The Good Mother System

Shan Jingqiu sits quietly in front of the computer, with her back straight, trying to prevent the corners of her mouth from lifting up. After all, she can't ignore the small sad eyes from her son from time to time. Those eyes are so wronged, like being snatched. The cat who has eaten food wants to jump up and catch someone.

You must know that Xiang Dongna just called a victory without arrogance, defeat without discouragement, repeated defeats, repeated defeats, and repeated defeats. After being abused by his mother with a 5:0 one-sided score, he was unwilling to challenge again. Of course, The result was always the same, with two clean 5:0, making him rub his eyes desperately at the gray screen.

Xiang Dong silently sang a sad song in his heart at this time: "Little cabbage, the ground is cool, sixteen years old, abused by my mother..." How miserable.

Before the start of the game, he was so worried. He was worried that he would have to let his mother and mother have a bad game experience. How about rejecting this game in the future? And also to protect mother's face!

Facts have proved that he really thinks too much. The person who has no game experience is not his mother at all, but he himself, no face, and not his mother. It is still him. Thinking about it this way, there are speechless tears in his heart. Thousand lines.

Xiang, faceless, Dong, for the first time today lost his full love for League of Legends.

"Mom, you are really talented... you are really good at playing." His little eyes showed a little grievance and admiration. After all, his mother is good, isn't he good at rounding? Moreover, the blue is better than the blue, and the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves. He believes that it is just that he is young and will definitely be able to surpass the front waves of his mother after time training.

What? You said that mommy is playing a game for the first time today. I'm sorry, the wind is too strong. Xiangdong said he didn't hear it.

Of course, even though he was beaten up and down under his mother's hands, in this game, Xiang Dong often played against professional players and passers-by, and many of him played against him, thinking that he was the trumpet of some great god! Therefore, it must not be that he is too weak, but that his mother is too strong. That's it, and he quickly convinced himself that Xiangdong would be calm in the future.

Shan Jingqiu gave a high-five and seemed to think of something suddenly: "Then Dongdong, you said you can play professional games, isn't it possible for your mother? Mom feels like she can do it too!" She looked at her son, as if evaluating The level of professional players.

Xiang Dong shivered, imagining that when he was sitting with his mother and playing games every day, he couldn't help shivering. By that time, he would probably shout every game: "Protect my mother, don't let the other party gather fire!" ", "Mom, you set the output on the opposite side of the fire!"...Just thinking about it, I think he and his mother are like a domestic violence gang.

"You lied to you!" Shan Jingqiu chuckled and nodded her son's forehead with her index finger. She didn't want to play any professional games. After all, she still didn't have the love of her son and turned her hobby into a career. But it's terrible, let alone, in fact...

She smiled secretly in her heart. Of course, she can't let her son know on the face. Moms still need a little golden light bonus from idols to attract their son's adoring eyes more!

Xiangdong listened to what his mother said, and when he looked at it carefully, he knew that his mother was joking, but somehow he still had some regrets in his heart. When the time comes, the mother and son will form a powerful combination of mother and son. He is invincible when he thinks of it. Happy.

What Shan Jingqiu did just now is to think of an introduction and want to open up his son’s heart. After all, the generation gap between parents and children is as big as the Mariana Trench, let alone eastward. There are other things before this, and it is not so easy for the two to have a good talk.

Seeing the child’s expression now agile, her eyes turned around as if she was thinking carefully, Shan Jingqiu’s heart was half relieved, at least she knew that at this time the child could be considered a little more relaxed, so she could talk about it. Something.

"Well, since my mother is still a little better than you, then we don’t have to be convinced. Let mother ask some questions and answer mother honestly." Shan Jingqiu smiled and looked at her son, but The look became more serious.

Xiang Dong was a little confused. After all, the banner that his mother had just played was to teach her to play. Where did he say anything about betting and willing to accept the bet, which made him a little confused, but just ask, he has nothing to do. But you have to keep it from your mother.

