The eSports King’s Crush

Chapter 4: Returning To Campus With A Concealed Identity

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Another person with the same guess was Wang Dongdong.

He was on QQ [1. Chinese instant messaging software service.] when something felt amiss. As he gave it more thought, he started to coax him earnestly, “I know that because of your fondness for Almighty K, you plan on using whatever means there are, but you must also take into account how clever Almighty K is. Won’t he be able to tell that you were playing hard to get earlier?”

Mo Bei had initially been sitting with a hand supporting her chin as she stared at the scenery outside the window. However, when she heard his words, her fingers tapped on the side of her face. “Me? Playing hard to get?”

It was a perfectly ordinary action, yet when she did it, it looked absolutely elegant.

Wang Dongdong faltered for a moment. Unpopular really seemed slightly different now.

However, he couldn’t put a finger on what exactly was different.

He only felt that this person was emitting an aura that made one comfortable.

Comfortable?

How could that be?

It had to be because he had woken up too early that day and lost his fundamental judgment!

He would thank his lucky stars if Unpopular didn’t create trouble for him.

Wang Dongdong shook his head after casting off the illusion and started speaking in all seriousness. “What else could it be if you are not playing hard to get? You threw the poster away in front of Almighty K precisely because you wanted Almighty K to see you in a new light. Even if you won’t admit it, I can understand.”

Mo Bei: Everything you understand is in your imagination.

“For real, idol. You must end this here. If you get into any more trouble, the company will definitely fire you. I’m begging you, even if you like Almighty K, please do so secretly in your heart!”

Mo Bei spoke very slowly. “You seem to have misunderstood. I don’t like him.”

Wang Dongdong sniggered. “Don’t like him? Do you think everyone is blind? Have you forgotten about your past deeds?”

Mo Bei lifted a brow and replied calmly, “Why don’t you talk about what I’ve done?”

Here was a chance to rant at long last! Wang Dongdong named every single incident, from the first to the last. He mentioned sneaking into the backstage area, his dissolute style, forcefully attracting attention to himself, etc.

When he was done, Wang Dongdong asked imposingly, “What else do you have to say?”

“Nothing.”

Really nothing. Mo Bei glanced to the side. Those people were ruthlessly formidable.

“Restrain yourself then. Don’t mess with Almighty K anymore.” Wang Dongdong was talkative. Even after they’d alighted and entered the building, he was still going on about this.

Mo Bei, who had essentially figured out what this was about, looked up coolly. “Okay.”

Wang Dongdong choked on this one word for no reason. When had Unpopular become so obedient? Whenever he had nagged him in the past, he had pretended not to hear anything and completely ignored his advice.

What was going on today?

Wang Dongdong, who’d had an unreal day so far, was already feeling slightly light-headed. As he watched that slender figure walk into school, he became aware of a problem. Unpopular had not found an excuse to skip class!

Miracle! This was virtually a miracle!

On the contrary, Mo Bei herself did not think much of it. As a high school student, of course, she had to report to school first.

However, when she appeared outside the classroom in a suit blazer holding a backpack, the initial bustle was paused at once!

Mo Bei’s personality was inherently apathetic, which made her fit right into the image of an aloof beautiful youth that young girls adored.

On top of that, the suit blazer she was wearing gave her an aura of aloofness and perfection.

Right now, the only feeling in other people’s hearts was awe!

“Who is this? He’s so handsome!”

“Is he a new teacher?”

“With such a teacher, my mom won’t have to worry about my math grades anymore.”

“Hold on, I don’t think he’s a teacher. Look at where he’s sitting!”

“Mo, Mo Nan?”

How was that possible?