: Song Yuqi: Small-breasted brother?

"Hey! Do you have any objections to how I handled this?" Lee Se-hyun turned and asked.

"Me? Are you asking me?" Manager Park asked nervously.

The miserable state of the anti-fan flashed in his mind; even if he had objections, he no longer did.

Seeing Manager Park shake his head, Lee Se-hyun prepared to leave first.

It felt a bit hot.

Time to cool down!

"Xiao Yuanzi, I have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

"Senior, wait!"

Cho Mi-yeon called out, blocking Lee Se-hyun's path, not letting him leave.

"Kamsahamnida!"

"Thank you, Senior!" Cho Mi-yeon bowed ninety degrees, sincerely expressing her gratitude.

Jeon Soyeon (the true leader) also led the members in thanking him.

"Kamsahamnida!"

"Thank you, Senior! Senior, you were so cool just now!"

"Thank you."

"Bro, have you trained before?"

Huh?

Everyone else was saying thank you, so why was Song Yuqi so unique?

The moment she opened her mouth, it was "bro, bro," as if they were very familiar.

"Yes, I've practiced a bit of Wing Chun."

"Little bro, want to learn?" Lee Se-hyun inexplicably said in Xia Country Language.

Song Yuqi was dumbfounded, and asked in surprise, "No, oh my god! Are you from Xia Country?"

"Yes."

"Wait!" Song Yuqi reacted. Xia Country Language is profound, and a single word can have multiple meanings.

She was already sensitive about being called 'little,' so she immediately reacted and retorted, "Who are you calling little?"

"Who's a little bro? Don't think I don't know you're hinting at me!"

[Song Yuqi's negative emotional value +10+10]

As the saying goes, if God opens a window for you, he will surely close another.

Song Yuqi had golden hair tied in a small ponytail, a white shirt, and a summer casual limited outfit.

Full of youthful vitality on a midsummer day, it overflowed.

"But considering you helped solve a big problem..."

"I'll forgive you!"

Normally, she would have already delivered a roundhouse kick.

Someone dared to insult her by calling her a little bro!

She could be killed, but not insulted!

Song Yuqi glanced again at Cho Mi-yeon's 'big bro' (chest), filled with envy, jealousy, and hate.

Why her?

"Miyeon Unnie, what did you eat growing up?"

At this question, not only Lee Se-hyun but everyone present was extremely curious.

If Yuqi was a 'flat princess,' then Cho Mi-yeon was an 'empress.'

How can one rule the world if one's chest is not flat?

How can one gather people's hearts if deer do not gather?

What a pair of timeless couplets!

"Ah? Just like everyone else."

Cho Mi-yeon replied honestly, "I eat kimchi every day, and occasionally my dad brings some snacks."

"Milk, tteokbokki, fried chicken..."

"Alright, stop!!!" Song Yuqi interrupted, "Are you sure you haven't eaten papaya?"

"Papaya?" Cho Mi-yeon didn't understand the hidden meaning in Song Yuqi's words.

She didn't understand why she would eat papaya.

Well... Cho Mi-yeon certainly didn't need to eat it anymore; she was already perfect.

Very standard and perfect.

Any more would make it imperfect.

"Axi! I really envy Miyeon Unnie~~~" Song Yuqi grumbled.

"Yuqi... don't tease Meiyan." Yeh Shuhua couldn't help but interject.

As someone from Baodao (Taiwan), she naturally knew about the papaya joke.

"Yuqi, Shuhua, you two are saying strange things again." Cho Mi-yeon pouted, displeased.

Song Yuqi always talked about Xia Country's culture, which she didn't understand.

Cho Mi-yeon's Xia Country Language was at kindergarten level.

There were two Xia Country trainees in the group; it seemed learning Xia Country Language was urgent!

She had to learn this foreign language!

"Senior Li, can I add you on Instagram?" Cho Mi-yeon asked.

"No."

"Eh?"

Cho Mi-yeon was stunned. She was rejected? Did Senior Li dislike her?

That was it.

Before, they had always tried to keep the peace, which made others furious.

"Senior Li, I'm sorry! I bothered you!" Cho Mi-yeon bowed again in apology.

Lee Se-hyun was speechless. No, sis, is apologizing your ultimate move?

She kept triggering her passive ability to apologize to people.

Cho Mi-yeon's innocent and clumsy appearance was quite cute.

"Do you play League of Legends?"

"You sang the theme song for the World Championship opening ceremony?"

Cho Mi-yeon paused, then said in disbelief, "Senior Li, are you a fellow LoL player too?"

"Yes." Lee Se-hyun nodded.

He had started playing this 5v5 competitive game, League of Legends, in junior high school.

