Huayu: Don't force me to be a master

Qian Lang was immersed in the joy of setting up shortcut keys, his right index finger flying across the keyboard and his left hand clicking away happily on the mouse.

He was very familiar with CS1.5; back then, he could control the bullet trajectory of an AK with his eyes closed, making it a single point.

Just as I finished setting up the "Purchase Menu", I caught a glimpse of Liu Yifei on my left, and she seemed a little strange.

The girl sat upright, her eyes fixed on the screen, but her neck was as stiff as a log, and she dared not move.

Qian Lang glanced at it casually; the browser opened, a string of gibberish appeared in the address bar, and on the page...

He was stunned.

"Liu Yifei".

He shouted.

no response.

"Liu Yifei!"

"ah?!"

Liu Yifei flinched like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and hurriedly tried to close the window.

The more anxious I got, the more mistakes I made. I clicked the mouse for ages, but instead of closing the window, a new one popped up—the more exciting kind.

"Don't turn it off."

Qian Lang said, rubbing his forehead.

A fairy-like woman browsing inappropriate websites in an internet cafe? Who would believe that?

Liu Yifei froze, her face turning red from the tips of her ears to the roots of her neck, tears welling up in her eyes.

Ultimately, she's only 15 years old, and she got caught red-handed doing something like this...

Qian Lang sighed, reached out, and quickly closed the page, then cleared the history.

"Alright."

Liu Yifei kept her head down and remained silent.

Su Chang peeked over from the right, looking completely bewildered, and asked.

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay, just do your own thing."

Qian Lang said something.

It's better if fewer people know about this, so Liu Yifei won't want to crawl into a hole and hide.

At this moment, Liu Yifei also showed him a grateful look.

Qian Lang rolled his eyes at her.

"You're still young, wait a few years..."

Well, it would have been better if he hadn't said it, because once he did, Liu Yifei's face turned even redder.

It was rare for him to show a shy or awkward expression on his face.

"I...I'll go buy you drinks."

Liu Yifei hurriedly stood up and spoke.

"Cola!"

Qian Lang said with a smile.

This is youth too.

This scene reminded Qian Lang of the time in his past life when he was caught by his childhood friend's parents watching DVDs at his friend's house.

Having suppressed his laughter, Qian Lang turned his attention back to CS.

Liu Yifei returned quickly, bringing him a bottle of Pepsi, as did Su Chang, but he himself came empty-handed.

"Your mom won't let you drink it?"

Qian Lang took the Coke, opened it, took a sip, and said...

"You'll gain weight."

Liu Yifei looked on with envy as she spoke, her throat involuntarily bobbing.

"Haha, come on, have a sip. Your mom's not here right now."

Qian Lang handed him the Coke as he spoke.

Liu Yifei looked at him, then at the cola, and almost unconsciously took it.

After hesitating, I still took a small sip.

My heart started pounding.

Is this... an indirect kiss?

The girl's face was slightly flushed.

Qian Lang didn't pay any attention.

"Alright, you can play by yourself now."

"Hmm~~"

Liu Yifei agreed.

Only Su Chang saw it all clearly. Something must have just happened, and now Qian Lang was trying to defuse Liu Yifei's awkward situation in his own way.

Thinking of this, Su Chang's gaze towards Qian Lang softened even more.

After this little incident, the three of them finally started using the internet properly again.

Liu Yifei searched her name on Baidu, reading through the posts praising her, her eyes crinkling into crescents with laughter;

Su Chang quietly read the news, occasionally asking Qian Lang a few questions about computer operation;

Qian Lang, on the other hand, became completely immersed in CS, playing game after game, and his skills gradually returned.

"head shot!"

"pretty!"

He dubbed his own voice and had a great time.

Time flies, and when Qianlang checked the time again, it was almost eight o'clock.

"Alright, it's time to go back."

He stood up and spoke.

"If you're any later, your mom will be here."

Liu Yifei ran away from home; Liu Xiaoli just called him.

Instead of letting them go back immediately, he told them not to stay out too late.

Liu Yifei was a little reluctant to leave, but she knew she couldn't stay too long.

So the three of them packed their things and headed out.

As soon as Qian Lang stepped out of the internet cafe, he sensed something was wrong.

Five people were squatting against the opposite wall, smoking cigarettes and glancing this way. When they saw them come out, they stood up.

"Beauty is a curse!"

Qian Lang cursed under his breath.

He could tell with a grain of salt that these people were after Liu Yifei and Su Chang.

He probably spotted the two girls in the internet cafe and is now staking them out here.

"Hurry up and go!"

Qian Lang said something and then took one of their hands, one on each side.

"What's wrong?"

Liu Yifei instinctively shrank back.

Su Chang didn't react, she just shuddered.

"Don't talk, just stay close to me."

As he spoke, Qian Lang led the two of them quickly toward the car.

I hadn't walked ten meters when I heard footsteps behind me.

"Hey, beautiful ladies, leaving so soon? I'll take you guys to have some fun."

Several people surrounded them, laughing and joking, blocking their way.

Qian Lang stopped and stood in front of the two girls.

One of them, a blond-haired guy, was smoking and tilting his head as he looked at him.

"Dude, if you don't want to die, walk away yourself, or I'll bleed you dry in a bit."

Qian Lang didn't say anything, but just looked at the group of people.

The five men were all around twenty years old, dressed in flashy clothes, and two of them were carrying beer bottles.

A typical small-time hoodlum in a county town.

Of course, these petty thugs are also troublesome because they don't know their own strength when they strike.

It could easily lead to someone's death.

"Dude, you've been watching too many gangster movies."

Qian Lang calmly said something.

The more timid you are when you encounter these thugs, the more arrogant they become.

"Haha, that's right, I am Yongkang Chan Ho-nam. If you know what's good for you, get lost now."

The blond-haired man spoke arrogantly.

Su Chang was so frightened that she clung tightly to Qian Lang's clothes, her palms sweating.

Liu Yifei, however, looked excited.

"Qian Lang, beat them up!"

Liu Yifei called out from behind Qian Lang.

Qian Lang shook his head helplessly, but he also knew that it was pointless to reason with these thugs.

only!

He really didn't want to fight.

Beating these people is not satisfying at all.

Just then, Qian Lang moved.

He took a step forward and threw a right punch straight at the blond-haired man's face.

Huang Mao hurriedly raised his hand to block, but missed—the punch was a feint; the real killing move was the kick below.

"Bang!"

The blond-haired man was kicked away, crashed into the wall, slid down, and dry heaved while clutching his stomach.

The remaining four hesitated for a moment, then rushed forward.

Qian Lang dodged a beer bottle by sidestepping it, grabbed the man's wrist and twisted it, causing the beer bottle to fall to the ground and the man to kneel down.

Another person rushed up and was hit in the face with an elbow, causing blood to gush from his nose on the spot.

Two others hesitated as they saw how fierce he was.

"Go!"

The one on the ground covered his nose and shouted.

The two exchanged a glance, gritted their teeth, and charged forward.

Just as Qian Lang was about to make a move, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a cold light out of the corner of his eye.

One of the thugs pulled a switchblade from his pocket, snapped it open, and stabbed at him.

That's really daring! This guy actually aimed for Qian Lang's liver.

If he were truly stabbed, Qian Lang would undoubtedly die.

Qian Lang dodged to the side, the blade grazing his clothes.

He grabbed the man's wrist holding the knife, twisted it hard, and the knife fell to the ground.

But the man had long fingernails, and when he struggled, he scratched the back of the man's hand.

It wasn't deep, but blood gushed out immediately.

Qian Lang frowned, and his expression changed.

There's blood!