"Today, mom wants to listen to Dongdong seriously, why do you suddenly want to do e-sports? What are your considerations for the future? Do you really like e-sports?" She pulled Xiangdong to On the opposite bed, both of them were sitting cross-legged on the bed, their eyes were at the same height, and they could clearly see each other's eyes.

Although Shan Jingqiu has a gold finger bonus from the story world, she only knows that her son Xiangdong is a talented player, and there are talents in this world, but there are many people, not too few, or Those who waste themselves in the years are even more numerous.

The son is a star, but no one knows whether it will be a meteor or a star.

As a mother, what I can do here is to have a good chat with him to see if this e-sports is really the son's wish and the way to go, and let the child consider it down-to-earth.

Xiang Dong carefully considered his words, but there was nothing left to scrutinize. After all, when he first went back to ask his parents to be frank, he just wanted to say what to say, so he wrote no less than ten versions of the manuscript, just to convince him. Mom, of course, all of this became useless after Dad made a sweeping cut to Nianzu, but these have been carved in his mind for a long time, and they are unforgettable. Even when he was at Xishan College, he often remembered it.

"Mom, I admit that the first time I went to play a game, I just went to the Internet cafe with my friends curiously. After all, I have never been to such a place since I was a kid, but after playing this game, I found that this game is for me. There is a great attraction. It is not the kind of addiction that will make you feel uncomfortable if you don't play. I just subconsciously deliberate on the outcome, the tactics, and the skills of everyone..."

"I watched several games. Mom, you know, I belonged to the school basketball team for a long time. Compared to the feeling of surpassing others in studying, I prefer the feeling of beating others and getting first in competitive sports like this. Maybe this The idea is a little naive. I really don’t yearn for day-to-day reading, step-by-step graduation work, life is short, I really want to have a more exciting life, want to win the championship trophy once, and League of Legends, But in many projects, I do have talents and are very attractive to me..."

Xiang Dong was talking, Shan Jingqiu could see the excitement in his eyes and subconsciously happy. Just by looking at this, Shan Jingqiu knew that at least this kid was really interested in this e-sports.

Xiang Dong added excitedly, and unconsciously, he said and jumped into a dance: "And mother, my rank in the game is the strongest king, not to say how powerful this is, I think this should also prove that I am here. There is still some talent above, and when the masters compete, I really feel very happy... I want to try the feeling of standing on the field!"

"But didn't we Dongdong just lost our mother?" Shan Jingqiu looked at his son like a proud puppy, and couldn't help but pour cold water on him with naughty bad thoughts.

Upon hearing this, Xiang Dong's ears that seemed to stand up high just now suddenly drooped down, and he stretched out his voice particularly sadly and shouted: "Mom..."

This also made Shan Jingqiu laugh, and it took a while to rub his grinning stiff face in his son’s resentful eyes, straighten up his face, and continue to say: “Okay, okay, mom won’t tease you. Dongdong, then Dongdong. Interest, love and talent are not enough. Do you have any relevant plans?"

Just talking about dreams is a castle in the sky. Only if you are willing to work hard and have enough realistic planning, can you slowly approach it and take it off.

Xiangdong has thought about this issue for a long time. In terms of his current grades and family conditions, he can basically walk down a broad road steadily and steadily. Then he has to persuade his family to support him and try to pursue his dream. There must be a more realistic plan, otherwise who will be convinced?

He spoke cautiously, speaking slowly, and thinking as he said: "Mom, I think so. In the process of the game, I also met some players from very powerful game teams. The team from Beijing Societe Generale offered me an invitation to try out. This ensures that I have a certain channel to try this role, instead of going around randomly."

"Secondly, I am only the second year of junior high school. In fact, I have been learning the knowledge of junior high school very steadily. I used to learn a lot of high school knowledge in advance with the tutors in the cram school, and I think I can barely grasp it. I want to take a break. Two years will not affect too much, even next year I will directly participate in the high school entrance examination, I feel a little in my heart... Of course, I may not be able to keep up in high school, but within two years, I am still confident that I will not delay as much as possible. To school."

