“Ah, support, huh? Can a support really carry?” Grace Harris was a little disappointed. In the eyes of ordinary players, only those who can get kills and show off are considered experts.

The three of Alice Green all smiled. This was obviously an amateur’s question. Support best demonstrates overall skill, and the Wolf Team wasn’t that strong before—there was a qualitative leap only after the Wolf King joined.

“There was one time I got matched with Wolf Team’s ADC, Xiao Ye. What he meant was, is there even any opponent left who’s qualified to make the Wolf King play another position?” Alice Green said, raising his eyebrows and trying to control the corners of his mouth from curling up.

Andrew Miller frowned. “If this guy is so good, could he be a pro player, smurfing on a new account to show off?”

“I don’t think so. Pro players don’t have that kind of time, and he’s pretty mysterious—no one’s ever seen him,” William Parker said.

After listening to the gossip, Andrew Miller felt he had a deeper understanding of the teammates he’d found. There was no doubt about the skill of these three: Alice Green played a lot of solo queue and was probably the strongest in lane, but William Parker had more experience in team tournaments, so he was richer in overall command and tactics. For duo queue, you’d want Alice Green, but for team matches, you’d have to rely on William Parker’s shotcalling.

Although these guys all seemed a bit rebellious, with Andrew Miller’s skill level, he could easily handle them. They were talented in the game, but in life, they had their own desires.

Chapter 12: Chairman Miller Has Skills

Beside him, Grace Harris was also full of anticipation. She hoped to win the campus selection four times in a row. She first got into O because of a part-time job as an event host, and was drawn to the game by everyone’s incredible enthusiasm. What she didn’t expect was that Andrew Miller would also become unexpectedly obsessed with the game, which created a certain chemistry between them. Grace Harris could clearly feel that Andrew Miller’s passion had grown, as if she was different from other girls.

And if she could go with the team to compete, her popularity would definitely skyrocket. Although she was confident that no opponent could really threaten her, Grace Harris had never given up on challenging herself. Besides, how could she miss out on something so attention-grabbing?

Looking at the handsome and charming Andrew Miller beside her, chatting and laughing, Grace Harris was quite satisfied. He was still her top pick, but she also knew that someone like him wouldn’t settle down easily—easy to win over, easy to lose. Life is like a play; the key is whether you have the talent to be an actor.

The gathering went on until after nine o’clock. On Andrew Miller’s side, everyone had a great time. They’d all had quite a bit of beer. Alice Green and Sophie Stone had limited tolerance and their faces were as red as monkey’s butts, but everyone was excited.

“Come on, Xuyang bro, let’s play a couple of games and show you what we can do!” With the alcohol kicking in, Alice Green was the first to jump up, suggesting they go to the internet café for a few rounds. Sophie Stone had wanted to get on Andrew Miller’s good side anyway, so he joined in the hype. William Parker just smiled and said nothing, which was as good as agreeing to Alice Green’s suggestion.

Andrew Miller was quickly swept up in their enthusiasm. Seeing that everyone was full and satisfied, he called the waiter over, and the group headed to the front desk to pay, planning to go to the internet café next door after settling the bill.

The group noisily left the room, especially the tipsy Alice Green, who was so excited he started shouting at the top of his lungs.

As luck would have it, David Thompson and his group had just finished eating too. Lily Walker joining them was a pleasant surprise, so everyone was in a good mood. As soon as they stepped out, the two groups ran into each other.

Samuel Reed immediately spotted Andrew Miller, Alice Green, and the others, and his expression changed.

Andrew Miller smiled. What a small world. He didn’t really care about Samuel Reed, who was always overestimating himself—sometimes it was just fun to mess with him. He was just a small fry. Andrew Miller glanced over Samuel Reed and his group, about to say something, but suddenly stopped.

Because at that moment, Lily Walker happened to come out of the room. Although Andrew Miller had had a bit to drink, his self-control was always good. But when he saw this girl, his eyes lit up and he felt a little captivated.

Completely different from those ordinary girls, this one had a certain liveliness and delicacy, and her family background was definitely good. The seemingly simple T-shirt was a new release by New York designer Allen Scott, over two thousand dollars—a blind spot for knockoffs. Only someone with real taste would recognize it. Grace Harris was beautiful and knew how to dress, but no matter how she tried to hide it, she still carried the air of someone weighed down by life—in other words, a girl from a modest background.

“Hello, I’m Andrew Miller. You must be a new freshman, right? I don’t think I’ve seen you at Shanghai Political before.” Andrew Miller completely ignored Samuel Reed and the others, walked straight up to Lily Walker, and reached out his hand.

Lily Walker glanced at Andrew Miller, but didn’t take his hand—she just smiled politely. Clearly, she’d encountered this kind of thing many times before.

At that moment, David Thompson stepped forward enthusiastically and took Andrew Miller’s hand instead. “Hello, President, I’m your classmate David Thompson. Please take care of me in the future.”

What kind of “care” is that? Andrew Miller felt a bit awkward as David Thompson held his hand, but it sobered him up—he realized he’d been a bit impulsive.

Off to the side, Alice Green sneered. Birds of a feather flock together. Did this David Thompson even know how to read the room? People like that would starve in the real world.