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Chapter 5 I Don't Know You

At noon, Qin Tian was woken up by the smell of rice, "Wow, it's almost 12 o'clock, I'm sleeping so comfortable." Qin Tian stretched his waist, walked to the window, opened the window, and looked into the distance: layers of silver light appeared on the wavy lake surface, and the green trees were reflected in the lake water, looming.

Qin Tian greedily breathed the fresh air, opened his arms and hugged the new day, his heart wandering with unprecedented comfort.

"Aunt Anders, it's early."

"It's getting late, the sun has already sunk your butt. I drank yesterday, and there was a smell of alcohol in the room."

"Well, I didn't drink much. It's because Barry, the stinky brat, couldn't drink it, and finally got drunk and spread the wine everywhere."

"Oh, it's great to be young. I remember that back then, the old lady, I was also a local romantic... (Save 1,000 words here)" Seeing Aunt Anders starting to promote her past again, Qin Tian smiled helplessly and turned his attention to the food on the table.

"Wow, pork balls, boiled cod with mustard, stewed with potatoes, and two rouxyamos with sauce, a bowl of vegetable soup, and a fruit salad." Qin Tian unconsciously left his saliva, and his paws reached into the plate.

"Damn kid, I don't wash my face or brush my teeth, I'm still holding my hands. Go and wash it down, grab it, get out, get out of here, Aunt Anders knocked Qin Tian's head with a spoon.

"Hehe", Qin Tian grabbed a piece of beef and stuffed it into his mouth before leaving, "It smells good."

Mrs. Anders looked at Qin Tian rushing to the bathroom, and her face was a little surprised, "Qin Tian has changed his temper. He actually talks so much today and can still joke, haha."

A gust of wind swept away the clouds, Qin Tian rushed to the dining table like flying, and began to attack the food, "Wow, your old man's skills are getting better and better."

"Stop flattering, eat your meal, talk so much. By the way, you didn't go to deliver the newspaper in the morning, Mr. Hughes called and said you were unwell. Do you want to go there in the afternoon?"

"Um... Um... Want it. Before I go to Uncle Thomas' tennis court in the afternoon, I will go to the newspaper office first."

"Remember to tell Thomas that I will come to my place for dinner next weekend, oh, and bring some cheese and butter when I come back." Aunt Anders poured a spoonful of potatoes and beef into Qin Tian's bowl.

"yes,madam", Qin Tian saluted Anders.

"This dead boy."

Qin Tian whistled and rode his "convertible sports car" happily, rushing all the way.

"Hey, Caroline, look, is the guy riding the bike over there who saved us?" Not far behind Qin Tian, ​​a silver rushing forward, and it was Lisa and Caroline.

"where?"

"Look, the one riding a bicycle and shaking her head," Lisa pointed her little finger at Qin Tian's back.

"It seems to be?"

"What does it look like? I can recognize that brat, who turns into ashes," Lisa gritted her teeth.

"It seems that they didn't offend you, but they saved you."

"Hmph, are we ugly? The person who runs away with his butt is offended by me." Lisa looked as if she was taken for granted, "Uncle Michelle, drive to the front of the boy, I must question him carefully."

"Haha, OK", the middle-aged cool man with sunglasses was driving.

"Squeak", the big Benz was very beautiful and moved sideways. Qin Tian was caught off guard. "How to drive?" Qin Tian frowned.

"Boy, do you still remember this aunt?" Lisa was very proud of her embarrassing look.

"Who are you? I don't know you." Qin Tian felt that the little girl not only stopped her, but also asked strangely.

"You...you bastard, you're so angry...you're so angry." Lisa felt that the small universe was about to explode.

"Puchi", when Caroline heard Qin Tian's answer, he couldn't help laughing.

"You're so tired, you dare to say you don't know me," Lisa almost pointed her finger on Qin Tian's face.

"I'm tired?" Qin Tian touched his head, "I think you recognized the wrong person. I'm not tired, bye." Qin Tian turned his car and left.

"You...I..." Seeing Qin Tian run away, Lisa felt that she was almost angry and pretended not to know each other, "I want to kill him, Uncle Michelle, stop him."

"Okay, okay, maybe you recognized the wrong person," the middle-aged cool man shook his head, "Carolyn still has to go to the court to practice, don't bother, sit down." Da Ben turned in another direction.

"Oh, Caroline, look, Uncle Michelle and that brat bully me together. Little bastard, don't let me meet him again. I must kill him. Forget it if I didn't recognize me, how could I not recognize my Caroline?"

"What are you talking nonsense?" Caroline pinched Lisa, her head turned to the other side, and somehow she felt a little sour.

