Chapter 59: My Dream

Jin Mingdao saw his calm face and felt a great challenge.

"Come on, I'll convince you. ”

The second game begins quickly. Leng Muhan still chose a mage, and he didn't even consider the thick skin and bloody flesh, Jin Mingdao still chose a shooter with flexible running.

Xia Rujin looked nervously at Leng Muhan's game interface.

But this time, Leng Muhan seems to have taken the initiative a lot, constantly brushing the economy, and the whole audience is running. The shortcomings of the mage's short legs were made up for by him with props.

And Jin Mingdao began to be restrained instead. Once the mage's control is in place, it will be difficult for the shooter to kill the opposing team, unless it is a hard-hitting battle, blood for blood.

Soon, Leng Muhan's team played more and more smoothly, and the economy was higher and higher.

On the contrary, Jin Mingdao's side began to be killed, or wiped out.

In the end, when Jin Mingdao brushed the big dragon, Leng Muhan robbed the big dragon at the critical moment. The situation is beginning to become clearer.

Leng Muhan's team won!

When the word "victory" appeared on the game interface, Xia Rujin screamed happily and jumped up.

"Uncle won!

Jin Mingdao was a little angry: "Come again! ”

Leng Muhan smiled: "Don't be careless when it comes to strength." ”

Jin Mingdao glared at him: "I don't believe it, you are so busy flying all over the world that the president is busy every day, and I can't beat you as a genius who squats in front of the computer every day and plays with the computer!"

"There is no reason, there is no reason! I don't accept it!"

Leng Muhan didn't say anything, and smiled: "If you don't accept it, you will be beaten until you are convinced." ”

The third round begins.

The roles chosen are still the same, Leng Muhan is a mage, and Jin Mingdao is a shooter. It seems that the two spirits don't dare to change roles easily, for fear of being unfamiliar and uncomfortable.

Xia Rujin leaned over. But this time she found that she couldn't read it.

Leng Muhan's style of play began to fly, and after a while, the east and the west, Jin Mingdao's style of play began to be messy. The only thing Xia Bijin can be sure of is that Jin Mingdao was obviously disrupted by Leng Muhan's rhythm.

A shooter is led by the nose by a mage, and it is conceivable that the end will not be good.

Sure enough, twenty-five minutes later.

Leng Muhan's game interface appeared with a golden "Victory!"

Win?!

It's that simple?!

Xia Rujin was shocked, in the third game, she couldn't see Leng Muhan's rules at all, but she won like this!

Jin Mingdao was so angry that he shook the phone hard, but he did what Xia Rujin did, and the phone fell on the sofa.

"Ahh

Jin Mingdao complained.

That being said, he could tell he wasn't really angry.

Leng Muhan put down his mobile phone and smiled: "Remember, I came to work in the Xiangtian Technology Department in the past few days, and I will help me upgrade the enterprise firewall." ”

"Got it. Jin Mingdao replied weakly.

It is estimated that there will be no month of this work. Ah, his wonderful holiday was so wasted and postponed.

I knew that he wouldn't be so to mess with Xia Rujin.

Who knew that this little sister-like girl was protected by Leng Muhan?

He provoked Xia Rujin, can Leng Muhan, who protects his shortcomings, not teach him a lesson?

Touching Leng Muhan's people is equivalent to moving Leng Muhan himself, which is still serious, why didn't he understand this eternal truth thoroughly?

Jin Mingdao was still remorseful over there.

Xia Rujin was already happily circling around Leng Muhan.

Her little mouth was as sweet as smeared with honey: "Uncle, you are so powerful! You can actually defeat Jin Mingdao." Uncle, you have a very good talent for games, and you used to be a proper king player in the professional team!"

"Uncle, you have time to teach me!"

Leng Muhan glanced at Xia Rujin: "Don't dream, you can't learn." As for you, you can only rush forward with a big knife, how can you learn it?"

Jin Mingdao suddenly asked, "Brother Han, how did you defeat me?"

His handsome face was obviously a little unconvinced: "Your movements are not as fast as mine, and then your movements are not as fast as mine." How did you win me?"

It's not that he boasts, his talent in the game is also very high, and he can get started with this kind of mentally handicapped national game just by looking at it, and even knows more than ordinary professional players.

But how did Leng Muhan win him?

He couldn't figure it out.

Leng Muhan glanced at him: "It's very simple, I understand the game may not be as deep as you, but it's just a game, it's enough for me to understand you." ”

"What!" Jin Mingdao exclaimed, "You just know me?"

Leng Muhan chuckled: "You grew up with me, don't I know what kind of personality you have? Although you have fast hands and fast brains, you are too shrewd and calculating." ”

"You think too much, so sometimes you hesitate. Take your chance to hesitate a few times, and I'll win. ”

Jin Mingdao suddenly realized: "Tactics?!"

"yes, tactics. ”

Leng Muhan was about to take out his cigarette to smoke, but suddenly glanced at Xia Rujin and took his hand back.

He said lightly: "The game is operated by people after all. As long as it's human, there are shortcomings. So, that's the difference between me and you. You study computers, I study people's hearts. ”

Jin Mingdao nodded: "Yes, people who play tactics have dirty hearts." ”

Leng Muhan didn't mind Jin Mingdao's cynicism. He won anyway. Jin Mingdao, a top student in the computer science department of Haval, had to work for him for a month.

It's still worth it.

The three of them talked and laughed, and the time passed quickly. Leng Muhan took Jin Mingdao and Xia Rujin to the club for dinner. Today, Jin Mingdao just returned to China on the first day, and as his friend and brother, he had to take him to dinner.

The trio drove to an upscale club in the city center.

Jin Mingdao looked around, Xia Rujin carried a schoolbag, and jumped up and down behind Leng Muhan. When the manager and waiters of the club came out to greet them, their faces did not change, and they seemed to have long adapted to the style of the cold president "with a baby".

When he arrived at the clubhouse, Jin Mingdao was still looking around like a curious baby.

Xia Rujin was much calmer.

Of the three, one is a ruthless president, one is a beautiful boy, and the other is obviously a young girl. These three strange combinations quickly caught the minds of the other guests at the clubhouse.

Many pairs of eyes looked around Leng Muhan.

Jin Mingdao, who was patronizing the curiosity, also felt the attention.

He moved Xia Rujin: "Hey, Sister Xia, interview you." Do you feel so stressed every time you come out with Brother Han? ”

Xia Rujin flipped through the recipe and glanced at him: "What's the pressure?"

Jin Ming said: "The pressure of not being excellent! You see that Brother Han is so good, he is just a foil by his side." ”

Xia Rujin rolled her eyes: "And then?"

Then you feel ashamed of yourself and feel that you are so stressed that there is no hope in life. Jin Mingdao said exaggeratedly.

Xia Sijin glanced at him seriously: "Big brother, are you a drama spirit? ”

She said seriously: "My goal in life is to be a salted fish." Don't persuade me to work hard, my dream is to be rich without working hard. So, please don't YY I see excellent people will be ashamed of themselves, so stressed. ”

"Because this problem doesn't exist for me. ”