National School Prince is a Girl - V1C7
1. Hacker Queen Becomes a High School Student
2. Old Fu Jiu No More
3. F*uck off!
4. Payback
5. Hypocrisy Is Intolerable
6. I Need Money!
7. Friend Request Rejected!
8. Deal!
9. Just Smiling...
10. Counter-Hacking
11. The Hug
12. Nice Body, Bro!
13. Found Him!
14. K.O.
15. Whatever
16. Guilt and Anger
17. Mother-and-Daughter duo
18. The Internet Cafe
19. Where is Spade Z?
20. Do You Have A Secret Crush On Me?
21. Karma
22. Sorry Not Sorry
23. The noose is tightening
24. Scumbags
25. Let’s Have a Gay Meeting!?
26. Are you a boy or a girl?
27. Xue Yaoyao’s Buns
28. Aiya!
29. Just a meeting
30. Surprise!
31. I’m Spade Z, Fu Jiu
32. Dumplings
33. Call me 'Lord Jiu'
34. Ten Lobsters for Lord Jiu
35. Men's Room or Women's Room?
Chapter 7: Friend Request Rejected!
"He may be a rookie, but his abilities are anything but those of a rookie.
He's already secured ten first-clears; Captain only had nine at his
stage..." The young man, Coco, quickly shifted the topic. "Still, he can’t
compare to Captain. He’s decent, though. If we bring him on board with
Captain, our Supreme Alliance will be unstoppable!"
Qin Mo glanced at the game figures on the screen. Initially silent, he raised an eyebrow as he watched that player wield a weapon, unleashing a firestorm. "PM him."
Coco’s eyes sparkled at the command. While clutching a stuffed toy, he sent a friend request to Spade Z. To his shock, Spade Z rejected it!
Rejected?!
Coco felt as if he had just taken a massive hit worth 10 million damage points! His in-game name was linked to the request. How could it possibly be turned down?
Coco carried the same in-game name and was ranked in the nation's top ten! But that wasn’t the main issue. The real problem was that he was a well-known professional gamer. Each time he live-streamed, he drew millions of viewers, yet this player had the nerve to decline his friend request?
"I’m determined to make him accept my request!" Coco, with his head of blond curls and a fierce expression, logged into a different account. "Captain, what’s your password?"
Qin Mo didn’t stop him and casually recited a string of numbers. Coco logged into the game again. Just as he entered the homepage, the entire server went wild!
"What did I just witness? Almighty! Oh my god, God has joined!"
"Ahhh! Please share the Almighty's coordinates!"
"It’s set to private."
Of course, Coco kept the coordinates private. He knew logging in with his captain’s account would crash the server! Feeling confident, he sent another friend request to Spade Z, convinced that this time he would make the other player beg and call him "Big Brother." But to his surprise, he was rejected once more!
Rejected again?! What on earth was going on?!
Coco bit the rabbit’s ear in frustration. "Is he really that clueless? Anyone who keeps up with games knows who Young Master Qin is! The National League Contest was streamed on both TV and online for crying out loud!"
Qin Mo set aside his physics textbook and typed on the keyboard, sending another friend request. "This is Qin Mo."
Meanwhile, Fu Jiu was busy testing her finger flexibility when more friend requests flooded in. Annoyed by the constant notifications, she casually responded with one hand, lollipop in her mouth, "So what?"
Another rejection notification popped up, but this time it came with an extra message. Coco stared at the screen in disbelief. "What does he mean? He’s rejecting Young Master Qin even though he knows who he is?!"
Qin Mo narrowed his sharp eyes, intrigued, as the corner of his mouth turned up slightly.
No way—had Young Master Qin just smiled? Surely, he must have imagined it! To distract himself, Coco grabbed the keyboard again. "If you know who he is, why not accept the request?!"
No reaction? Offline? Offline?! Coco felt like he had been played with, and the person who had teased him had vanished before he could even address his frustration!
"Young Master Qin..." Coco turned his head, his expression revealing that he felt outmatched before the battle had even started. How unfair!
Qin Mo glanced at the game figures on the screen. Initially silent, he raised an eyebrow as he watched that player wield a weapon, unleashing a firestorm. "PM him."
Coco’s eyes sparkled at the command. While clutching a stuffed toy, he sent a friend request to Spade Z. To his shock, Spade Z rejected it!
Rejected?!
Coco felt as if he had just taken a massive hit worth 10 million damage points! His in-game name was linked to the request. How could it possibly be turned down?
Coco carried the same in-game name and was ranked in the nation's top ten! But that wasn’t the main issue. The real problem was that he was a well-known professional gamer. Each time he live-streamed, he drew millions of viewers, yet this player had the nerve to decline his friend request?
"I’m determined to make him accept my request!" Coco, with his head of blond curls and a fierce expression, logged into a different account. "Captain, what’s your password?"
Qin Mo didn’t stop him and casually recited a string of numbers. Coco logged into the game again. Just as he entered the homepage, the entire server went wild!
"What did I just witness? Almighty! Oh my god, God has joined!"
"Ahhh! Please share the Almighty's coordinates!"
"It’s set to private."
Of course, Coco kept the coordinates private. He knew logging in with his captain’s account would crash the server! Feeling confident, he sent another friend request to Spade Z, convinced that this time he would make the other player beg and call him "Big Brother." But to his surprise, he was rejected once more!
Rejected again?! What on earth was going on?!
Coco bit the rabbit’s ear in frustration. "Is he really that clueless? Anyone who keeps up with games knows who Young Master Qin is! The National League Contest was streamed on both TV and online for crying out loud!"
Qin Mo set aside his physics textbook and typed on the keyboard, sending another friend request. "This is Qin Mo."
Meanwhile, Fu Jiu was busy testing her finger flexibility when more friend requests flooded in. Annoyed by the constant notifications, she casually responded with one hand, lollipop in her mouth, "So what?"
Another rejection notification popped up, but this time it came with an extra message. Coco stared at the screen in disbelief. "What does he mean? He’s rejecting Young Master Qin even though he knows who he is?!"
Qin Mo narrowed his sharp eyes, intrigued, as the corner of his mouth turned up slightly.
No way—had Young Master Qin just smiled? Surely, he must have imagined it! To distract himself, Coco grabbed the keyboard again. "If you know who he is, why not accept the request?!"
No reaction? Offline? Offline?! Coco felt like he had been played with, and the person who had teased him had vanished before he could even address his frustration!
"Young Master Qin..." Coco turned his head, his expression revealing that he felt outmatched before the battle had even started. How unfair!
