Tomorrow was Saturday.

Although Liang Hui's proposal was foolish, it was quite "civilized". After all, if a real fight broke out, it would be Old Tang and Mad Dog who would have to clean up the mess.

So Luo Wenqiang took the lead and accepted the challenge on behalf of Class 3: "We'll be there, who's afraid of who!"

"..."

Due to the violation of order, both Class 3 and Class 4 were ultimately disqualified and their results were directly invalidated. During Chinese class, Old Tang used class time to educate them: "You can't be impulsive in everything. If you have a problem, you can't just rush up and start throwing punches. You're not kids anymore, you have to take responsibility for your actions..."

The classroom was silent as the grave.

Old Tang saw they were all silent and staring down, and thought it was a sign of extreme embarrassment. His tone softened involuntarily as he said, "Let's consider this a lesson for you all. I hope this kind of thing won't happen again in the future."

During the lunch break, there was no time for a nap. Xie Yu pushed a thick stack of books to the center of his desk, preparing to hide behind them and sleep for a while.

He Chao nudged him with his elbow. "Check the class group chat."

"What?"

Xie Yu didn't open his eyes, his face resting in the crook of his arm. He fumbled around on the desk for a while before finding his phone. With reluctance, he opened the unread message.

[Luo Wenqiang]: Anyone who wants to participate, sign up and join our class gang. I just had someone help me set it up. It's called 'Class 4 Kneel and Call Us Daddy'.

[Xu Jing]: This name is great! It's simple and aggressive, yet still has our class's style.

[Xu Qingqing]: Count me in.

[Wan Da]: I just asked around, the class next door has five nurses, four mages, and basically all the rest are swordsmen. We still don't know what profession Liang Hui plays, but he has three accounts...

Looking at the eager faces of Class 3, Xie Yu's head started to ache. "Are they serious?"

If it was just a physical fight, the formation probably wouldn't be so grand. But with the game, it was like everyone was participating. As long as they had an account, they all wanted to crush the class next door into the ground.

In the afternoon, during the last four classes, everyone was clearly not focused and had their minds on going home to play games. When the bell rang for dismissal, Liu Cunhao was the first to pack up his bag and rush out, saying, "Goodbye, guys! I need to go home and improve my combo skills. See you in the game!"

Xie Yu was leaning against the corridor railing, talking on the phone. Madam Gu was on the other end, chatting away, but the corridor was too noisy and he couldn't hear her clearly, so he just responded with a few "mm-hmm"s.

As Liu Cunhao passed by him, he waved and shouted, "See you later, Brother Yu!"

Liu Cunhao was running too fast and the water bottle in his bag was jostled out and almost fell. He was about to lose it, but He Chao supported it with his hand on the windowsill and reminded him, "Hao-zi, your water bottle."

As Gu Xuelan was speaking, she heard the sound of chaotic footsteps coming from the phone. It was the noise of the campus, the clamor, and the lively voices of boys.

After waiting for a while, Xie Yu didn't hear Madam Gu speak and asked, "Mom?"

"It's nothing," Gu Xuelan came back to her senses and reminded him, "Be careful on your way back."

Over the weekend, Xie Yu went back home for two days and brought a few assignments. After some thought, he also stuffed a set of test papers into his bag. Just as he was about to zip up his backpack, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck.

He Chao played basketball at noon and was covered in sweat. He felt uncomfortable all over his body, so he took advantage of the break after school to take a quick shower in the dormitory.

He slightly bent over, his chin resting on Xie Yu's shoulder, and his wet hair dripping down: "I miss the little friend who I can't see for two days."

Xie Yu zipped up his backpack and turned his head slightly while speaking, "I haven't left yet--"

But he stopped abruptly in the middle of his sentence.

He was caught off guard when He Chao leaned in for a kiss, sending a shiver down his spine.

It was meant to be a simple kiss, just a way to hold onto the person he didn't want to let go of, but he forgot that any contact with He Chao would immediately make him lose control.

This loss of control was even stronger than the feeling he had when playing on the court earlier that day. When Xie Yu opened his eyes again, he found himself pressed against the edge of the desk, his waist aching. His school pants had slipped down to his hips, hanging loosely.

"You're hard," He Chao teased him through the fabric, "Beg me?"

Xie Yu let out a muffled groan and ran his fingers through He Chao's hair, becoming damp.

Although He Chao asked him to beg, he still reached out and helped Xie Yu undo his pants, reaching in to help him. Xie Yu noticed that once he was finished, He Chao was planning to leave. Xie Yu opened his half-closed eyes and asked in a hoarse voice, "...Not doing it?"

Since his birthday, the two of them had not done anything too outrageous. Even if He Chao was already hard, he would still hold back and let go of Xie Yu at the last moment.

He Chao was afraid of hurting him and worried that he had not fully recovered. Plus, the little friend had to take a car back later, so it was not appropriate to continue. "Aren't you going home? Do you plan to stay here with me tonight?"

Xie Yu let go of He Chao's hand that was pressing against the back of his head, propped himself up on the edge of the table, and distanced himself from him. Only then did he become a little more sober.

