Chapter 117 - 90: Training

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Suddenly realizing that his girlfriend was a "skin trader," Qin Miao cursed under his breath, but his body was very honest, and he immediately asked Qimeng for a set of accessories. Using his girlfriend’s things, Qin Miao had no psychological burden at all. However, since most of what Qimeng had stored were accessories commonly seen in competitions, like gloves, daggers, and case stickers, she hadn’t hoarded any weapon skins. So, when Qin Miao asked for the accessories, Qimeng just gave him two pairs of gloves and two daggers. A slightly worn Miami Storm and a brand new Mint pair of gloves, plus a brand new Emerald Butterfly Knife and a Ruby M9 Bayonet. Although the colors of the gloves and daggers didn’t match well, these were indeed the four most expensive accessories in Qimeng’s inventory. To be honest, these four accessories together amounted to at least 150,000. After putting on the new accessories, Qin Miao couldn’t wait to pull the two of them into his team; he wanted to test out these accessories in the game. Zhou Guanyu watched this scene with some envy, but he wasn’t envious of Qin Miao getting free accessories. As a rich second generation himself, he wasn’t short of money. What he envied was that Qin Miao had found a girlfriend who, like him, loved to play CS:GO. How did Qin Miao deserve this!?? Once in the game, Qin Miao and Zhou Guanyu intended to bring Qimeng along as a kind of extra weight training. After all, there were already few girls who played CS:GO, and there were even fewer who played it well. So, the two of them didn’t have high expectations for Qimeng’s skills. However, once in the game, Qimeng’s controls didn’t resemble those of a novice who hasn’t touched a game before. On the contrary, her pre-aiming was crisp, her movement was precise and graceful, her reaction speed and positioning ability were extremely excellent, and even her map understanding wasn’t much worse than the two of them. She was like a true high-level player. Thus, the originally planned two-man party became a three-person team that wreaked havoc in the game. However, with an extra person, their gaming environment in the official matches deteriorated. Although there weren’t any obvious hackers, they encountered slight aim-assists and occasional five-man teams, which pummeled the three into a painful state. After about an hour and a half of gameplay, by around 4 p.m., the trio reluctantly left the internet cafe. The remaining afternoon time was spent by Qin Miao and Zhou Guanyu in the gym, while Qimeng went back to her room to continue reading. The three met again in the hotel restaurant for dinner. After dinner, the three didn’t head back to the internet cafe; it’s not that their gaming addiction had diminished, but because Zhou Guanyu was checking out and heading home today. He figured since Qin Miao and Qimeng couldn’t leave the UK anytime soon, instead of spending money to stay at an unpleasant hotel, they might as well stay at his place. After all, he lived alone, and there were plenty of empty rooms for them to use. Additionally, Zhou Guanyu had a rough understanding of Qin Miao’s character and trusted him, accepting him as a friend. Qin Miao and Qimeng exchanged a glance; Qin Miao didn’t mind, and Qimeng, after thinking about it, laughed and agreed. After dinner, the two checked out of the hotel, packed their belongings, and got into Zhou Guanyu’s car. Zhou Guanyu’s ride was a Renault. Given that he’s part of the Renault youth training team, while not as influential as the F1 drivers, F2 drivers still have a certain level of influence. If someone saw a Renault training driver driving a car of another brand, it would be a slap in Renault’s face. On the way, the three of them could always find topics to chat about, so the drive wasn’t boring. By the time they got to Zhou Guanyu’s home, it was two hours later. Zhou Guanyu was a genuine rich second generation, after all real racing is not for the poor. His place in London wasn’t rented but a purchased flat of over 170 square meters. He usually lived there alone, with at most a cleaner coming to clean once every two days. With two more people suddenly, Zhou Guanyu not only didn’t find it noisy but found his home felt much livelier. Of course, when allocating rooms to these two scoundrels, Zhou Guanyu was inevitably fed a bunch of dog food. "These two rooms are next to each other and both have their own bathroom. One room for each of you." At that moment, naïve Zhou Guanyu thought, although these two are always so lovey-dovey and usually stick together, they look so young that they must have only just become adults. And indeed, that was the case. But what he didn’t expect was, after saying that, Qin Miao walked over, patted Zhou Guanyu on the shoulder, and with a peculiar expression, dragged his luggage into one of the rooms. Just when Zhou Guanyu looked bewildered, not understanding why Qin Miao had that expression, Qimeng also came over to him. Originally, Qimeng wanted to pat Zhou Guanyu on the shoulder like Qin Miao did, but due to her height, reaching his shoulder was a bit of a stretch. Trying to do so would lose all sense of cool. So Qimeng just looked at Zhou Guanyu, nodded, and sighed deeply. Zhou Guanyu: ??? "What’s wrong?" After Qin Miao put things away, he came to the door and, right in front of Zhou Guanyu, wrapped his arm around Qimeng’s waist and kissed her on the lips.

Chapter 117 - 90: Training

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