Xiaobai, from Beijing, 19 years old, the youngest and also the most handsome in the class. He likes basketball and singing, and it’s said that he even released an album back in high school. He’s recognized as the fresh-faced heartthrob of the entire economic law department, making all the girls drool, and his gentle personality means that even if David Thompson were a girl, he’d definitely like someone like him too.

“Xiaobai, if you ever need a girlfriend, I’ll post a notice and the line will stretch from our dorm all the way to the cafeteria,” the chubby John Foster said with a grin. “And if you can’t use them all, the rest of us can benefit too.”

John Foster, from Ji’an, Jiangxi, has a scholarly vibe about him. He loves watching o-livestreams and reading web novels. His girlfriend is back in Jiangxi, so they’re in a long-distance relationship.

“Damn, the crappy school internet won’t be up until tomorrow, can’t play, can’t even watch a livestream. Mr. Foster, have you found any interesting streaming sites lately?” Samuel Reed asked, crossing his legs.

“There are some, Douyu, Tianwang, Longmao, a bunch of new ones have popped up, seven or eight at least, but none of them are the kind you want.” John Foster shrugged.

“Discrimination! Did you all hear that? What kind do I want? I don’t even know any of them. Is liking pretty girls a crime now? Mr. Foster, friends or not, I’ll still sue you for slander,” Samuel Reed said, flipping his little ponytail.

“Enough nonsense, let’s go to the internet café, or go to the welcome event.”

If they weren’t waiting for David Thompson, the two of them would have already gone to play ranked games. Of course, the so-called welcome event was really just an excuse to check out the new girls.

David Thompson knew this. At the University of Political Science and Law, people got into gaming a bit later than at other schools. Apparently, Samuel Reed and John Foster only started playing in their sophomore year, and who knows how good they actually are.

“Forget the internet café, let’s go to the welcome event. We’re graduating this year, might as well make some memories,” Xiaobai said. His life was all about basketball, music, and part-time jobs; he had no interest in games.

“Alright, welcome event it is. Let’s see if there are any pretty and pure freshmen girls. It’s our last year, gotta make the most of it,” Samuel Reed suddenly perked up.

The three roommates looked at each other. “That bold? Aren’t you afraid Xiaoxun will find out and just ult you with an EQ combo?” John Foster made a throat-slitting gesture.

“I’m a Sagittarius,” Samuel Reed said matter-of-factly. “A great zodiac sign that loves beauty and romance. This is just me caring for the juniors as a senior. It’s your minds that are dirty.”

“Alright, let’s all go. If we keep talking, there’ll only be junior boys left. Gogogo!” David Thompson decisively dragged everyone along. The key point was, he was still single. There was no hope with the older girls—they were all too experienced. Hopefully, a kind-hearted freshman girl would take pity on him and take him in.

Chapter 6: League of Legends Intercity Invitational

Welcome, freshmen, to the Hu Zheng family!

On the big square in front of the Hu Zheng clock tower, the welcome banners had already been put up early. Seniors from every department at Hu Zheng University had set up welcome booths like street vendors, hauling tables out from classrooms and arranging them in all shapes and sizes.

Some of the more attentive senior girls even hung up huge posters nearby, so the freshmen could easily spot where they were supposed to go and wouldn’t end up at the wrong place. Maybe it was because it was a political and law university, but it wasn’t just the senior guys eyeing the new heartthrobs—the senior girls were just as interested. By junior or senior year, any girl without a boyfriend was definitely interested in the cute new guys. Honestly, the freshmen boys were much more innocent and reliable. As for the senior girls who still didn’t have boyfriends, they called them “C-grade goods.”

Besides giving directions, the leaders of all the major clubs were racking their brains to make their booths as eye-catching as celebrity photos. The most famous clubs at Hu Zheng were, of course, the debate club, basketball club, and drama club—especially the debate club, which was top-tier nationwide. There was a saying at Hu Zheng: all future top lawyers come from the debate club. David Thompson had eagerly joined in his freshman year, and that was the end of that.

The four of them walked side by side, pointing and chatting. Samuel Reed was absolutely in high gear. “Wow, that one’s an 85! This year’s batch is amazing. I have a feeling someone could go head-to-head with Grace Harris.”

Grace Harris had dominated the school for three years. Every time there was a campus beauty contest—organized by the guys through WeChat voting, of course—she’d come in first for three years straight. She was the classic combination of beauty and brains.

“Hey, why are there so many people over there?” John Foster pointed to a spot by the river, where at least a few hundred people were gathered. What kind of club was this, so over the top?

Could it be a celebrity filming on campus?

With its beautiful environment and unique architecture, the school was a popular location for youth dramas.

“Never heard of it. Let’s go check it out. Is there some weirdo on our turf?” Samuel Reed was the first to rush over.

It turned out to be a booth, and as they got closer, the huge sign was impossible to miss—no need to squeeze in. The massive “League of Legends Intercity Invitational” banner was right there, with a high-res photo of Grace Harris next to it. Most people probably noticed the beauty before they saw the event details.

The rules were simple: form a team of five to enter the selection, and the ultimate winners would qualify for the intercity tournament.

Not long after, Samuel Reed came out looking frustrated, his face a bit grim.

“What’s wrong, like someone stepped on your tail?” John Foster couldn’t help but ask.