President, Madam is knocking on the door

Chapter 106 Deleted the game
The door opened slowly, and I nervously raised my eyes to look inside.

There was a person sitting dryly on the sofa, and when he heard the door closing, he just glanced at me out of the corner of his eye, as if he was looking at something unrelated to him, this person was my father.

Seeing that his expression was not right, I became more and more cautious. I didn't even dare to rub my heels against each other to take off the shoes as usual. Right, just put on the slippers.

After this set of movements, there was still no movement on the sofa, so I had to greet him with a smiling face.

"Dad, are you back so early?"

The probing question was like throwing a pebble into the mud without any ripples, but my father remained as still as a mountain and ignored me.

Just ignore it, think I'm rare.While turning my back, I rolled my big eyes to the air.

But... His attitude, judging from my experience over the years, could it be that he has discovered something?Thinking of this, I hurried to the study.

The most urgent thing now is to put the two fourth-level bricks in the study, and make a false impression that I am still reading books these days.

As soon as I stepped into the door of the study, I was attracted by the bright display screen.

not good!With only this thought in my mind, I flew to the table and saw the gorgeous and shining game logo in the middle of the screen. In an instant, my mood fell to the bottom.

This icon... shouldn't be on the desktop!
I deleted the icon on the desktop last night, just because I was afraid that my father would see it when he came back and turned on the computer!
But it still seems useless...

Now, what should I do? I was caught playing games. I probably didn’t read English or anything. With my father’s IQ, I guess it’s pretty close. Now I should turn myself in, or try to quibble again.

After all, why is it that everyone else is happily spending the summer vacation of their third year of high school, but I am so scared that I have a chill down my spine because of this kind of thing!

Why is it just my family, just my dad, controlling me so strictly!He has already been admitted to a university that satisfies him, so what else does he want, what else does he want to do!
Shouldn't I have some time and freedom for myself, shouldn't I be able to do something I like!

overbearing!autocratic!It doesn't make sense!
Biting my lower lip tightly, I looked out of the study, my heart was filled with fear and anger, but I still couldn't walk out, as if this study was my last safe place.

"Come here." With a cold and simple order, I couldn't even stay in the study.

After hesitating for a while, I walked up to my father step by step.

"Sit down." He said blankly.

I picked the seat farthest from him, with my back tensed into a straight line, calm on the surface, but restless inside.

"How have you been at home this month?" My father casually picked up a magazine on the coffee table, flipped through it casually, and said as if talking to me.

But I felt the invisible pressure, and I opened my mouth slightly but couldn't say anything.

"Have you read English?" Father turned over a page of the magazine in his hand, his expression still so indifferent.

But I felt like I was sitting on pins and needles, and my hands couldn't help being twisted together.

If you say you have read it, how much have you read it, can it stand the inspection; if you say you have not read it, what will be the consequences.

I still can't say anything.

The "Pa" magazine was thrown on the coffee table by my father, and I was so shocked that my hair stood on end.

"You've learned a lot." He finally looked at me head-on, but I lowered my head and didn't want to look at him.

"Is the game fun? Huh?" My father's voice was not loud, but I didn't dare to reply.

"I'm afraid I'll find out, so I deleted the desktop icon on purpose."

My father even laughed: "Hey, I have become smarter after being admitted to University A."

It makes me feel very uncomfortable to hear such words, none of which is blaming, but every word is condemning.

"Come, come." Father stood up and waved to me, and I followed him tremblingly into the study.

My father sat in front of the computer, manipulated the mouse, and clicked on the game. The familiar and exciting BGM and the exquisite and beautiful picture jumped into my eyes. If it was yesterday, I would be excitedly waiting for the login page to appear, but at this moment, I am extremely excited. Hope the game freezes or the computer crashes.

"Tell me about this game, what's so good about it, what made you want to play it so much?" He pointed at the screen, with a mocking arc drawn from the corner of his mouth.

I pursed my lips tightly, intending to get through this difficult moment with a silent attitude.

"Still not talking." My father nodded, and carefully looked at DA Longnu, who is known as the conscience of the game industry, I suddenly had a little fantasy, would he also be interested in the game because of this beautiful picture? Since the game itself is really good, let me go.

However, fantasies can only be fantasies and can only be broken. The next second, I heard a cold voice.

"Since you can't even tell how good it is, delete it."

Father stood up and gave up his seat: "You delete it yourself."

I looked at him hesitantly, almost begging him to change his mind, but my father still pointed at the monitor cruelly and stubbornly: "Quick!"

I sat on the chair with my hands and feet stiff, and the time it took for the mouse to move to the root directory seemed to be as long as a century.Gritting my teeth, I thought to myself, just delete it, anyway, I can download it again. After a few days, he will go to work, and it will be uncontrollable. If it is a big deal, I will go to Chenchen's house to play.

Do you think you can threaten me like this!
Thinking of the retreat, I suddenly felt a little better, and even moved the mouse faster.

"Wait." At this moment, my father spoke again, what else did he want.

"Hand over the game account."

what!What does he want to do!My heart suddenly clicked.

Father said impatiently: "Hurry up, don't think I don't know what you're thinking, you can still download the game after deleting it, your account must be blocked."

He wants to block my account!He didn't even leave me with the last ray of hope!

No, this is an account that I worked so hard to cultivate.

Li Zi is another me in the virtual world, and Li Zi also has the memories shared by me and Chen Chen.

Deleting the account is equivalent to killing Li Zi with my own hands!
Can't do it!
"No." I heard my voice come out of my throat.

"No!!" I raised my head, stared fiercely at my father in front of me, and told him my attitude sharply.

Probably because he is used to seeing daughters with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, my appearance made him stunned.

I yelled: "No, I won't delete the game, and I won't give you the account! Why don't you let me play!"

My father finally came back to his senses. Facing me who resisted, he became even more impatient: "You still talk back to me because of this game! Ah!"

"How did you promise Dad before! You don't feel guilty at all!"

I went all out: "Why should I feel guilty? This is the summer vacation of the third year of high school. Why do I have to recite English when others can play? Why do other families let their children relax and rest, but I have to keep studying. Am I a perpetual motion machine, am I a learning machine, can I not have my own hobbies!"

"You call this a hobby?!" My father was so angry that blue veins appeared on his forehead, "This kind of thing will only play with things and lose your mind. If you indulge you for a while, you may not even know the date of the university report!"

"I have a sense of proportion!" I clenched my fists, "I am also an adult, why can't I have my own life!"

My father pulled me up with such strength that he seemed to break my arm. I stumbled and was dragged to the table by him, and then watched him hold the mouse and clicked delete to confirm.

The progress bar was completed almost instantly, and the dazzling icon on the desktop disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

Tears finally fell down, I felt humiliated, I felt angry, and I felt my own weakness.

"Father, I..." In the middle of speaking, I couldn't utter another word.

Glancing at my father's face illuminated by the light from the screen, I resolutely turned around and walked out of the study room, and opened the door.

boom!The heavy door slammed shut behind me.

　Have you ever been stopped or scolded by your parents while playing games?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)