"Finally, I am really full of yearning and love for e-sports. I have also learned about the current situation from all aspects. I think the situation I will face in the future is within my acceptable range... Moreover, I am also It’s very realistic. It’s not the kind of personality that doesn’t hit the south wall and never returns. If there really is no chance of getting ahead, or if I am not competent or persistent, I will go home obediently and continue my studies..."

He cast expectant eyes at his mother, his wet eyes looked pitiful and painful: "So, I really didn't just casually express the thoughts in my forehead. I have been thinking about it for a long time. I only said it later. I don’t know if I will regret it after doing it, but mother, I know that if I don’t do it, I will definitely regret it!"

Shan Jingqiu straightened Xiangdong's messy hair a little bit. Compared to the gentleness of her hands, her words were a little serious: "Then I understand, Dongdong, you do have your own plan on this matter, then Let's listen to my mother now."

Xiang Dong's heart sank, and aside his eyes, he didn't dare to look at his mother, as if this would save him from hearing what he didn't want to hear.

"First of all, mom and you will analyze the risks of playing e-sports. First, although Dongdong's mom believes that you are excellent, it doesn't mean you can definitely achieve results, right?"

He nodded, he himself agreed with this.

"Second, if you can’t get results, then you may be able to come back obediently, but if you get results, you’ve been there for five or ten years. Mom checked it out on the Internet. But for athletes in competitive events, There are also peak periods and trough periods. If one day you go from the peak to the trough, and then you have no diploma, no knowledge, no skills, what will you do?"

She could see that her son Xiangdong was already in deep thought. She went on to say: "The third point, as long as it is a competitive event, it will basically hurt your body, let alone playing a computer, even if you go to a company to be a typist, you can get it Give a mouse hand, you train games every day, the cervical spine, hands, basically have problems. The last point is that playing games now is when you are interested in playing games for a while, maybe you still find it fun and full Enthusiasm, when he becomes your career, your job, you have to train day and night! Then you will say to your mother like you do now, do you love him? Are you ready? Have you turned your hobby into a career?"

Xiang Dong pressed his lips and remained silent. Now he was thinking about what his mother said. He knew that every word his mother said was thinking about him, not just blindly cutting across the board regardless of his feelings.

Precisely because of this, the more he has to think seriously.

"My mother said this, not to scare you away, but to tell Dongdong that every decision may have a huge impact on the future of you. All my mother can do is tell you that there may be less good results. Let you think carefully about whether everything should be one step forward or one step backward." She stretched out her hand and grabbed Xiang Dong’s hand, reaching out like a handful of air from the air, and then The air was placed in the son’s hand, and the hand wrapped around him was tightly squeezed. “The decision on the future path is actually not in my mother’s place. It has always been with you. Do you have to hurry up or let it go? It depends on what you think in the deepest part of your heart."

Xiang Dong squeezed his hand gently. He had been trying to fight for his parents to control his own power. He was in his hands at this time, but he was a little flustered, instead of knowing what to do. After all, he grew up. In more time, he faces "decided by others" rather than "decided by himself."

He was a little stunned. He could feel the warmth from his mother on the back of his hand. He watched his mother's eyes full of encouragement and trust towards him. He also followed his mother's words for a while.

Mom was right. It was true that what he thought was a bit idealistic, but at the same time, it was like the only shining star in the dark night, and his eyes were always attracted to him unconsciously.

After a while, Xiang Dong finally showed a relieved smile and nodded to his mother, holding his hands tightly.

"Mom, I want to try, I think I can! Rather than regretting after doing it, I am more afraid of regretting that I didn't do it for the rest of my life. Mom, I want to do it! I want to hurry up! "He said firmly, smiling so that he showed his neat teeth, without the slightest image, but Shan Jingqiu couldn't help but laugh.

"Then do it! Try it, son, mom believes you can do it." She also smiled and said to her son.

