UNKNOWN GAMER a game of love

The multimedia classroom of the Edgar College was occupied as usual on Friday. The young art teacher breathed a sigh of relief, and then ascended the platform with a sweet smile. She opened the list and said loudly, "Good afternoon, students. Let's do a roll call before class. Amy Lu, Gary Jiang, Bella Zhang..."

The sound of "here" came one after another. Diana Ning's heart skipped a beat. It seemed like all her classmates were really excited about studying art, but her joy instantly withered away when she fell upon a certain name.

"Ryan Luo! Ryan Luo!"

There was a moment of silence, and then a heated discussion broke out.

Two girls with heavy make-up in the front row were very straightforward.

"Oh no! Ryan didn't come! I'm here for nothing then."

"Haha, did you think you could seduce him with your looks alone?"

"You're so ridiculous!"

"Well, even though Ryan didn't come, Rex and Cheney are here anyway. They're good-looking too."

Diana Ning frowned. Ryan Luo attended her first class, but he had been absent several times since then.

She had a good memory and didn't forget the arrogant look on that face. The Edgar College was a high-status university, but how could a student be so disrespectful?

She decided to talk to Ryan Luo's head teacher after class.

Two hours later, she sat in a luxurious and high-end cafe in A City, the Purple Bonny Coffee Club, looking at the waitress with a sad face.

"Please don't do that." The waitress was very embarrassed. "It's not the right time. If the manager sees me chatting with you during work, I'll be fired."

Seeing two customers come in, the waitress promptly went up to them, carrying a menu.

"Lulu..." Diana Ning put her hands on the table and struggled desperately.

The waitress, whose name was Lucy Li and whose nickname was Lulu, almost fell to the ground. She warned her with her eyes. Then she forced a smile and greeted the guests, asking, "How many are you, Sir? Would you like a private room?"

The leading guest stared at Lucy Li with a sour face, as if he was looking at an idiot. This hurt her feelings.