyed.

Qin Ze placed a ward in the river to prevent the enemy from sneaking over, and then helped Li Liang get the red buff.

"Help mid lane gank at level three first," Qin Ze said. Then he went to the bottom lane to support Liu Ziqiang.

A moment later, "doublekill"

The enemy mid laner got two kills.

"What's going on!" Qin Ze looked dumbfounded.

"Damn, this idiot," Li Liang yelled, "I pinged for half a day, didn't he see it? Damn, I ambushed and left the enemy mid laner with low health, and he was watching from the sidelines... He didn't react until the enemy flashed away, then he flashed to chase under the tower, damn it, he wants to tower dive at level three?"

"How did you die!"

"I, I... I saw the enemy had no health, so I flashed too... Who knew this guy actually had heal."

Qin Ze thought for a moment: "Find a chance to gank again, if this guy can't be helped, then help Baliao. Come gank bot lane at level six."

After a while, Li Liang ran directly to the top lane to gank, and the two cooperated tacitly, successfully taking an enemy kill.

Our side successfully got first blood, but the next moment the enemy returned the favor, the mid laner was caught by the enemy's jungler, and with their cooperation, they easily took his life.

Li Liang typed: "Mid lane, play safe."

Two minutes later, the mid laner was killed again.

Li Liang typed again: "Damn, can you look at the map?"

One minute later, the mid lane tower was gone.

Li Liang continued to type: "Elementary school student?"

"You're the elementary school student, your whole family are elementary school students." The mid laner seemed very annoyed.

Li Liang complained: "If your level isn't that of an elementary school student, I'll livestream myself eating shit."

"Eat it, I'm a middle school student."

"Who believes that."

"I'm a girl."

"If you're a girl, I'll livestream cutting off my JJ."

Fifteen minutes later, the mid laner had been killed twelve times, with zero kills and zero assists.

Qin Ze glanced at the map. The mid lane, bot lane, and jungler were all missing. He raised an eyebrow and marked the dragon pit. Sure enough, the three opponents were trying to steal the dragon. To confuse the enemy, the jungler appeared in the top lane to gank Zhao Baliao. Our mid laner continued to farm minions like a simpleton. At the dragon pit, Qin Ze and his two teammates were fighting fiercely with the three opponents. Zhao Baliao was struggling for his life. After running around in circles, he finally kicked the bucket.

The outcome on the dragon side was also clear. Taking advantage of their joy in fighting the dragon, Qin Ze flashed in and used his ultimate, stunning three people. Li Liang immediately entered the battlefield, using his ultimate to trap the three. After sacrificing Qin Ze and Liu Ziqiang, they wiped out the opposing team and conveniently took the dragon.

The situation finally improved slightly. Qin Ze exhaled, lit a cigarette, and then saw the mid laner's delayed reaction: "Awesome!"

"Awesome your ass." Li Liang typed, muttering, "How could we be matched with such an idiot... Wait, Bronze rank?"

The four people in Dorm 303 were of similar rank. If they played together, they wouldn't encounter experts or noobs, except for those using smurf accounts.

Qin Ze thought for a moment, feeling a little guilty. He had played with Qin Baobao yesterday and suffered a five-game losing streak, causing his rank to plummet, which led to this "equally skilled" guy.

The situation was still one-sided, and their territory was gradually being eaten away. Two crystals were destroyed. But at thirty-five minutes, the peak reversed. The opponents were obviously careless. After gaining an advantage, they started to slack off, not pressing their advantage, but instead going for the Baron. As a result, the four-man team seized the opportunity to launch a counterattack at the Baron, wiping out the opposing team.

This is a common problem for low and mid-tier players. They never go home unless they're asking for death, relying entirely on their recklessness. After gaining an advantage, they always think about continuing to bully the weak, maintaining the advantage. "Hmm, only five divine items? No, can't push yet, wait until we have six divine items before pushing..."

Qin Ze looked at the respawn time and put out his cigarette. "We'll clear the minions all the way through. Baliao, go home to heal and teleport to join us."

Zhao Baliao was a tank. The others could have low health, but he couldn't. As long as he could stand and tank the tower, they could push down the opponent's base in one go. The opponent only had one high ground tower left in the mid lane.

Forty-two seconds later, in the last second before the opponents respawned, the crystal exploded.

Victory!

The four people leaned back on the sofa, looking exhausted. They had been mentally strained for more than half an hour, and it was finally over.

At this moment, Qin Ze noticed that the simpleton mid laner had requested to add him as a friend.

Accepted!

"[Great God, Great God], please carry me!" [Great God, please carry me!]

"None of them added me as a friend, only you agreed."

"[Great God], please accept my knees, wuwuwu..." [Great God, please accept my knees, boo hoo...]

"Take me to show off, take me to fly, take me to rank up."

"I'm a girl."