This game could be said to have accompanied him throughout his entire summer.

That summer, five-player queues in internet cafes, playing together to climb the ranks.

The memories of those days were vivid.

"Morago?" Song Yuqi exclaimed in surprise, "You play League of Legends too? What role do you play?"

"What rank?"

"ADC and mid-laner. As for my rank, I haven't played in a long time, so I'm probably 'Strongest Iron' now."

"Pfft..." Song Yuqi laughed ungraciously.

"Iron? Senior, you're so bad! Do you want me to carry you? I'm Radiant Diamond."

Lee Se-hyun's forehead darkened. I was being modest, and you're taking advantage.

He recalled a certain esports genius who didn't study well during his school days.

He would skip classes every day to play in internet cafes, and later dropped out of junior high to pursue his so-called esports dream.

It was ethereal.

His parents didn't approve, and he endured the sneers and ridicule of relatives and friends.

Ultimately, heaven rewards the diligent, and he became a world-class mid-laner, winning the S-season runner-up honor!

He wore the red national flag uniform, representing the national team in Pretty Country.

That year!

All the grievances and unwillingness instantly transformed into motivation on the field.

The ridicule, disapproval, sneers, contempt... the dropout of the past, the waste who endured cold looks and mockery.

Now, he had become a warrior fighting for national glory.

He was our genius esports young man, the man who could go toe-to-toe with the world's number one mid-laner.

Old Man Lu.

Lee Se-hyun fell into memory, saying, "Alright, I'm really good at ADC."

"Are you free this weekend? Want to play a game?"

"Andwaeyo, Senior, our rank difference is too big, we can't duo queue." Song Yuqi spoke in a mixed Xia-Peninsula language.

Mixed!

"Yuqi, what did you say to Senior Li?" Cho Mi-yeon asked curiously.

Song Yuqi and Lee Se-hyun spoke Xia Country Language, and among those present, only Yeh Shuhua could fully understand.

Everyone else was confused; the two seemed to be communicating in code, tapping out Morse code.

"Is that so? Then never mind." Lee Se-hyun said regretfully.

He was just emotional for a moment, not really insistent on playing a game of League of Legends.

He was merely lamenting the unpredictability of life's trajectory.

Just like him now, inexplicably transmigrated to the Peninsula Country.

Like a parallel world.

"Yo! But, if we can't duo queue, we can five-player queue!"

Song Yuqi smiled, "Five-player queue doesn't have rank restrictions."

"Right, Miyeon Unnie?"

This sentence was spoken in Peninsula language, and Cho Mi-yeon understood it.

"Ah? What is it?" Cho Mi-yeon leaned into Song Yuqi's ear and whispered, "What exactly are you talking about with Senior Li?"

Cho Mi-yeon was dying of curiosity, like a baby rabbit, her heart bursting with it.

"Oh, it's just that Senior Li invited us to play a five-player queue in League of Legends. Miyeon Unnie, you'll come too."

"And Jeon Soyeon... that makes three of us. Shuhua, you come too. Minnie, you come too."

Minnie gave a wry smile, "Aniyo, I don't know how to play League of Legends!"

"If you don't know, I can teach you!" Song Yuqi said confidently, "With a pro like me around..."

"What are you afraid of?"

Song Yuqi had said so much, what else could Minnie say?

"Alright..."

"Then... that." Yeh Shuhua actually wanted to say that she didn't really like playing games.

League of Legends? Please, she hadn't even heard of it.

"Shuhua, you seem to have something to say?"

Under Song Yuqi's death glare, Yeh Shuhua had no choice but to close her little mouth.

Bullying! This was definitely group bullying!

"So it's settled!"

"Senior, you are a Prosecutor, you can't break your promise!" Song Yuqi shouted loudly at Lee Se-hyun's retreating back.

Jang Won-young almost slipped, hearing that sentence. She had a feeling these juniors had ulterior motives.

Lee Se-hyun waved his hand, acknowledging Song Yuqi's invitation.

"Shixian Oppa, your Xia Country Language is so fluent, and that Xia Country trainee named Song Yuqi is quite interesting."

There was another thing Jang Won-young kept to herself: she felt that this Song Yuqi seemed to have a crush on Lee Se-hyun.

After Lee Se-hyun left.

Cho Mi-yeon pretended to scold, "Yuqi, how could you invite Senior to play a game?"

"That's really impolite!"

"Oh, Miyeon Unnie, weren't you going to thank Senior Li?"

"But that has nothing to do with playing games..."

"Of course it does! Think about it..."

After Song Yuqi's string of persuasion, Cho Mi-yeon nodded her little head innocently.