Chapter 127: Familiarity

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While Lu Zhaoying lauded her accomplishments, Qin Ran bit on her chopstick and pondered hard.

There was a member named Meng Xinran in the team?

Cheng Mu was also shocked. “She’s the third fastest in the OST team, and she’s a female?”

“Exactly.” Lu Zhaoying was an internet-addicted teenager and a hardcore fan of the team OST. He lit up at the mention of this. “Sun G.o.d’s highest speed is at 607. Meng Xinran competed with Sun G.o.d and achieved a speed of 500+. It was higher than the third-place Yi Ji and set a new record for the third place. I’ve seen the record she left behind.”

“Impressive.” Cheng Mu had also played this game in university. Although he wasn’t as fascinated, he still understood it.

Then, he sighed.

Qin Ran listened to their conversation and picked up a piece of ribs while thinking slowly.

Hand speed was also known as the APM. It was generally around 300 to 400 for normal professional players.

The Kyushu Tour had a very high-speed requirement that reached 500, surpa.s.sing the average record of ordinary professional players.

Then, Meng Xinran indeed had the talent to be a professional gamer.

No wonder the team OST had let a girl join them.

But all these had nothing to do with her.

After Lu Zhaoying finished speaking, he looked at Qin Ran again and put down his chopsticks. “Wait, you don’t know Meng Xinran?”

Qin Ran was still eating and responded casually, “Yeah.”

No—

Aren’t you a fan of team OST, how could you not know Meng Xinran? The newest member of OST?!

Lu Zhaoying turned over and stared blankly at Qin Ran.

“I already told you I’m not a fan of OST.” Qin Ran took a bite of rice and narrowed her eyes slightly.

She looked at Lu Zhaoying, propped her legs up, and raised an eyebrow. “You didn’t believe me.”

Lu Zhaoying wanted to say something when Cheng Juan reached out and knocked on the table. “Eat first.”

**

“If you’re not a fan of OST, why do you have their hat?” After dinner, Lu Zhaoying turned on the computer and got ready to play a game.

Qin Ran wrapped the blanket on her body, took out her mobile phone, and opened QQ. “I bought it randomly online.”

Lu Zhaoying waited for the game to load and turned to look at Qin Ran, touching his ear studs subconsciously, as if a.s.sessing the credibility of her sentence.

Once the game loaded, Lu Zhaoying took the game characters to the arena.

He suddenly remembered something and canceled the match, then turned to Qin Ran and raised an eyebrow. “Do you have an account? Shall we play together?”

Lu Zhaoying had seen Qin Ran playing games before, but most of them were duplicated materials and he had never seen her play the arena before.

Kyushu Tour was an explosive PvP (player vs player) and PvE (player vs environment) game. Other than the character backgrounds that already came with the game, players could also create their own character cards. PvP made use of the player’s control of their character cards.

But most of the self-created character cards were too weak. Two years ago, someone had defied the natural order to create two attack cards and self-creation had been popular for a while, but not many people did it anymore.

“What’s your skill level? What position are you in?” Lu Zhaoying played rather well, and even though he wasn’t a professional player, his hand speed reached 300 and he was considered a master amongst the amateurs.

“My skill level is about 2078 and I’m in the ninth level of the Guru cla.s.s.” Lu Zhaoying’s hand was still on his mouse.

Kyushu Tour had 7 sections: Beginner Rookie, Intermediate Rookie, Advanced Rookie, Apprentice, Master, Guru, and Supreme.

There were nine levels in each cla.s.s, and the cla.s.s could only be upgraded once all nine stars were achieved.

Kyushu Tour didn’t tolerate any faults and focused on the individual player’s ability to match their cards to their skills.

Most of the players in the game ranged from Rookie to Apprentice. As for the Master cla.s.s, the requirement for hand speed, awareness, and the overall view was too strict.

Lu Zhaoying’s nine star level in the Master cla.s.s couldn’t compare with the professional players, but among the amateur players, he could be regarded as an expert.

Qin Ran shook his head. “I’m not in the Guru cla.s.s.”

Only players in the same cla.s.s could play a match together.

Lu Zhaoying subconsciously thought that Qin Ran hadn’t reached the Guru cla.s.s yet, so he simply nodded. “I’ve seen your hand speed before. It’s probably about 200, which is much higher than the average person. Your rank should be in the Master cla.s.s, which is also very powerful.” Last time, Lu Zhaoying had seen Qin Ran position herself in the game and had garnered a rough judgment on her hand speed.

Of course, Lu Zhaoying had forgotten that Qin Ran had still been injured at that time and hadn’t used force.

**

Mid-November, Sat.u.r.day.

The weather was getting colder.

