Chapter 2: Lil Bro, Are You Forreals?
If there were a medicine for regret in this world, Su Xue would be on the web ordering it right now! Oh, the bitter tang of regret! How could she allow herself to fall prey to greed and agree to let this brat become her roommate? A single moment of weakness, a lapse-in-judgement, one that would lead to untold sorrow!
Su Xue, still brooding, tried to focus on the game again. She wasn’t terrible at this game! There was a lot going on, and it made it hard for her to focus. Hard for her to play well. Just for starters, a short-range ad-carry like her Vayne was already at a huge disadvantage against Caitlyn. Then there was the distraction and pressure of having the 70-something people watching her stream constantly hurling insults at her and trying to backseat. On top of all of that, she got suckered into living with this little brat who was now joining in with her viewers to criticize her! It was all just too much!
「.....she cant last hit for shit」
「DO U KNOW HOW TO CS?! U MISSED THE CANNON CREEP! [1]」
“Oh, yeah. They’re right about that one. Your CSing is pretty terrible, but a little bit of practice can take care of that. You just have to time everything a bit so you get as many last hits as possible. Bare minimum for acceptable CS is 10 last hits a minute. Or you won’t have enough gold to keep up.”
「more bewbs than brains……….. save your q [2] for his hook!!1!」
“Mhmm. Yeah. You should’ve saved your Q. It’s the difference between life and death when you’ve got a Thresh hook coming at you.”
「I’ve never seen someone this bad try to stream before...」
“That makes sense, yeah. You really don’t find streamers this bad very often. If at all.”