Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

[Lucky Zhao]: How come you got your driver's license so quickly? I haven't even passed the second part of the test yet.

[Ding Heng]: I had an acquaintance who helped me.

[Lucky Zhao]: Now that you have a driver's license, can you pick me up from Zhuzhou to go to Changsha for fun? If you don't have a car, I can provide one!

Ding Heng's finger hovered over the screen, looking slightly hesitant.

He remained silent for several minutes, then another message from Zhao Yanxi popped up.

[Lucky Zhao]: Maybe we can bring Xiao Jing along too; she'll definitely be happy to come out and have fun.

Ding Heng: Okay!

The dialogue has temporarily ended.

Ding Heng put down his phone, got out of bed, washed up, changed his clothes, and hurriedly went out to the driving test center.

By the time he returned home with his newly printed notebook, it was already past noon.

After quickly making himself a bowl of noodles to fill his stomach, Ding Heng sat down in front of the computer.

Log in to the computer version of WeChat, find Zhao Yanxi's profile picture, and initiate a voice call request.

The request was rejected instantly.

The next second, a video call invitation popped up.

Ding Heng clicked to connect.

The screen lit up, and Zhao Yanxi appeared on camera without makeup, wearing an oversized pink short-sleeved shirt. The fabric was soft and comfortable, and the loose neckline revealed a patch of fair skin and delicate collarbone.

Ding Heng complained, "Why are you showing me yourself?"

Zhao Yanxi tilted her head: "Am I not pretty?"

"Look at the computer, Zhao!"

"What's the rush..."

Zhao Yanxi pouted, turned her phone camera, and pointed it at the Apple computer on the desk.

Ding Heng preemptively warned, "What problem do you want to solve? Let me make it clear beforehand. I only know a little bit about this, so don't get your hopes up too high."

Zhao Yanxi rambled on and on, leaving Ding Heng completely bewildered, so he simply interrupted her.

"Here's what you're going to do: download QQ, open a remote server, and give me control."

Zhao Yanxi followed the instructions.

Soon, Ding Heng's computer screen displayed a live feed of her laptop, and she gained control of it.

"Okay, now I can move. So, what do you want? Is your game lagging? Or is there some specific software that won't work?"

As Ding Heng spoke, he casually opened the system information to check.

Zhao Yanxi asked, somewhat confused, "I just looked it up online, are Apple computers not very good at playing games? I see that a lot of games require a really powerful graphics card..."

Ding Heng glanced at the configuration: "It's not that bad, it costs tens of thousands! It can definitely run games, but it's not very convenient. What games do you want to play?"

Zhao Yanxi countered, "What games do you usually play?"

Ding Heng smiled knowingly, stopped asking Zhao Yanxi what she wanted to play, and began downloading commonly used office and entertainment software for her, and making basic optimizations.

"You probably... haven't played games much seriously, have you?"

"Of course! You have no idea how strict my mom is. In the past, there were time limits on my use of my phone and computer, and I had to be under her supervision."

Looking back, Zhao Yanxi couldn't help but sigh deeply.

"But now that I've graduated from high school, she doesn't care anymore. So, why don't you teach me how to play games and get me hooked?"

"Let's forget about it."

Ding Heng could almost certainly conclude that Zhao Yanxi's knowledge of games was likely limited to knowing a few names or having watched some short videos.

Just like at the anime convention, although she cosplayed as a character from Naruto, she had definitely never played the actual game.

For her, cosplay is more like a way to chase trends, express herself, and gain attention after a period of extreme repression.

It doesn't matter which game or anime the character comes from, as long as it looks good and is eye-catching!

"I'm a little curious, with your mom being so strict, how did you get the chance to get involved in cosplay?"

"I have a brilliant plan!"

Zhao Yanxi kept everyone in suspense for a moment, then steered the conversation back on track: "You still haven't told me what games you like to play?"

There's no need to say it.

Ding Heng spoke calmly.

He wasn't some oblivious male protagonist from a light novel; he could clearly perceive Zhao Yanxi's thoughts—she simply wanted to find some common ground with him.

To be fair, Zhao Yanxi is indeed very attractive.

Beautiful, cheerful, well-dressed, and with high emotional intelligence... she's practically the perfect template for a teenage girlfriend.

But right now, Ding Heng's mind is mainly on the system tasks.

I contacted Zhao Yanxi because I wanted to learn more about Wenjing's situation through her.

"Games are meant to be relaxing. Playing games with a purpose is exhausting. You've already finished the college entrance exam, there's no need to suffer like that anymore."

After a few seconds of silence in the headphones, Zhao Yanxi suddenly burst out laughing.

"why are you laughing?"

"I'm thinking..."

Zhao Yanxi asked playfully, "If I asked the same question to the boys in my class, what would their reaction be?"

The online gaming environment may be filled with criticism and insults directed at female players.

However, if a girl with Zhao Yanxi's looks were to make a suggestive move, even if the gaming experience was terrible, most guys would still flock to her.

Otherwise, the business of those female escorts with mixed accents wouldn't be so booming.

Ding Heng didn't follow her lead and tease or criticize the possible "attentive boys," but simply replied calmly.

"I don't know your classmate."

"At such a young age, you should be careful with your words and actions. If my dad met you, he would probably like you quite a bit."

"Isn't it too early? I'm not ready yet."

What to prepare?

What kind of cigarettes does Dad usually smoke?

"Go! Go! Go……"

The two were joking around when Zhao Yanxi suddenly changed her tone.

"Since you don't want to play games with me... shall I ask a different question?"

"you say?"

Which game character do you like to play?

The girl's voice came through the earphones, alluring and suggestive.

"To be more precise...which female character?"

Chapter 12: Zhao Yanxi's New Cosplay

Before Ding Heng could answer, his phone suddenly popped up with a WeChat call from his best friend from high school, Xie Baoyang.

Ding Heng didn't hide the fact that he was still connected to Zhao Yanxi via microphone, and directly swiped to connect.

"Hey?"

"Ding Heng, let's go out for drinks tonight!"

Xie Baoyang's loud voice boomed from the receiver: "Li Meng is flying to the capital tomorrow, let's see him off!"

"Okay, where is it?"

"Where else would we go? The usual spot, my family's roadside food stall. Eight o'clock tonight, don't be late!"

"understood."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Yanxi's voice came through the earpiece again.

"Got a party tonight?"

"Yes, a class reunion."

As Ding Heng answered, she continued operating her computer interface.

"What do you guys do at your gatherings?"

Zhao Yanxi's tone revealed curiosity.

"That's how it is, drinking, bragging, talking about games, and talking about women."

"Oh--"

Zhao Yanxi drawled out her words, then asked, "Will you bring your girlfriend?"

"I might bring it."

Ding Heng's hands didn't stop moving: "If there is..."

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the voice call.

"Alright, you've finished the basic computer settings. Now you can figure out the rest yourself."

Ding Heng yawned: "I need to catch up on my sleep; I didn't sleep well last night."

"Thank you, Brother Ding Heng!"

Zhao Yanxi's voice was light and cheerful: "Go and get some rest, goodnight... no, good afternoon!"

After ending the call, Ding Heng shut down his computer and slumped into his chair.

I only slept for three hours last night, and now I'm feeling incredibly sleepy.