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Chapter 338: Want to Be a Boss



Chapter 338: Want to Be a Boss

Some people even took the initiative to ask An Yang:

[If you win, you want Jian Yiling to clarify the situation and apologize to Mo Shiyun and her mother. However, what happens if you lose? Although it’s quite unlikely, we still want to ask first.]

[True, the person who commented right above me is correct.]

After a while, An Yang came online to reply:

[If I lose, Jian Yiling will be my boss. I will follow her everywhere and be at her beck and call.]

As soon as An Yang said this, the campus forum became even more lively.

Although everyone thought the probability of Jian Yiling winning was very low, it was still an interesting thought!

The forum was buzzing with activity. Jian Yiling’s reply became particularly important.

Hu Jiaojiao was incredibly worried about Jian Yiling. She knew that An Yang wasn’t someone that they wanted to mess with.

Apart from Qiu Yizhen, An Yang was the person that you wanted to avoid at school the most.

Strictly speaking, one would want to avoid An Yang even more than Qiu Yizhen. He was more dangerous when provoked.

However, as of now, Qiu Yizhen was suspended. And thus, An Yang was the number one bully.

“Yiling, let’s not compete.” Hu Jiaojiao suggested. “I heard that An Yang is very good at playing games. Furthermore, he’s good at all types of games. We probably can’t even win against him in Candy Crush!”

“I want to compete against him.”

“Huh?” Hu Jiaojiao said. Her mouth grew wide in surprise as she asked: “Why?”

“I want to be his boss,” Jian Yiling replied.

Jian Yiling felt that she had a lot of small problems that she had to deal with at school. And thus, if she had a lackey, she could avoid a lot of unnecessary problems.

Hu Jiaojiao looked at Jian Yiling in surprise. She found that her friend’s expression was particularly serious.

It seemed as though... Yiling really wanted to be... A boss.

Whilst Hu Jiaojiao was surprised, Jian Yiling was already typing a reply to An Yang’s message.

[‘Zerg Invasion’, Tonight 7 pm.]

Jian Yiling’s reply was brief and concise.

She told him the game and the time.

Upon receiving Jian Yiling’s reply, An Yang was stunned. Jian Yiling had chosen ‘Zerg Invasion’?

And the time was set at 7pm this evening?

What was wrong with this girl? Did she want to lose or something? Or did she simply not know that An Yang was very good at playing ‘Zerg Invasion’?

For this reason, An Yang had sent her a message to confirm whether ‘Zerg Invasion’ was indeed the game that she wanted to compete in. He wondered whether she had sent the wrong message.

After Jian Yiling replied that it was indeed the game, An Yang finally accepted it.

Hu Jiaojiao looked over at the message that Jian Yiling sent. When she saw it, she was shocked: “Yiling, why did you pick ‘Zerg Invasion’?’”

Hu Jiaojiao thought to herself, it’s doomed. It’s over.

If they picked Candy Crush, they might have had a chance of winning.

However, how could they possibly win in ‘Zerg Invasion’?!

“I’ve only played this game,” Jian Yiling replied.

She didn’t have much time to play games. However, she spent quite a bit of time on this game. This was mostly due to Yu Xi.

“Ah...” Hu Jiaojiao cried out. “I should have introduced you to other games...”

It was doomed.

After Jian Yiling replied, An Yang took a screenshot and uploaded it as proof that Jian Yiling had accepted his challenge.

As soon as the screenshot got uploaded, everyone was in hysterics.

[What’s going on with Jian Yiling? Does she want to lose or something?]

[Does she not know that An Yang is an expert at this game?]

[Not only is he an expert, but I also heard that An Yang’s team made it to the top 100 in the online tournament for ‘Zerg Invasion’. The top 100 in the country! All major servers for the country were competing for those spots!]

[Isn’t Jian Yiling basically asking for death? Does she want to apologize to Mo Shiyun that badly?]

[Ugh, I think she might be stupid.]


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