The white rose I picked up cried and said she liked me.

Jiang Xun then stretched out his hand and pointed to a chubby boy in the crowd who was holding a phone: "That's Xiao Chen, the gaming king, the highest rank in the class, an e-sports god."

Upon hearing someone mention him, Xiao Chen immediately put away his phone, ran over with light, quick steps, touched the back of his round head, and chuckled endearingly.

"Hello, Uncle Xu!" Xiao Chen, outgoing and lively, was exceptionally friendly. "What games do you usually play? I'm proficient in almost everything, and I'll always help you rank up and carry you to victory!"

Xu Nian had some impression of him. When she first entered the class, she heard this chubby boy bragging about his gaming achievements.

But he had never played games before and couldn't understand what the other person was saying at all. He could only vaguely judge from the envious looks of the surrounding teenagers that the other person was quite strong.

He chuckled sheepishly, "Sorry, classmate, I don't play games much."

Xiao Chen laughed and said, "That's true. Uncle Xu, at your age, your reaction speed is definitely not up to par. You'll probably only get crushed in games."

Although there was nothing wrong with what he said, Xu Nian felt strange, as if it was mocking his age.

Jiang Xun frowned and kicked Xiao Chen in the butt: "Old Xiao, how can you talk like that? When you get to Uncle Xu's age, you'll probably still be worrying about where to find your next job."

"The fact that Uncle Xu still has the energy to go back to school means he must be making up for the regrets of his youth in his spare time. His pursuits have long since transcended games and are much more profound than yours. You're just being sarcastic."

He turned to Xu Nian and said, "Uncle Xu, I'm sorry, this fat guy is just a little clumsy with words, but he's not a bad person. Please don't mind him."

Xiao Chen immediately realized his slip of the tongue and quickly lowered his head, scratching his head sheepishly, "I'm sorry, Uncle Xu, I didn't mean to mock you, I just wanted to show off, please don't misunderstand."

As he spoke, he took a bottle of Coke from his drawer and handed it to Xu Nian, saying, "Uncle Xu, please don't hold a grudge against me."

Looking at his honest and simple appearance, Xu Nian's slight displeasure instantly vanished.

He never intended to argue with these young men. Only young people are so outspoken, and at least getting along with them is much more interesting than dealing with those old, slick school leaders who are always so tactless.

Xu Nian took the Coke, unscrewed the cap, tilted his head back, and took a sip. The sweet bubbles burst in his mouth, and he smiled as he said, "Being good at games is a really impressive skill. I saw on the news the other day that Haicheng is going to host an international gaming tournament at the end of the month, with a prize pool of 30 million US dollars."

"Yes, yes, yes, The International for Dota 2!" These words instantly lit up Xiao Chen's eyes. He perked up immediately, his eyes filled with longing: "My dream is to become a professional Dota 2 player, represent my country, and win glory for my nation!"

Jiang Xun, both amused and exasperated, nudged Xiao Chen's chubby arm: "My e-sports superstar, if you really want to play professionally, you should just go to a youth training camp. Why bother going to university?"

Xiao Chen's face fell helplessly, and he gave a bitter laugh: "I have no choice. If I don't come to university, my parents will cut off my allowance."

"Compared to dreams, steamed buns are more important. I'll work for two years after graduation, save enough money, and then pursue my dreams."

Jiang Xun chuckled and rolled his eyes at him: "Then I advise you to give up on your dream as soon as possible. Professional gamers only have a short career span. By the time you graduate from university, work for two years, and are twenty-five or twenty-six, it will be too late."

"Tch, age isn't a flaw, it's all about solid experience," Xiao Chen said confidently, seemingly trying to flatter Xu Nian and make up for his earlier slip of the tongue. "AME is already 29, and he's still the best carry in the country. When I'm 25 or 26, won't I be able to kick Mao Ge and punch Mo Yan, becoming the best mid laner in the country?"

These words caused a burst of laughter from the group of boys.

"Come on, you're kidding me. The other day you took me to the NA server to fish for fish, and I ended up getting fished myself. I died 5 times in lane, was 4 levels behind, and only got 2 CS in 3 minutes. How can you be bragging like that?"

"Just fool your buddies, don't get yourself fooled too."

"I, I..." Xiao Chen's face turned red as he argued hastily, "It's not my fault. The enemy mid laner, Blackbird, was disgusting. The double support of Lion and Pudge used Smoke of Deceit to hook mid at level one. Even if it were Maybe who came to play this lane, they would still have blown the lane and been completely destroyed."

"Moreover, with a ping of 170 or 180 on the US server, my actions are always a bit slow, and the support characters don't come to help, so there's nothing I can do."

Then came some incomprehensible words, such as "fat on the sides" and "dull eyes," which made everyone laugh, filling the classroom with a joyful atmosphere.

Although Xu Nian couldn't understand what they were saying, she was infected by their happy mood and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

It's actually quite interesting being around these young people.

Two and a half minutes later, Jiang Xun's smile faded. He patted Xu Nian on the shoulder and pointed to a boy sitting in the corner: "Uncle Xu, his name is Luo Chen. He's a hardcore anime fan, a shut-in who loves watching anime."

Following the direction Jiang Xun pointed, Xu Nian saw a shy young man.

He kept his head down the whole time, staring intently at his phone screen, immersed in his own world, occasionally chuckling to himself, oblivious to the noise around him.

"Hey! Luo Chen, stop watching those Japanese adult videos!" Jiang Xun shouted at Luo Chen. "Come and get to know our new classmates."

Luo Chen looked up at the sound, his eyes blank and confused, and slowly raised his head to look at everyone.

The moment his gaze fell on Xu Nian, he froze, his eyes filled with shock and panic.

At the same time, Xu Nian was also slightly taken aback, and inexplicably felt that the boy in front of her looked very familiar.

He thought for two and a half seconds and suddenly realized that this was the boy who had taken the pretty doll figurine from his hand when he went to the supermarket with Xiaohuomiao a while ago.

For a moment, he felt that the world was really small, that he could even meet his future classmates.

Luo Chen, however, was not so calm. If Xu Nian were to spread the news that he had bought the Qiong Mei figure, all he would have to do was go down from the third floor without taking the elevator or the stairs.

He forced himself to stand up and walked awkwardly to Xu Nian, his voice barely audible: "Uncle Xu, hello."

After saying that, he made an excuse to go to the toilet and ran away from the classroom.

Xu Nian watched his retreating figure, scratched her head, and muttered to herself.

I was just about to use our chance encounter at the supermarket to strike up a conversation with him, but this guy ran away so fast. He's such a shy boy who's not good with words.