Qin Ran left cla.s.s at noon and took the time to go to the bank, which was particularly crowded today.

She glanced at the people in the queue and turned to the VIP room to transfer a sum of money.

When she came out, the manager still sent her out personally.

After transferring the money, Qin Ran took the bus to the hospital to see Chen Shulan.

Ning Qing and Ning Wei were already there.

Ning Wei was helping Chen Shulan pack her things.

“Mom, why do you keep such an old thing?” Ning Qing stood at the side and watched Ning Wei sort out the things in the bag one by one.

When Ning Qing had brought Chen Shulan here, she had told Chen Shulan that she didn’t need to bring anything and she would arrange it for her.

But Chen Shulan had still brought a pile of old things.

It looked so shabby that Ning Qing was embarra.s.sed to take it out in front of the nurse.

Ning Wei laughed instead. “Mom is nostalgic.”

“There are a few things I’ve left for Ran Ran.” Chen Shulan coughed a few times, her breathing thin. “And there are a few things to be divided between Yu’er and Xiao Nan.”

“Grandma, there’s no need, you should keep it for yourself.” Mu Ying heard Chen Shulan and immediately stood up to speak.

Mu Nan sat on the other side with a cold expression, but his tone was gentle as he nodded coolly. “Thank you, grandma.”

Chen Shulan nodded and didn’t say much. “Then I’ll give what you don’t want to your brother.”

Mu Ying didn’t really care.

At this time, Ning Qing’s phone rang. It was a video call from Qin Yu.

Ning Qing enlarged Qin Yu’s beautiful face.

“Mom, did you see this? This is where I’ll be performing.” Qin Yu turned sideways and showed a magnificent opera house behind her. “Many celebrities have used this place before too.”

Ning Qing nodded and said with a flushed face, “The opera house in Beijing is indeed indifferent, it’s more stylish than our Yun Cheng.”

Qin Yu tried to take her phone as far as possible so that Ning Qing and the others could look at the scene behind.

Soon, someone from the Shen family beside Qin Yu started asking her about the performance details, to which she answered one by one slowly.

Her content was official and high-end.

Mu Ying leaned over and looked carefully at the phone screen.

Ning Qing tilted her phone and wanted to let Qin Ran take a closer look at it. She didn’t even know just how beautiful the buildings and roads in Beijing were.

She didn’t look up and kept her head lowered while slicing an apple.

“Your grandma left something for you.” Ning Qing glanced at Qin Ran and without speaking, she turned the camera directly to show Qin Yu what Ning Wei had placed outside.

Qin Yu glanced at it through the lens.

The things on the ground were in a mess, and even though there weren’t many, it looked very worn out after many years.

Qin Yu was obviously uninterested and just smiled a little. “Mom, there’s no need, just leave it for my cousins.”

After hanging up, Ning Qing felt a lot better.

She tilted her head and asked Mu Nan with a smile, “Do you want to go to Beijing like your Second Cousin next time?”

“I don’t know. I’ll see where I can go with my results next time.” Mu Nan took another knife and put Qin Ran’s sliced apples onto a plate.

Mu Ying, on the other hand, longed for it. “Aunt, is Second Cousin going to perform in that opera house?”

Only Mu Ying liked to talk to her about such things, so Ning Qing nodded. “Yes, she’s there to become an apprentice to a master. Yu’er has obtained a few minutes at the performance of her future master. After a few days, I’ll give you the ticket.”

It didn’t take long for the sky to darken and for the rain to fall.

The rain was heavy. Ning Wei’s family and Ning Qing went home one after another.

Qin Ran didn’t bring an umbrella and originally wanted to try to walk in the rain, but the rain was too heavy and she was very cold.

Her coat was soaked.

The phone in her pocket rang.

Qin Ran glanced at the rain and thought for a while. Then, she stopped walking and stood by the gate to answer the phone.

**

After finis.h.i.+ng a case, Cheng Mu went out with Qian Dui and drove away in Cheng Mu’s car. Lu Zhaoying drove his car to the hospital for Cheng Juan.

“Master Juan, I’ve asked Qian Dui. Qin Ran is definitely related to him.” Lu Zhaoying looked at Cheng Juan in the rearview mirror.

Cheng Juan leaned against the door, his eyes dark as he pondered hard over something.

Lu Zhaoying felt strange and glanced over at him, then he saw Qin Ran at the gate.

She seemed to be talking to someone.

He stared at his back view. It was a tall boy wearing a cap.

He couldn’t see the guy’s face from this angle, but he could see his side profile under the cap.

Lu Zhaoying felt a sense of familiarity. Then he sat up straight on the driver’s seat in agitation and almost went crazy. “That… that’s…”