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Chapter 677 The virtual ancestral grave is not afraid to dig

After despising Lin Yian's chess skills, Chen Qisheng also expressed his dissatisfaction with it: "No, Mr. Lin, can you play?"

Lin Yian: "What?"

"I'm a 'superman' chess, you're a 'superman' chess. Do you understand the rules of chess?" Chen Qisheng reminded, "How can you eat my 'superman' directly with 'superman'?"

Lin Yian raised his chin for granted and said confidently: "Because I'm so handsome."

Chen Qisheng: "..."

The light glanced at Lin Er on the chessboard: "..."

Today is another day when I want to throw my dad away.

On the sofa next to him, He Yin, a professional seed player who cheated his father, was pulling his father to play games. The so-called father-son soldier was scolded by his teammates together.

Finally, He Yin touched his nose in disappointment and muttered: "There is indeed a gap between reality and ideals. I always hope that a wild king would say to me, 'Bause, come and lie down'. As a result, the wild king had it, but he only said half of it."

"..." Liner said, "Waste?"

He Yin: "Yeah."

Liner: “…”

Then you are still playing so hard?

After complaining, He Yin picked up his cell phone again and continued to be in high spirits. He even wanted to call Lin Er to form a three-person scolding group: "Ye Ye, together? The three of us can definitely scold two other teammates."

"..." Lin Er wanted to say that his teammates used to cooperate to steal towers, not to scold them.

"I won't play anymore, I'm a good person." Lin Er had never had much interest in games. He yawned lazily and said, "You can find Master Mao."

"Master Mao said that she was on a date and kept me wherever I was cool."

"Then you look for Master Dog, or just look for Xiao Zai. They are always available, right?" Lin Er said perfunctorily.

"They are not available either, they are saying they are arranging the music."

"..." Liner wanted to be unable to hear.

She doesn't play games very much, and the one she plays the most is the one on Xie Yan's mobile phone, Plants vs. Zombies. The game is simple and you don't even need to connect to the Internet.

But He Chen leaned into the sofa, smiled and turned his head to look at her, and sent out a game invitation: "Er, come, let's go together?"

"..." Lin Er didn't understand why He Chen got involved in this fun. What did she think? Why didn't He Chen look like the kind of person who likes to be scolded?

To be fair, He Chen's gaming skills are as bad as He Yin's.

When playing games, the most common scenes are when the father and son wander around in the King's Canyon, and then... being scolded to the fullest.

"Uncle He, aren't you afraid of your teammates scolding you?" Lin Er wondered.

She had just heard He Yin say, "Is this teammate from the crosstalk team? He's all scolding me so much that it's almost like cigarettes in the ancestral grave."

"What are you afraid of?" He Chen lit a cigarette, slowly spitting out the smoke rings, and smiled casually, "Virtual network, virtual home, virtual ancestral tomb, are not afraid of digging."

Liner: “…”

Sentenced.

Another inappropriate parent.

Because it rained, Lin Er didn't eat at noon and wanted to go home to eat again, but as soon as he got home, Lin Yian called him here.
Chapter completed!
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