The chicks who have to learn to fly must always try to fly alone without the **** of their parents. If they fall, they will get up. If they are injured, they will ask for help. If they are afraid of injury, they will always Protecting it under its wings will only make it never learn to fly.

Shan Jingqiu doesn't have the ability to predict the future, but she believes that her son can do it. Even if it doesn't, she will be behind him. So what is there to fear?

Xiangdong's smile has already reached his ears, and the road ahead is still long, but as long as he works hard to move forward with what he wants, he thinks that he will not regret that he has worked hard and paid.

...

After having a sincere symposium with her son, Shan Jingqiu saw that her son's face was already a little tired. After all, Xiangdong stayed with MCA in the ward last night, so she asked Xiangdong to go to the bathroom and take a shower. , Change clothes and go to sleep for a while.

Shan Jingqiu stayed in front of the computer and didn't know what she was looking at. As soon as she saw her son turned his back, she quickly started to operate.

She didn’t move her fingers fast, but she typed out line after line of code like a heavenly book on the computer, making it impossible for outsiders to understand. She quickly changed the status of the small program that had just been opened to hidden and placed it under heavy protection. , To avoid being discovered.

Shan Jingqiu has a dual purpose. While working on the computer, he also pays attention to his son, who is turning his suitcase for a change of clothes on his back. After finishing this long series of operations, he is finally relieved. Tone.

This is a secret that can't be discovered by her son. Shan Jingqiu is a little guilty. Who will let her have fewer points available? Like winning her son in the League of Legends, it's not an elementary game, at least intermediate. , Advanced, the points requirement can completely hollow out Shan Jingqiu.

So Shan Jingqiu, with his empty pockets, used the hacker skills to write a small auxiliary program on the computer. Although his son is powerful, the speed of operation is still lower than that of a pure computer, so she is so relaxed. He slapped his son in a dreadful way, not showing affection.

Of course, such a program certainly cannot be used in competitions. Shan Jingqiu firmly disagrees with undermining the fairness of the competition. She just wants to give this son who is talented in the game a light stick occasionally to satisfy her. Her little nasty taste.

The future king of e-sports, please welcome the sanctions from mother love :).

Xiangdong who had already walked into the bathroom to wash and wash suddenly sneezed, and he hurriedly adjusted the water to the hot water.

Shan Jingqiu suddenly received a new text message reminder on her mobile phone. The sender was unusually conspicuous. It was sent by the original husband to Nianzu. The tone in his message was very polite, and the original male chauvinism, everywhere The appearance of losing your temper and looking down on the original body is very different.

"Jingqiu, I'm here at the county seat now. I want to see Dongdong and have a good talk with him. I don't know where you are now. Can I see him with me?" It just can be seen from the text message. This person seems a little careful.

Shan Jingqiu thought for a while, but decided to leave her son in the house first, and go to meet Xiang Nianzu, and by the way, talk about the matter between the two of them, and confirm whether the other party is going to talk to Xiang Dong now. It will hurt this child's heart.

So she shouted to Dongdong, who was taking a bath, "Dongdong, mother first go out to buy some things and go shopping by the way. You can sleep well and rest after you wash it out." While saying this, She walked out of the room and called Xiang Nianzu as she walked.

Xiang Nianzu got a little excited when he answered the phone, grabbed the microphone and shouted at the other end, regardless of how eye-catching it was on the street: "Did Dongdong? I'm a father!"

"No, it's me." Shan Jingqiu paused, and then continued, "Lao Xiang, Dongdong takes a bath in the room and let him rest first. Let's meet and talk. I'm in Pinghe Street now. Come here."

He was silent for a while, and answered, in fact, in his heart he also guessed what his wife was going to say to himself.

Only after a few days of separation, the two couples who came together again are a little far away from each other. There seems to be a clear dividing line between them, which makes them unconsciously separated, but in fact they are clearly separated. There is nothing.

