She was spoiled by Qi Ye

"Uncle, how can you tell her what I said?" Cheng Hao said bluntly: "Although my uncle told you the secret I said, I still think that as long as the "Winner is King" can be played well , the character is definitely not bad."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Tang Qi, "But this sentence doesn't apply to you."

"Oh? Because..." Tang Qi said, "You don't believe that I can play "The Winner Takes King" and still play it very well."

Cheng Hao was suddenly hit by the words in his mind, and after being slightly taken aback, he broke the jar and said, "Yes, I just don't believe it."

It is impossible for a person with poor character to play "Winner Takes King" much better.

"Cheng Hao!"

Qin Shaojue vented his anger, warning him to speak up and not to push himself further.

Qiqi is not someone anyone can question.

Instead, Tang Qi grabbed Qin Shaojue, "Ah Jue, I haven't played "The Winner Is King" for a long time, so I'm going to play with my nephew today?"

The anger on Qin Shaojue's body was gradually wiped away, "Okay, then you can play with me."

"Yeah." Tang Qi smiled slightly, her eyes fell on Cheng Hao, "Nephew, mobile phone battle, okay?"

Cheng Hao didn't expect Tang Qi to suddenly say that he wanted to fight him, it didn't look like he was joking.

"Okay, let's fight directly on the phone." Cheng Hao accepted the challenge gladly.

To convince Tang Qi, she must have a bad character.

"Then start."

Qin Qian's lips twitched, "Are you serious?"

I saw Tang Qi and Cheng Hao took out their mobile phones and logged into the game "The Winner Is King". The two of them entered the single-player PK arena at the same time.

In the arena, Tang Qi and Cheng Hao each chose a role, and the two faced each other.

Waiting for the countdown to begin.

"Uncle, are you just sitting idly by? Qin Qian said worriedly from the side: "Cheng Hao is a professional player, and he is still the number one seed player of the "Flying Dragon" team. "

"That strength is the peak now, and there is no opponent yet."

"Little aunt is going to be hanged and beaten if she competes with Cheng Hao."

"I'm afraid that my little aunt will be hit hard. After all, this is a matter of face."

Qin Qian was worried, "Why don't you continue the game? Let me explain to Cheng Hao. It's all a misunderstanding."

"No need." Qin Shaojue's eyes were full of trust, "Qiqi can play very well."

Although I only accidentally saw Qiqi playing once before, but with that kind of hand speed, she must be good at playing.

As for that position, maybe... even better than Cheng Hao?

Or maybe evenly matched?
Qin Shaojue didn't have an answer either.

Seeing Qin Shaojue's obsession with Tang Qi, Qin Qian didn't feel that Tang Qi was playing too hard, but felt that Qin Shaojue was blinded by love.

I wailed in my heart.

I also hope that Cheng Hao will not hit too hard for a while, at least leave some room.

Otherwise, if Tang Qi loses too badly, his uncle will turn around and vent his anger, and he will definitely have a hard time.

When I think about it, I feel that life is so hard.

After finally getting better, now it is suddenly going back to before liberation?
Qin Shaojue ignored Qin Qian's forced appearance and didn't care at all.

All he cared about was Qiqi, a little woman who could bring her countless surprises.

This time, it will also bring him a surprise, right?
Thin lips, slightly raised.

A good-looking smile hangs on his face, and Tang Qi's gaze becomes deeper and full of love.

The longer we spend together, the more I love her.

"5 minutes." Cheng Hao said: "In 5 minutes, as long as you can knock out 10 points of my blood, you will win."

"No need." Tang Qi said with a smile: "In 10 minutes, if you can hit me with 1 point of blood, you win."

Facing Tang Qi's provocation in reverse, it was a slap in the face provocation, which aroused Cheng Hao's desire to win.

Tang Qi's tone was too loud.

He originally just wanted to play casually, but he was ready to get serious in an instant.

Qin Qian was also taken aback, and muttered in his mouth: "Tang Qi, take it easy, I'm in a hurry for you, you can't feel it."

The seed players of the Feilong team have no record of failure so far.

Tang Qi's tone was so loud that he found it inconceivable.

Who gave you the confidence?
Uncle?

Qin Qian did not forget to glance at Qin Shaojue.

Qin Shaojue didn't take his eyes off Tang Qi like a fanboy, and he still had indistinct confidence.

Qin Qian finally understood that Tang Qi's self-confidence and arrogance were exactly the same as his uncle's, okay?
"Tang Qi, you, I will make you regret provoking me." Cheng Hao said through gritted teeth.

"I'll let you know that ordinary players and professional players are the difference between the two worlds."

Cheng Hao seemed to bet on his pride in his career and wanted Tang Qi to be completely convinced.

"Oh!" Tang Qi responded lazily, looked up at Cheng Hao, and said lightly, "Start?"

"Okay, let's start." Cheng Hao gritted his teeth and replied, put away his playfulness and prepared to fight seriously.

"En!" Tang Qi responded.

I don't know when, the laziness in my body dissipated, and I became serious.

That way, evil and ah.