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

After finishing the noodles and washing the bowl, I felt like I had nothing to do.

As summer vacation draws to a close, this feeling of emptiness from having nothing to do becomes more and more pronounced.

He picked up his phone and scrolled to Xie Baoyang's page.

[Ding Heng]: Where is it?

[Xie Baoyang]: Internet cafe, wanna come?

[Ding Heng]: Okay, wait.

There weren't many people in the internet cafe early in the morning, and Ding Heng spotted Xie Baoyang at a glance.

However, this guy wasn't playing games; he had a live stream on his screen, but his eyes kept glancing towards the internet cafe's front desk.

Ding Heng sat down next to Xie Baoyang and waved his hand in front of his eyes: "What are you looking at so absent-mindedly? What, playing a few games together, and you've actually developed feelings for her?"

Xie Baoyang scratched his head awkwardly: "It's perfect that you're here. Help me with my opinion."

"Refer to what?"

"Do you think I did something wrong? Yao Yao has been replying to my messages so slowly these past few days, sometimes she doesn't reply at all, and she says she's busy when I ask her to play games."

Ding Heng felt a headache coming on and suddenly regretted his impulsive decision that day to have Xie Baoyang add the network administrator on WeChat.

Judging from the situation, Xie Baoyang, that silly boy, was no match for them at all. In just a few days, he was completely outmaneuvered.

"Stop thinking about it!"

Ding Heng patted him on the shoulder: "School's starting soon, aren't there plenty of pretty girls in college? Aren't female college seniors appealing?"

"A girl is a girl."

Xie Baoyang muttered, "Yaoyao is different."

Ding Heng felt a chill run down his spine and immediately realized something was wrong with his brother. He asked warily, "You didn't spend any money on her, did you?"

"It didn't...it didn't cost much..."

"It's all good if it didn't cost much?"

"I just drew a skin that she liked."

Xie Baoyang pointed to the League of Legends client on the computer, where "Little Gwen" was available through a lottery.

With this kind of lottery, if you're lucky, you might win a few hundred, but if you're unlucky, you're guaranteed to win at least two or three thousand.

"You call this not much money?"

Ding Heng retorted irritably, "How much is your college allowance? Are you even going to have to live on it after the semester starts?"

Xie Baoyang, embarrassed by Ding Heng's scolding, whispered in defense, "She was quite happy to get the skin."

"And then, any reaction?"

"Yes, she sent me a picture of herself cosplaying Gwen."

"That's it!?"

"Isn't that enough?"

Xie Baoyang was a little unconvinced, but Ding Heng hit the nail on the head.

"She probably sent similar messages to countless people."

"impossible!"

Xie Baoyang retorted, "Yaoyao isn't that kind of person! If you're so capable... then get other girls to send you messages too!"

He seemed to be trying to prove something, or perhaps he simply wanted to change the subject.

"Let's bet on a hot pot dinner tonight, whoever loses treats!"

After saying that, Xie Baoyang remembered that Ding Heng currently had a cosplayer "girlfriend," so he quickly added a patch.

"Your girlfriend's post doesn't count; it has to be another girl's!"

Ding Heng was left speechless, both amused and exasperated by Xie Baoyang's childish provocation.

Just as I was about to call him stupid, my gaze inadvertently swept across the computer screen. On the minimized webpage next to the client was a preview page for League of Legends' anniversary celebration next month.

Among the event's guest list was Longhe's girl group, with the promotional tagline "Mysterious COSPLAY Appearance."

Ding Heng's heart skipped a beat: "Real betting or fake betting?"

Xie Baoyang patted his chest and declared, "Whoever goes back on their word is a son of a bitch!"

"Row."

Ding Heng picked up his phone and found the milk dragon icon again.

[Ding Heng]: I heard you're going to the League of Legends anniversary celebration next month?

[Sister Long is a dragon, not a milk dragon]: You're quite well-informed. What, want tickets?

[Ding Heng]: What character are you cosplaying? Can I see it beforehand?

【Sister Long is a dragon, not a milk dragon】: Go away! Makeup and styling are such a hassle! [Milk dragon smug.jpg]

[Sister Long is a dragon, not a milk dragon]: There's a preview on Weibo, go check it out yourself.

Ding Heng followed the instructions, logged out of WeChat, opened Weibo, and found the Longhe account.

