"Senior, did you call me over this late at night just to play games with you?"
"What, is that a problem?"
"It's not, but if you wanted to play, you could've just told me. I'd have logged in and turned on voice chat. Then I wouldn't have had to come all the way over."
Zhou Fan had thought Xia Qingran had called him over late at night because she needed help with something too embarrassing to mention.
It turned out she had been losing at her game and was steaming mad.
"That's obviously different! Talking face-to-face is much better than talking over voice chat."
"If you drag me down, all I can do over voice chat is yell at you. But face-to-face, I can beat you up," Xia Qingran said.
Zhou Fan: "..."
"Quit wasting time and log in. I want revenge!"
"Coming, coming." Resigned, Zhou Fan obediently logged in.
Xia Qingran played jungle.
He played support.
An hour later.
They had lost three games in a row.
Xia Qingran had lost so much that her eyes were lifeless and her expression numb.
"The enemy jungler was good. We really couldn't beat them," Zhou Fan said helplessly.
They had been completely outplayed in those matches.
There was nothing they could do about losing.
"Damn it, their jungler was good? What, am I not good?"
"Senior, how about I try jungling for a round, and you support me?" Zhou Fan suggested.
Xia Qingran immediately looked at him. "What, do you think I'm bad at jungle?"
"No, but you've lost so many games in a row, and you've been jungling the whole time. Sometimes you need to switch roles and reset your mindset. It helps you climb," Zhou Fan said.
He would never dare call Xia Qingran bad.
If he said that