Ancestor Xiang Nian opened his mouth. Although the reality has only passed such a night, in his dream, he has passed a hundred years. Even Rotten Wood can figure out: "Jingqiu, do you still want to divorce?" "

In fact, he also understands how much his arrogance and unrelenting face over the years have caused much harm to the people around him, and the couples of their generation are actually more of a "suitable" family. His business has developed rapidly over the years, and he has become more and more unconscious to look down on Jing Qiu, who is busy at home every day. The two have no common language, and he has a lot of social interactions. Not only does he not talk very much, but even meets up. It takes only half a month to take turns, and it is not even better than the communication with the people in the secretariat of the company.

"Yes." Shan Jingqiu faced Xiang Nianzu with a calm expression. "In fact, we don't have too many feelings between us. In fact, we don't have to be separated, but in the future, I might want to do more. Stay with Dongdong. When Dongdong grows up, I will travel, play, and live my own life. After all, I have been a housewife for 20 years and I have never looked outside."

Xiang Nianzu had no face and didn't want to stop. When he finally figured it out, the more he felt a little embarrassed when he thought of how he looked down on his wife before and ridiculed him.

He lowered his head and said sincerely: "In fact, I have a share of mine and a share of yours in the family over the years. I have never considered your hard work. I think our family’s property should be divided equally. ."

In fact, if he were not in a dream, he would never know that the original family had so many housework, but he used to complain about his wife when he went home every day, saying that she was doing housework at home, and sometimes he would still complain when he returned home. This is unreasonable, but when he did it himself, he discovered how many family affairs his wife once assumed.

"No, if you have to, just remember what you want to give me to Dongdong." Shan Jingqiu didn't want money. In fact, the original body had a grudge against Xiang Nianzu, although she also blamed herself for the same support. Sent her son Xiangdong to Xishan College, but she hated Xiang Nianzu even more. After Xiangdong died in the original world, she was completely separated from Xiang Nianzu.

Not to mention that Xiang Dong is determined to go to the game now. The situation is easy to change and the nature is difficult to change. Even if Xiang Nianzu knows wrong, it will be counterproductive to have the two together. It is better to keep them appropriate. distance.

"Then we wait and we have time to go through the formalities." Xiang Nianzu said this actively. If this way his wife and son will be happy, then he is willing.

Having said this, the two smiled at the same time of relief. It's not that they both have different ties to each other and have to divorce. It's just that the two of them are so reluctant to maintain their marriage, but they become resentment day by day.

Xiang Nianzu was full of guilt for his wife and son from the bottom of his heart, but he was willing to make some compensation.

Shan Jingqiu took Xiang Nianzu to the hotel. The last thing today is to have the father and son meet. Of course, the premise is to see if Xiang Dong is willing.

She brushed the door carefully, and heard the sound of blowing his head inside, knowing that her son hadn't started to rest yet, she signaled the ancestor Xiang Nian to wait outside, and walked inside.

"Dongdong." She called her son's name.

Xiang Dong turned his head, there was still some moisture in his hair, and the broken hair was sticking to his head. He looked very well-behaved: "Mom, have you bought something back?" But when he turned around, he found that his mother was empty with both hands. Some doubts.

Shan Jingqiu pondered for a long time, and finally spoke to her son: "Dongdong...Do you want to see your father? He is here..."

Hearing this, Xiangdong's pupils dilated for an instant, and his subconscious mind was inexplicably anxious. As long as he thought of his father, he would unconsciously feel aggrieved and unconscious.

But after a while, all these sorrows turned into endless thoughts and struggles.

From childhood to age, for Xiang Dong, it was his father who disapproved him the most, and the recognition he most desired was what his father failed to give him.

Dad sent him to Xishan College, does he hate it? Xiang Dong thinks a little bit, but these hatreds have not completely wiped out the longing for his father. According to the Internet, maybe he is a "baozi", but he can't control himself. The way to cut the feelings so easily.

