The Master's Mask Unveiled Again-Chapter 426 - 425 This Doesn’t Quite Match Xiao Qimo’s Combat Style
Chapter 426: Chapter 425: This Doesn’t Quite Match Xiao Qimo’s Combat Style
Chapter 426 -425: This Doesn’t Quite Match Xiao Qimo’s Combat Style
Lu Mian’s first thought was that her computer had been hacked.
After a careful look, she discovered it was a compulsory duel program from the Shadow Hunting Team.
A duel?
She stared at the program for a few seconds, a defiant and wicked smile curling at the corners of her mouth.
Inside the training room.
Cheng Feng was proudly showing off his masterpiece to everyone, boasting, “I previously sent Mr.
Qimo an invitation but he didn’t accept it.
Now, I’ve coded a new program.
He has to accept it or he won’t be able to use his computer.”
They were all big shots in network security, so creating such a program was a piece of cake.
Everyone gave him a thumbs up.
Out of the blue, Yun Sang commented, “Chengzi, aren’t you afraid of offending him?”
Cheng Feng smirked, “Captain, what do you mean by that?
I think Mr.
Qimo is much more amiable than our financial backers.
He won’t get mad.”
Yun Sang gave him a thumbs up for his courage but didn’t say much, though he too became interested.
He really wanted to see if Xiao Qimo still had any skills left, whether he could still stand up to their elite players.
He just leaned back in his chair, lazily watching the screen.
When Cheng Feng saw the interface change, he got excited, “Look!
He’s accepted!
I told you, he couldn’t refuse the program.
Otherwise, he’d have to give up using the computer.”
Xun Xiaoran strolled over leisurely and made a merciless comment, “It’s just rogue software, but you’re making it sound so fancy.”
Cheng Feng was not convinced, “It doesn’t matter what method I use, as long as it works.
You all wait and see me duel Mr.
Qimo!
If I win, you will talk to our financial backers about the team rules, but if I lose, I will do it.”
Everyone liked the idea and nodded in agreement, while Xun Xiaoran silently sighed.
“If the coach finds out about this, he’s definitely going to scold you all again.”
Cheng Feng wasn’t afraid, with a wave of his hand, “The coach is in a meeting, he doesn’t know about this.
Besides, we are sparring with Mr.
Qimo, not playing around.
We can consider him a practice partner!”
Though Cheng Feng said that, sparring is supposed to be mutual.
One-sided dominating doesn’t count as sparring.
After he started the game with Qimo, it didn’t take many rounds for him to be defeated, without even having the chance to accumulate experience or to think.
“Damn, no way!
Mr.
Qimo is really awesome!”
The teammates around him were also amazed, “Mr.
Qimo’s speed is something else.”
Cheng Feng was not satisfied with the result; he thought he wasn’t prepared just then, so he sent another challenge to Qimo, using the same program that forced acceptance.
The other party quickly agreed again.
This time Cheng Feng threw himself into the preparations wholeheartedly, even with a bunch of teammates behind him pitching in advice, but unsurprisingly, he lost again within five minutes.
As a striker, he had never lost so miserably; he conceded, quickly vacating his seat.
Everyone was eagerly watching the spectacle, “Chengzi, don’t forget to remind Mr.
Qimo about the team rules!”
“I know!” Cheng Feng said dejectedly and then nudged Xun Xiaoran beside him, “Xiaoran, your turn.”
Xun Xiaoran’s skill was also top-notch within the team, a steady individual who was a powerful output player for them.
Generally, with him as the safety net, everyone feels very reassured.
This time, Xun Xiaoran was also spurred by a desire to win.
He sat down and issued a challenge to the other party.
His condition had improved a lot, and he ended up being defeated in seven minutes.
Everyone: “…”
Thus, everyone in the training room turned their attention to Captain Yun Sang, who was looking on at the commotion.
Yun Sang, on the other hand, was frowning and staring blankly at the screen.
“Captain, you should personally take him on!
Now, you are the only one with the strength to defeat Mr.
Qimo!”
But Yun Sang was preoccupied and didn’t pay attention to his teammates.
As he walked out of the training room, he muttered to himself, “This doesn’t quite match Xiao Qimo’s combat style…”
Xun Xiaoran caught up from behind, “Captain, why don’t you talk to Mr.
Qimo, ask him not to be so harsh on everyone.
After the New Year, it’s the Penguin Wild Card competition, and if everyone is demoralized from being thrashed, we won’t be able to go to Las Vegas for the DEFCON finals!”
Yun Sang waved his hand at him, “I’ll ask for clarification first.”
Meanwhile, in Xiao Qimo’s room, Lu Mian looked at the challenge that hadn’t come through again, cracked her knuckles, stretched lazily, and nonchalantly stood up from her seat.
It was time for her class.
——
During the afternoon class, Lu Mian received an email on her chat account.
It was an old account she had applied for a long time ago and had been using ever since.
It wasn’t surprising that some people knew it.
What surprised her, however, was that it was from her cousin from her uncle’s family.
Since they weren’t friends, they could only communicate through email.
The content of the email was simple, it just contained one sentence.
[I heard you’re in Jinjing.
My dad is asking if you’re coming over for a meal?]
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Lu Mian didn’t have a close relationship with her uncle’s family.
After many years of no contact, their bond had faded a lot.
Without much emotion, she replied, [Thank you, but I won’t be going].
Fu Family.
Fu Shuangshuang looked at the email Lu Mian had replied with, holding a notebook and said with a sneering smile, “Dad, look, I’ve emailed Lu Mian, and she said herself she won’t come.”
Fu Yao paused for a moment, “Hmm.”
Weng Xia, on the other hand, spoke with some sarcasm, “What, does Lu Mian think she’s too good for us now?
We kindly invited her over for a meal, and she just acts all high and mighty.
It’s better if she doesn’t come; it spares me the annoyance.”
Fu Yao shook his head, then asked Fu Shuangshuang, “Shuangshuang, don’t you have Lu Mian’s phone number?
Give her a call to ask.”
“How would I have her number?
It’s already good that I could get in touch with her this way.
Fu Shuangshuang felt little affection for this cousin.
In her memory, Lu Mian was always indifferent, and even when she lived with them, she was aloof.
Sending an email was already polite enough, what more did she want?
Weng Xia also advised Fu Yao, “Look, don’t go looking for trouble when there’s none.
If she doesn’t want to come, are you going to beg her?
I say, just cut off contact with your second sister’s family and be done with it, to avoid any trouble.
You could spend that time networking with more promising people.”
At this, Weng Xia turned to Fu Shuangshuang, “Shuangshuang, you’re saying Yunxuan is now the apprentice of a piano master, is that true?”
“It should be true.
They bought her a plane ticket, reserved a room, and are all set to take her on as an apprentice.
I looked it up; that person is indeed a master.
People in Jinjing like to go to their Starlight Symphony Orchestra concerts.
That’s a place where only high society goes!”
Fu Shuangshuang spoke while revealing a look of longing.
Fu Binbin also ran out from his room, laughing cheerfully, “Sister, we are practically high society too, right?
Our house itself is worth four million!”
