Pale yellow apron, fluffy hair, sexy stubble!

Wait, sexy scum?

Is this me?

Looking at the mouth full of scum, a cigarette in his mouth, and countless vicissitudes on his face, Han Cheng fell into deep thought.

Ahem......

Choked on the smoke, Han Cheng wanted to reach out and extinguish the cigarette on his mouth, but then he found that he had an extra tool on his right hand, a large iron spoon for stir-frying.

Home Cook Man.

And a slightly decadent house cook man.

Isn't it, sir.

People cross, I also cross, people marry Bai Fumei to the peak of life, I become a family cook man to swoop the trough of life, and meet the collapse of middle-aged people in advance?

I'm only twenty-two years old!

A burst of drowsiness rushed to Tianling Gai, a little overhead, Han Cheng dropped the vegetable spoon and leaned against the wall, and returned to the sofa in the house with muscle memory and sat down.

……

Han Cheng in this world is no longer the world where he is twenty-two years old, he is now a middle-aged divorced forty-three-year-old divorced man with a baby.

It's bald!

Han Cheng touched the top of his head, it's okay, the hairline is not too high, but it's not low, it's cool.

Accept it or not, but it's already here, and now you have to think about what to do.

The house is rented.

This meat ......

It's meat foam.

Am I so poor?

Han Cheng had already accepted the fact of this crossing, and it was only after accepting all the memories that he was filled with emotion.

I can be so downcast.

Think about yourself before, although you are small, you are already one of the top players in the e-sports industry, a League of Legends professional player, and a top demon level, and you really don't live the standard of living of ordinary people.

It's good now, at the age of forty-three, how can I get back to my old job.

This reaction speed, playing professional, is thinking about fart eating!

Gollum......

Time flies, it was originally the time to cook, Han Cheng's thinking was a few hours, and his stomach was already angry.

It's better to calm your stomach first, put the rest aside first, you don't know what to do yet, as for that cheap son, let him go.

But looking at this kitchen, Han Cheng sighed.

I don't seem to know how to cook at all, and this diced meat?

No, meat foam......

Let's go out and eat.

Han Cheng took a deep breath, threw all the cut meat foam into the refrigerator, and then took out his pocket.

Open the wallet, it's okay, there are more than a thousand dollars, which should be enough to squander yourself for two days.

After eating, Han Cheng burped.

What now!

It was only nine o'clock in the evening.

I am already used to being a white angel at night, and it is impossible to let myself go to sleep now.

But why don't you sleep!

Walking through the street, Han Cheng glanced around, huh.

Internet café Internet café.

Even with his forty-year-old body in tow, Han Cheng still can't resist the temptation of an Internet café.

After turning on the machine, Han Cheng skillfully opened the game, but he was stunned when he entered the account.

This is no longer my own world, and even the account is no longer a familiar penguin, so I have to practice again.

registered one, and Han Cheng began his first-level journey of abusing vegetables.

"Welcome to Summoner's Rift, in the 2016 new season, we'll be improving the ...... of Dragons and Baron Nash"

Wait, S6?

Han Cheng knocked on the table, he had already rushed to S10 in another world, and this was S6.

I'm familiar with this version!

Han Cheng smiled slightly and read the season introduction of the game interface clearly.

Equipment changes, armor-piercing changes, and fighting dragon changes, it's the S6 that I'm familiar with.

Because it was the first world championship he won, Han Cheng remembers it very clearly, this game is exactly the same as when he was in another world.

Can't compare......

Han Cheng looked at his hands, the ravines were vertical and horizontal, where these hands seemed to be tapping on the keyboard, they were the hands that moved bricks.

Wow, it's hard to still want to play professionally.

I am now an elderly divorced middle-aged man with a baby.

Han Cheng smiled helplessly.

……

Time is fleeting, happy times are always short-lived, two games, each Hancheng ends the game with thirty kills, this time is close to twelve o'clock in the morning.

Even if he is forty years old, no matter how much his reaction ability and operation ability decline, Han Cheng, a novice in abuse, still does it casually.

Boring.

Han Cheng shook his head helplessly, put down his headphones, and after there was no game sound, the chaotic sound of the Internet café filled his ears.

It's so noisy.

Sitting quietly on the chair, Han Cheng skillfully lit a cigarette.

"He's it, Lao Tzu is really convinced, what kind of stupid AD is this, is there such a gift?

"You're a dog, Lao Tzu Gold Qualifier!"

"Can you hold on a little longer, I feel like I can win!"

The familiar dialogue of the Zuan people, but for the sake of the promotion match, it is still forgivable.

Han Cheng glanced over, and it was the young man next to him who was scolding wildly, his smart fingers tapping wildly on the keyboard.

Zuan is undoubtedly a tenth-level pianist.

Han Cheng was bored and took a closer look at what was said in this dialog box.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, I almost laughed out loud when I saw Han Cheng.

"Big brothers, hold on, you can win."

"Brother ADC, please, you are my brother, you remember, ADC is an output, not a warrior, don't rush in people's faces."

"Auxiliary little sister, please, the nurse's R skill is to add blood, not to grab people's heads, you don't always stay until the end!"

I thought it was a Zuan pianist, but it turned out to be a big fool......

"Everyone, Alipay and WeChat are all available, fifty-one, I beg you to surrender, and advance to the life and death of the competition, please."

Publicly invite actors, but these five fifty are two hundred and five, isn't it fragrant to invite a substitute training?

Han Cheng looked at his record, 8-2-3

The record is good, and it's quite carrying.

"Do you think we're two hundred and five, who believes?"

On the other side, the little naughty people naturally don't believe it, the fifty-one actors in the real money and silver bureau, who believes it, I'm afraid that the diamond bureau is not so expensive.

Everyone else thought that this young man was teasing them, but the offensive became more and more fierce, and the outer tower was completely broken, and they were about to fight the big dragon!

And with the change, only the young man and the jungler are left, and it seems that they are powerless.

Others joked in front of their buddies, but Han Cheng really saw it clearly, this young man's tears were about to burst out, and the soft China on this table showed that he was not an ordinary person.

What is said should be true, but unfortunately, who believes it.

"Young man, give me two hundred, and I'll help you win this one."

Han Cheng spoke.

It took seventy or eighty oceans to come out just now, plus the Internet, the money in my pocket is decreasing at a rate visible to the naked eye, this kind of opportunity to make money, if you don't seize it, it's really a big fool.

"You're going to fight for me?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, glanced at Han Cheng, and then looked at the level 5 account displayed on his computer.

"Uncle, are you kidding me?"

The young man's name is Zhang Hao, the age of a college student, and at a glance, he knows that he is a Zuan player who has been mixed with real money all year round.

"Do I seem to be teasing you again?" Han Cheng frowned, he was also a man who had been a top professional player, what's the matter, he was still disgusted!

"But ......"

"It's nothing, you're going to lose!" Han Cheng picked up Zhang Hao and sat down.

"If you slow down, the dragon will be gone!"

Han Cheng directly enchanted his shoes with the home guards, bought a big blue medicine, and then replaced the ornament eye with a vision transformation, and skillfully rushed in the direction of the dragon.

Shurima, your Emperor, is back!