In the end, Ai Qing didn’t make it to Slide’s match and instead brought the two handsome guys to meet Dt.
Perhaps it was because they trained late into the night, when Ai Qing knocked on his door, Dt was still half-asleep. His hair was dishevelled and clung to his forehead. After looking at them for a few seconds, he finally noticed the two Scandinavians and greeted them with a simple “hi.”
After a brief introduction and a few words, the three of them were already on friendly terms. Competitive gamers all have similar temperaments. Others see them as proud or withdrawn individuals, but if you got to know them, you’d find that they were basically all kids who refused to grow up. Dt took out coke from the refrigerator for the two guests and they quickly began talking about CS.
Because Dt was younger and Asian, he wasn’t nearly as tall as the two twenty-some years old men.
But when he stood with them, he didn’t appear out of place.
The only thing that Ai Qing didn’t expect was that Dt could speak English fluently as if it was his native language and just like the Swedish and the Norwegian, he spoke with a Scandinavian accent. In the past, when she watched interviews of the top players of the CS Scandinavian teams, she enjoyed listening to them speak. Their style of clothing and facial expressions always seemed cold, but when they spoke, they would always end their sentences with a rising inflection, which she thought was the cutest thing in the world.
Right now, she was watching it live.