He Chao asked again, "Will you come to the Broken Heart Cliff tomorrow night?"

"Come my ass, I'm not going."

Xie Yu didn't dare to think about that scene too much: "Too idiotic."

After muttering "too dumb, not going" under his breath, this person returned home. As the time for the decisive battle between the two classes drew closer, he hesitated for a moment before logging into his old game account called "X".

Xie Yu didn't have much of a feeling towards the game Genesis, but he had registered for the account before because Zhou Dalei had used his life to recommend it to him: "I guarantee with my dog life, it's really fun. If it's not fun, you can cut off my head and use it as a ball to kick!"

However, he didn't play for long and his account level was stuck at forty-six, with many skills still locked.

Xie Yu lowered his head and sent a message to He Chao: Do you have any extra accounts?

He Chao replied quickly: Have, wait a minute.

Xie Yu exited the private chat interface and found that the class group was still discussing the evening duel, which was much more intense than usual academic discussions.

The chat in Class 3's group continued for a while, and then an incredible ID jumped out.

[a=(vt-vo)/t]: What game is this?

Xue Xisheng asked twice before getting the answer. He then held the mouse and found the official website of "Genesis," clicking on the download button.

When He Chao sent over the account and password, he also exclaimed: Our class representative actually broke his 17-year record of never touching online games.

Xie Yu thought to himself, it's not just breaking a record, their class representative also said that online games are the opium of bored teenagers, wasting their study time.

He Chao gave him a fully leveled character, a warrior specializing in close combat.

Everything was fine, except...

Xie Yu dialed his number and before He Chao could even speak, Xie Yu said, "Are you crazy? What kind of name is that?"

On the computer screen was a fierce warrior with a black tattoo running from his chest to his shoulder, looking cool with a Qinglong sword in his hand. However, his name was incredibly ridiculous: ╰→Addicted To Thinking Of You ah~.

He Chao didn't notice anything wrong. He hadn't taken naming his account seriously, but when Xie Yu asked for it, he quickly came up with a temporary name: "It's a couple's name, look at mine."

He Chao's game character was an assassin, dressed in all black with a hat that only revealed his eyes. On top of his head was the name: ﹏Enchanted From Loving You〆.

Xie Yu: "..."

Most of Class 3 had already logged on, striving to hone their coordination skills and increase the number of online members in their guild.

When the student representative's ID appeared with the warning "Please Do Not Get Addicted To Games," the entire class fell silent.

Then, the names of two foolish lovers appeared on the guild list, and the class finally broke their silence with a collective outburst.

With everyone's names in the game being so diverse, it was hard to tell who was who. So, they switched back to their class group chat to make it easier to coordinate later.

Xu Qingqing's home was a bit noisy, probably because they were still eating. She couldn't help but shout, "Never mind the student representative, but who are these two idiots!"

Wan Da, wearing headphones, said, "They probably joined the wrong guild."

Liu Cunhao asked, "Are they morons?!"

"It's Old Xie and me," He Chao said. "Any objections?"

"..."

"Of course not, I wouldn't dare," Liu Cunhao thought it wasn't anyone in the class. Upon hearing He Chao's words, he tried to salvage the situation by coming up with a clever explanation for the insult he had just uttered. "Actually...this name, despite its complexity, exudes a hint of aristocratic charm."

Xie Yu suppressed the urge to kick He Chao from one end of the hallway to the other when he saw his ridiculous name, "╰→Addicted To Thinking Of You ah~," and reluctantly joined the battle.

Having been class representative for two years, Liu Cunhao brought his innate leadership skills into the game. They hadn't practiced their skills much, and it took him over half an hour just to lead them into formation.

"In terms of our skills, it doesn't matter. We need to show our dominance and crush them as soon as we enter," Liu Cunhao exclaimed passionately through the voice chat. "Warriors at the front, mages in the back, healers at the rear. Keep your positions neat and tidy. On my count of three, we charge forward together..."

Over twenty people formed a 4x6 formation in the game.

Beside the formation, a warrior named "╰→Addicted To Thinking Of You ah~" remained motionless, with a hint of indifference in his character's modeling and gaze.

Liu Cunhao repeated "three, two, one" continuously, while He Chao shouted amidst the chaos, "Old Xie, let's go!"

Xie Yu turned on his microphone and said, "If you shout again, I'm logging off."

The group from Class 4 named their guild "Class 3 Are All Grandsons". At exactly nine o'clock in the evening, a large crowd gathered at the Broken Heart Cliff.

In fact, the so-called fight had no real technique to speak of. With so many people involved, it was just a chaotic brawl.

But when the 4x6 formation of Class 3, missing one person, marched out in perfect order, the students from Class 4 were still shocked.

"The mage on the other side is low on health, who's going to finish him off!"

"Healer, heal me! I'm about to die, can't you see?"

"Someone control that idiot for me, control him!"

Everyone was shouting in the voice chat, no one noticing that a level five newbie with the username "Please Do Not Get Addicted to Games," had been hit by several enemy skills and was about to die.

Until Xue Xisheng asked over the mic, "How do I use medicine?"