“Isn’t your elder brother a professional player of ‘W2’? He is also a member of the Emperor Game Club.” Phoebe instigated her. “Why don’t you have your brother compete with them so that we can figure out whether Claire is really good at playing games or not.”
She didn’t believe Claire was actually that good at playing games.
When it came to a professional player, Claire would definitely lose.
Becky curled her lips and snorted coldly. “Forget it, my brother won’t play games with these nobodies. Even if he wants to play, he’ll only play with legends like April.”
The group of people went back to their homes respectively, leaving only Derek and Claire on the roadside.
“Claire, tell me the truth, have you played ‘W2’ before? You weren’t supposed to be so good if it was the first game you played. Don’t take me as a fool!”
She was obviously very skilled in that game.
Claire raised her eyebrows and looked at him, saying casually. “I also want to ask you. Why do you still play like a rookie after playing it for so long?”
“…”
Derek was speechless.
“I gotta go.” Claire stopped a taxi.
Not long after she got in the car, her phone rang and a voice message popped up.
She clicked on it and Derek’s crying sound rang.
“Master… I feel so bad… They… they laughed at me as a rookie and didn’t take me when playing games. They also said that it was sheer luck… that you accepted me as your disciple. But you did that because of my talent, didn’t you?… They just don’t believe me, boohoo…”
He cried till he was out of breath.
Claire typed a few words as the reply: [Yes, they are right.]
On the other side, Derek was crying and running wildly on the street when he saw the reply.
He didn’t want to live anymore!
The next day, noon.
A group of people sat in a milk tea shop.
Phoebe and Becky were talking and laughing with the boys.
Suddenly someone shouted. “Claire, here!”
They turned their heads only to see Claire pushing open the glass door and walking towards them.
Phoebe and Becky scowled at the same time.
The boys who had been sitting next to them got up one after another and gathered around Claire.
Chuck leaned on the counter and said to Claire, “Order whatever you want to drink. It’s my treat.”
Wayne patted his head. “Hey, show some respect to Big Sister Claire!”
Becky rolled her eyes and poked the milk tea straw. “Why is she here again? What a nuisance!”
Phoebe glanced over, feeling tightness in her chest.
She relied on Becky to become a member of this small group.
But Claire could always steal her things easily.
Why?!
Phoebe concealed the jealousy in her eyes and whispered to Becky. “She seems to have been called over by Joe. Isn’t Joe chasing you? Did he… fall for Claire?”
These words really hurt Becky’s self-esteem.
She was so angry that her face turned purple and she couldn’t even drink the milk tea anymore.
And that was exactly what Phoebe wanted.
After school, the school gate was crowded with people.
In the empty corridor, Becky leaned against the wall, with arms around her chest, looking arrogant.
Joe stood opposite and looked at her, all smiles. “Becky, why did you call me over?”
Becky glanced at him. “You are chasing me, right?”
Joe’s face blushed red. “You finally noticed it?”
Becky gave a smug smile. “Okay, I can give you a chance to chase me.”
When Joe heard it, his eyes lit up. The surprise came out of the blue.
“Re… really?”
“Sure.” Becky snorted coldly. “However, you have to promise me one thing first.”