Sure enough, three days ago there was a post about a collaboration with League of Legends, accompanied by a promotional photo of her cosplaying the Irelia skin "Paper-cut Fairy".

In the photo, Long He looks dashing and sophisticated, with sharp eyes and a blade floating behind her, complete with amazing special effects.

The comment section was already flooded with fans' praise.

"The most beautiful Irelia!" "Long He is Irelia herself!" "So beautiful and cool, I'm dead!"

Ding Heng turned his phone screen towards Xie Baoyang: "Here!"

Xie Baoyang leaned over for a look and immediately exclaimed, "Isn't that Long He! I saw this post on her Weibo a long time ago, are you kidding me? Do you think a big star would send you a private photo?"

Ding Heng was speechless for a moment, finding it difficult to explain.

Suddenly my phone vibrated again; it was another message from Longhe.

[Sister Long is a dragon, not a milk dragon]: [Image]

Ding Heng clicked on it.

The photo is softly lit, and Long He looks like he just woke up, lounging lazily on the sofa, taking a selfie in the mirror.

Her face showed no particular expression, her long, snow-white wig fell smoothly over her shoulders, and she was wearing a black slip dress that she hadn't had time to change out of.

Beneath the skirt, her long, straight legs were encased in white stockings in a cosplay of Irelia, with a faint mark around the top of the stockings against her fair thighs.

She was relaxed and natural, like a female warrior returning from battle who had taken off her armor and changed into casual clothes at home.

[Sister Long is a dragon, not a milk dragon]: That outfit was too much trouble to put on, so I just wore a wig and white stockings. Just bear with it. [Milk dragon collapsed.jpg]

【Sister Long is a dragon, not a milk dragon】: However, it's okay to look at it.

[Sister Long is a dragon, not a milk dragon]: But we're all brothers, you can't have any impure thoughts about me! [Milk dragon threat.jpg]

Ding Heng was momentarily stunned.

What is this, Miss Irelia's private perk?

Xie Baoyang leaned closer to look: "It's been so long, has your sister sent you any photos yet? Who's paying for hot pot tonight?"

Ding Heng quickly turned off the screen and smiled helplessly.

"You win, it's on me!"

Chapter 41: Little Lucky Star? Kitten? (Please vote and increase readership on Monday!)

Inviting one person is the same as inviting several.

With only half a month left of summer vacation, and everyone about to go their separate ways to university, this is a good opportunity to get together.

Ding Heng simply declared, "Let's go to Haidilao tonight. Call them all out; it's on me."

Xie Baoyang exclaimed in surprise, "Holy crap!? When did you become so rich?"

Ding Heng was too lazy to explain and said perfunctorily, "Stop talking nonsense. Isn't it good that someone is treating us? Hurry up and call some people."

The two stayed at the internet cafe until nearly evening. Xie Baoyang started making announcements in the brothers' group chat, while Ding Heng opened Zhao Yanxi's WeChat account.

[Ding Heng]: I'm having dinner with some friends tonight at Haidilao. Would you and Wenjing like to join us?

[Lucky Zhao]: Xiao Jing and I are both going? [Kitten peeking out.jpg]

[Ding Heng]: You don't have to come, but Wenjing absolutely has to. [doge emoji]

This was said half jokingly and half seriously.

If Wenjing doesn't come, he won't be able to legitimately convert his "sacred achievements" into real consumption.

If he hires a whole bunch of people to eat at Haidilao on his own, his wallet will go through a lot...

【Lucky Zhao】: [Cat is super furious.jpg] Ding Heng, what do you mean by this?!

[Ding Heng]: Just kidding, just kidding... Don't worry, now all my friends treat you like family. If you don't come, I'll have a hard time explaining myself.

[Lucky Little Zhao]: That's more like it [smug little cat.jpg]

[Lucky Zhao]: How should we tell Xiao Jing?

[Ding Heng]: Just telling the truth.

[Lucky Zhao]: When I was your "girlfriend," weren't you afraid she would feel uncomfortable?

[Ding Heng]: I'm more afraid that you'll feel uncomfortable.

【Lucky Zhao】: [Kitten turns its head and meows.jpg]

After ending their conversation, Ding Heng and Xie Baoyang prepared to leave the internet cafe.

As Xie Baoyang passed the front desk, he paused, a hint of hesitation flashing across his face, but he eventually approached and asked in a flattering tone.

"Yaoyao, let's go out for hot pot tonight. You're about to get off work, do you...want to come along?"