Qiao Ze halted at the door of the dormitory, dug out his glasses case from his pocket, and put on the glasses he had gotten today before pushing the door and entering the dorm.
To his surprise, the dorm was full today; all three of them were there, lively engaged in playing a game.
"Quick, Gu, Chen, come up and catch them."
"Coming, coming..."
"Wait, okay, go!"
"Catch, catch, catch, ult!"
"Good, retreat now, Chen you're out of health, ah..."
...
Watching everyone enthusiastically playing the game, Qiao Ze felt pretty good about it.
It indicated that everyone had adjusted their mental state and should be able to face the end-of-term exams calmly.
That was great.
So he quietly moved to his seat.
He couldn't get involved in such occasions.
After all, gaming really didn't hold any appeal for Qiao Ze, it was even boring to him.