According to Jiang Qu’s own account, in his 17 years of life, he’s only ever been embarrassed twice. The first time was during the high school entrance exam. In front of the academic god Lu Huai, he confidently explained his solution to the final math problem—only for it to be entirely wrong. To add insult to injury, Lu Huai even drew a big black X on the back of his hand with a pen. The second time was at an internet café. Jiang Qu was repeatedly targeted by the same jungler and lost all afternoon. After the game, he sent a friend request, hoping to salvage his pride with a 1v1. But it was rejected. Later, in their sophomore year, Class 1 welcomed a transfer student—assigned as Jiang Qu’s deskmate… Later, Jiang Qu accidentally logged into Lu Huai’s gaming account… Jiang Qu concluded that he’d already stumbled over Lu Huai at least four, five, six, seven, or eight times. It was time to take the initiative. Mimicking a beauty revealing her shoulder, he tugged his school uniform to one side: "Lu Huai, do you want to do some one-on-one tutoring with me? The really, re~ally personal kind." Lu Huai pulled down the T-shirt underneath, baring Jiang Qu’s snowy shoulder: "Learn to do it properly at least." Jiang Qu: "Dammit! Are you in or not?!" Lu Huai pinched his chin, kissed him, and said: "In."