Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets

Chapter 1341: You Were Faking It

That day, Meng Shuqing logged onto her alt account out of sheer boredom; her main account was too overpowered, beating people with it just wasn’t fun anymore.

After playing game after game, Meng Shuqing enjoyed the joy of leveling up, but gradually, whenever she ran into the server’s number one, [Bai Chen], she kept feeling that his playstyle was really similar to God’s.

No way, this was the server’s number one, Bai Chen—how could he be anything like that God who got abused by her all the time?

Stunned for a second, Meng Shuqing couldn’t help thinking of the first time she had "met" God. Because she didn’t like his username, the two of them PKed on the spot; no fight, no friendship—chatting with God later turned out to be pretty fun.

In the blink of an eye, they’d already known each other for more than two years. Even though they’d never met in real life, whenever anything happened, Meng Shuqing would tell God about it.

[Qing Kong Wanli] Hurry up and come out. Have you noticed your mechanics are kind of similar to Bai Chen’s? Don’t tell me you worship Bai Chen so much that you’ve been imitating him this whole time?

[God] ...

The reply came almost instantly.

[Qing Kong Wanli] Don’t be embarrassed, Bai Chen is the number one god of the whole server—you’re nowhere near his level.

Meng Shuqing showed no mercy with the smack talk. After knowing each other for so long, she and God never held back when they talked.

Far away, in a luxurious study, in front of a huge computer screen, An Bai, who was just about to start a meeting, saw the line of text on his screen and instantly laughed.

Chenchen had been like that since she was little—when she roasted people, she never held back in the slightest.

Thinking this, An Bai tapped his long, well-defined fingers on the keyboard and sent out a line of text: You really worship him that much?

Taking a sip of water, Meng Shuqing saw the line on the screen and immediately typed back: "Of course. He’s the god in my heart!"

Bai Chen!

Even though Meng Shuqing considered herself a gaming hotshot, in front of Bai Chen, the gap between them wasn’t just a tiny bit.

You could say the word "lose" simply didn’t exist in Bai Chen’s dictionary.

Looking at that line of text on the screen, An Bai’s brows and eyes curved, and the look in his eyes turned even gentler.

*

"What are you doing, don’t bully me."

"I’m just a weak girl."

A long-haired girl in a white dress was blocked by two men. With her pitiful, delicate look, she seemed like the type who was easy to push around.

Originally, Meng Shuqing had planned to go home and play games with God, but when she saw someone getting bullied, she couldn’t just pretend she hadn’t seen it!

So, Meng Shuqing stepped up to play hero and save the beauty.

"Hey, you two grown men bullying a little girl—aren’t you going a bit too far?" Meng Shuqing bit down on a lollipop, her big round eyes staring at the two men in open contempt.

The two men looked at Meng Shuqing like she was an idiot, but when they took in her bright, stunning face, they exchanged a glance and both showed roguish grins.

"Little girl, how about the two of us brothers treat you ladies to a meal?"

One of the men spoke up.

Without even thinking, Meng Shuqing said, "No thanks. Just seeing your two faces makes me want to puke."

Being born shifty-looking wasn’t their fault, but the things they chose to do were just as nauseating.

"Looking for a beating!"

The two men were so mad they were about to spit blood, and immediately moved to teach Meng Shuqing a lesson.

Still biting her lollipop, Meng Shuqing couldn’t even be bothered to use her hands. Relying on those long legs of hers, she directly kicked them both to the ground. Looking down at them from above with a face full of disdain, she said, "With this pathetic three-legged-cat level of skill, you still think you can bully a little girl?"

"You’ve got working hands and feet—why not go get a proper job?"

Meng Shuqing despised people like this the most. Just because they knew a couple of moves, they thought they were something?

You’re whole and healthy, so why not find a proper job?

Why insist on hanging around here bullying girls?

"Auntie, we were wrong."

The two men were pretty good at reading the room and immediately begged for mercy.

"Scram. If I see you bullying anyone again, I won’t be so polite." Meng Shuqing lifted her foot, and the two of them rolled and crawled away as fast as they could.

Once they were gone, the girl who had looked so pitiful just now darted out, caught up with Meng Shuqing, and said, "Thanks for helping me just now. My name is Jian Xing—Jian as in ’simple,’ Xing as in ’star.’"

"Oh."

Taking a look at her, Meng Shuqing saw that the girl who had seemed so fragile a moment ago now had a big smile on her face, like nothing had happened at all.

"You haven’t told me your name yet." Jian Xing chased after Meng Shuqing.

"Meng Shuqing."

Meng Shuqing’s head was full of how she was going to have a good fight with God later and abuse him in-game, but Jian Xing just kept following her and refused to leave.

"Meng Shuqing, you’re that ’prettiest freshman’ girl, right?"

"Your skills are amazing. How about we have a PK?"

Jian Xing’s words had been annoying at first, but that last sentence made Meng Shuqing stop in her tracks.

PK?

She stared at Jian Xing’s small frame.

"Yeah, how about we PK?" Jian Xing’s lips curled into a smile.

"Sure."

Answering readily, Meng Shuqing and Jian Xing headed straight to a nearby park. There weren’t many people around at this hour, and they picked a small wooded area. Meng Shuqing figured she’d go a bit easy when they started.

But the moment they traded blows, Meng Shuqing realized something was off—Jian Xing’s moves were clearly properly trained.

After a round of sparring, the two of them ended up evenly matched.

This really didn’t sit well with Meng Shuqing!

Not being able to beat her own brother was one thing, but now she couldn’t even beat a random girl she’d just met?

Thinking this, Meng Shuqing said, "Again."

She was determined to settle the score today.

At that moment, Meng Shuqing completely forgot about her five o’clock in-game appointment with God. All she wanted was to have a proper match with Jian Xing and decide a winner.

"I’m done, I’m exhausted."

After three rounds, Jian Xing collapsed bonelessly on the grass. It was autumn, and the lawn was still fairly clean. Panting, she said, "Meng Shuqing, you’re the first real opponent I’ve ever met!"

"Uh-huh, so you were faking it just now?" Meng Shuqing thought of how Jian Xing had looked when those two men were "bullying" her.

Jian Xing’s pretty peach blossom eyes flashed. The mischievous look on her face actually made Meng Shuqing quite like her. With a sly smile, she said, "Of course. Even if you hadn’t come, I could’ve easily beaten those two up. But still, thanks."

"Where do you live? Let’s go to school together from now on." It was rare for Jian Xing to meet a girl whose skills matched hers and whose personality clicked with her, so naturally she wanted to grab onto this.

Just like Jian Xing, Meng Shuqing lay down on the grass. Turning her head slightly, she could see Jian Xing’s pair of deadly charming peach blossom eyes. The corners of her lips lifted as she said, "Sure."

Did this count as making her first friend?