He lowered his head, and the water droplets from the tips of his hair flowed down his face to the bottom of his neck. His eyes didn’t know where he was looking, and he spoke very quietly. If he didn’t listen carefully, it would be difficult to hear: "Mom, I want to see him. ."

Of course, Shan Jingqiu, who was listening carefully, heard these words. She looked at her son who did not raise her head, and walked out silently, signaling Xiang Nianzu to enter, while she stood at the half-hidden door, in case there was anything. In the event of a situation, she can go in at any time.

Xiang Nianzu entered the room, and what caught his eyes was his son's body. Even if he just looked at it this way, he could clearly see how much his son had lost weight. The child who was pulling out of the original was not considered fat, even some His slender body was as thin as a bamboo pole at this time, and his heart ached so badly. How much hardship did he end up like this.

In the dream world, every time he suffers, he thinks about his son over and over again. Is he also struggling sadly like this? Thinking about this, he tried to survive, but when he saw his son, he doubled his self-blame. It would be great if all these sufferings were put on him.

Originally, Xiang Nianzu punched countless belly drafts in his stomach and thought of 10,000 apologies, but when he stood in front of his son, he couldn’t say a word, facing his injured son. No matter how much it is said, it seems to be making excuses. Can an apology be used to restore the harm that his son has suffered? Does not.

"Dongdong... are you better?" After thinking about it for a long, long time, Xiang Nianzu still asked. He was a little embarrassed, thinking in opposite directions. If it were him, it would be hard to forgive him. One of his fathers, Xiangdong should not forgive him.

Xiangdong looked at his father, but he hadn’t seen him for a while. His father suddenly seemed to be haggard. He could see that his father was standing a short distance away, trying to get closer but didn’t dare to get closer. He wanted to say something but swallowed it again. Go in, I don't know why I feel so awkward.

Xiang Nianzu licked her lips, which had become extremely dry due to tension, and tried to moisturize them. He hesitated and said, "Dongdong...Daddy doesn't know what to say, I just want to tell you that Dad is really wrong."

In Xiangdong’s shocked eyes, he kept saying, “Actually, Dad doesn’t lie to you. At the beginning, Dad didn’t realize that he was wrong. Even that day, he hurt you by saying those things. Thinking about this, my dad suddenly realized that he was not able to understand you." He smiled bitterly, "It’s because I want face and the authority of the head of the family too much. I feel that all the choices and decisions I make are not wrong, it must be For your good, be so self-conscious that you have hurt others."

"Dad came here specially today to apologize to Dongdong. Of course, I said this not to ask you to forgive me, but to let you know that from beginning to end, Dad was wrong, and it was never your fault."

He has never looked at his son so seriously. I don’t know when, Xiangdong, who is always stubborn like a child in his heart, has grown into what he is now, even taller than him, it seems There are already some grown-up appearances-it seems that they have become mature overnight.

Did he apologize? Xiang Dong asked himself so in his heart, and then pulled out a crying expression. Dad apologized to him. This was something he had never tried to imagine. He didn't tell his mother. He even thought secretly in his heart. So, when he has success in the future, he must go to his father and tell him that he was wrong.

But now, he apologized, and Xiang Dong's expression was a little dazed.

Xiang Nianzu finished what he was about to say, sighed, and suddenly smiled at the son who was still in a daze. See, he was still a child, but at that time he actually did something wrong to this child. .

Xiang Nianzu took two deep breaths, otherwise he would almost be out of breath: "Before you told your father that you wanted to do e-sports things, and your father also asked your mother about it." He thought of listening to himself. His wife was shocked when he repeated his son’s plan. It is true that his son’s thoughts are still a little naive and immature to him, but the son has already done his best in it, whether it is planning or anticipation. The subsequent treatment measures can be said to be perfect.

Xiang Dong is already on the road to maturity, approaching adulthood bit by bit, but he still treats him as a child who can be manipulated at will.