Thomas Tennis Stadium is a very formal tennis court in Bronderby Town. There are many people coming here to play ball, and there are many professional players. In the past, Qin Tian used to be a caddie here when he had free time, picking up balls, wiping tools, and sometimes helping Thomas receive guests.

"Uncle Thomas, I'm here." Qin Tian wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Qin Tian is here, sit down, and drink it with water when it is hot." "Okay", Qin Tian skillfully picked out a bottle from the freezer.

"Qin Tian, ​​I told me last time that I was going to quit my job. What's wrong? Are you unhappy with my uncle?" Thomas took off his glasses and walked to the sofa opposite Qin Tian to sit down.

"No, I told you last time that I quit because I was about to graduate and wanted to spend my time studying. I didn't think about it completely at that time. But today I have decided. I want to continue playing football."

"Oh, football? Don't blame the uncle for saying it badly. Compared with others, your talent is still a little worse. It's better to exercise here with the uncle. If you graduate from college next year, you will stay with me. I'm old and don't have a son or a daughter. In my eyes, you are like a son."

"Thank you uncle." Qin Tian was very moved by Thomas' words, but now he has that system and is reborn again. How could he miss it? "Uncle, you, Aunt Anders and Uncle Harlem are my dearest relatives. You have given me a lot of care. This time I made up my mind to give myself another chance."

Looking at Qin Tian's firm eyes, Thomas sighed, "Like your father, he is very stubborn. OK, anyway, I just say one thing, it really doesn't work, so I'll go back to my uncle. We are a family."

Qin Tian felt his nose sour, "Don't worry, uncle, I can."

"Well, that's good, by the way, the salary of last month has been paid into your card," Thomas took out a stack of money from the drawer again, "There are 50,000 kronors here, take it."

"I can't ask for this," Qin Tian waved his hands repeatedly.

"This brat just said that he was a family. Why? I'm against you. Playing football is a expensive thing. Add nutrition to yourself. Other uncles don't understand. If you lack money, come to find your uncle to take it. Take it quickly. Be careful, I'll suck you." Thomas stuffed it into Qin Tian's hand.

"I..." Qin Tian didn't know what to say.

"Just come and have more drinks with me, the old man, if you have time, you can have a drink, haha, get out."

"Yes, I will come often," Qin Tian carefully collected the money, "Then I'm leaving, by the way, Aunt Anders invites you to have dinner next weekend."

"Okay, I understand." Qin Tian got into the car and rushed out.

"Carolyn, look, that brat is here too." Lisa, who was very bored, discovered Qin Tian in a tennis court in the distance.

"Hmm?" Caroline looked up at Lisa's fingers and wiped her sweaty face.

"Why is this kid here? Are you following us?"

Lorraine felt helpless, "You're thinking too much, Lisa. Maybe he's here to do business. Uncle Thomas is here, you can ask him."

Lisa's eyes rolled and ran to Thomas with a smile on her face, "Uncle Thomas, do you know that hateful boy just now?"

"It's Little Lisa, what kind of guy? Which guy our Little Lisa likes?" Thomas's very kind head of Milisa.

"I hate it, Uncle Thomas, there is a bad guy who offended me, oh, either offended us Caroline, or the guy who just rode his bike."

"Hmm? You said Qin Tian. Why, you know each other?"

"Qin Tian? Isn't he called 'tired crazy'?"

"What a mess? His name is Qin Tian, ​​my old friend's son." "What! His name is Qin Tian? This big liar dares to lie to me." Lisa glanced at the direction where Qin Tian left hatefully.

"Carolyn, that stinky brat lied to us. His name is Qin Tian, ​​not "I'm tired and crazy."

"Is his name Qin Tian?" Caroline looked at her tennis racket in confusion, "Why don't you tell me your real name?"

"Hey, Caroline, what do you think?"

"Oh, it's okay, I'm going to continue practicing football." Somehow, Caroline suddenly felt bad.

It was late at night, and Qin Tian returned to the room early and entered the Warcraft Football System again. Qin Tian planned to learn the remaining skills before going to train.

Open the "Technical Skills" system and learn "Thunder Strike".

"Congratulations, you have successfully learned the skill - 'Thunder Strike'. (Skill Introduction: This skill comes from 'King of the Hill', an extraordinary skill. When passing by, one foot shocks the ground, which can cause the defensive player to react at a speed of 0.2 seconds. When used, the magic value is 10 points, and the recovery time is 5 minutes; 'King of the Hill'--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Tsk tsk, it's really powerful." Qin Tian felt more and more hidden power of this system. He turned around and entered the training space and saw the Beast King sitting on the lawn gnawing on the chicken wings.

Barbecue? Warcraft also loves barbecue? Qin Tian sweated.
Chapter completed!
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