After several rounds of games, Luo Ye came back to his senses and realized a long time had already passed.
Luo Ye sat on the sofa, stretched lazily, and checked his current rank.
After playing for so long, he had already climbed two minor tiers.
But after playing so many matches today, he seemed to have found a new goal during the online class period.
Climb the ranks!
Thinking back to the summer vacation of his third year of high school, when he wrote during the day, played games at night, and used whatever spare time he had to sleep, Luo Ye felt a wave of nostalgia.
He really had been able to stay up back then. He had no idea how he managed it.
But with his current stamina, he simply could not do the things he had done when he was younger.
Sigh.
He was getting old.
His body was getting worse by the day.
No, that was not right. He had not even done anything, so there was no reason for him to be weak.
Luo Ye stood up and flexed both arms, making the lines of his muscles stand out slightly.
Yeah, he was built like a bull. He was not weak at all.
"What are you doing?"
Who knew what was going through her junior's mind? He had suddenly stood up and struck some bizarre pose, making Su Baizhou look confused.
"Senior Sister, I feel like I could punch a bull to death."
Su Baizhou: ...
She did not know how she was supposed to react right then.
Suddenly, inspiration struck. She walked up to Luo Ye, expressionless, and said in an extremely cringey tone, "But I wonder whether you could withstand this punch of mine."
"Childish."
Luo Ye curled his lips, sat back down