He smiled bitterly, and quickly got up again. After all, a bitter smile at this time might make his son misunderstood: "Dad wants to tell you, Dongdong, do everything you want to do. Dad once only knew I reacted to you because I thought that the judgment I made must be the best and most suitable for you, but I have never thought about it from your perspective."

"And now, what your **** dad can give you is a piece of support. As long as you want to do it, try hard and try to do it. No matter whether you are doing it well or not, you will always be the proudest son in your father's heart. It won't change." Xiang Nianzu spoke sonorously, without the slightest sense of vacillation.

He hesitated for a while, and then said: "If one day, you don't want to continue e-sports, don't be afraid, Dad will always be your strongest backing, waiting for you rain or shine, and guarding you!"

"There are still things in my company. I have to rush back. Dad is here to see you and put down a snack, and then I want to tell you that Dad will always choose to support you from now on, although not Too good, but learn to sit on your strong backing, but this strong backing is not very professional, not very reliable, and is studying hard."

After Xiang Nianzu finished speaking, he looked deeply at the son who was bowing his head and not looking up. He wanted to imprint the child in his mind. Xiang Dong came out earlier than he had imagined. He also Learn to let go. Send him off, but fortunately Jingqiu is still there, and the son also has a person to take care of, otherwise it would be so lonely to have such an unreliable father's son.

He turned his back and slowly walked out of the door. He took two steps and paused. He looked back at his son. He was very disappointed. He almost walked to the door. He stopped there and looked very vicissitudes of life, stuck for a while. , He finally said: "Dongdong, I'm sorry." Turning his back and waving his hand, he planned to go out.

"Dad, it's okay!" Xiangdong's hand was tightly clenched, and he refused to let go. He said loudly to the person who was about to go out: "Dad, it's really okay." The corners of his eyes were a little sour. It's just that he tried to hold his head back.

It's related, but it really doesn't matter. The thousand-jin stone in my heart finally fell to the ground, and the eyes on Xiangdong's head raised high, two drops of tears slipped off, but his mouth was smiling.

Never forgive, it will only leave him locked in that cage forever, with resentment in his heart, Xiangdong thinks, he is very happy, he has dreams, people who love him, and people who support him, he can see half of his father The mother was standing anxiously outside the opened door.

Xiang Nianzu pressed his eyes vigorously, trying to hide the redness on the upper head, stood there for a while, and finally waved back without turning around: "Dongdong, live happily, Dad, will always Yes." Then he left without looking back.

He has only reached middle age, and his life is still very long. He still has a lot of time to make up and change himself. He will work hard to move forward for his son.

...

The smile of Xiangdong who stayed in the hotel was filled with relief and relaxation, so that Shan Jingqiu, who had finally walked in, also laughed with the silly boy for a long time, as if suddenly remembering something, he bounced to the east. Jumping in front of the computer, Shan Jingqiu saw the computer subconsciously holding his breath. Fortunately, the child chose the one he used before.

Xiangdong went to his QQ that had been abandoned for a long time, and the gods secretly fiddled with it for a long time, for a long time, then went to the other end and didn’t know what was sent. After sending it, he returned to the bed with a satisfied expression. He and Shan Jingqiu said quietly lying on the bed with a book of satisfaction.

For Shan Jingqiu, she began to calculate in her heart silently. She will also use the technology and capital she has now to operate. When the time comes to let her son play games well, she will go home and inherit billions. Family business! Thinking about this, she narrowed her eyes like a fox.

Take off the team base.

Wu Xiang’s personal QQ suddenly jumped. He had just quit the game and was a little dazed. After all, there are not many people who know this number. If you have called him long ago, why would you send a message here? .

A little confused, he touched open the QQ, and the person who appeared in front of him made him a little bit unable to believe his eyes. After all, this person was the key person he had specially placed in the single group of "Future Star". what.

He couldn't help recalling the kid. When he played together for the first time, the kid didn't play games for a long time, and he played decently. Apart from a few, he was a little stranger and more talented than many professional players.

east: Hello, is this Captain Wu? I’m east, we met in the game before, you told me before, if one day