Glamour star

Chapter 72

Mao Xiaofeng stayed by the hospital bed in the ward. His mother had been in a coma since the operation was finished, and she hadn't woken up yet, with a medicine bottle hanging on her face. She looked extremely haggard, pale, sickly, and pitiful.

Mao Xiaofeng sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, his black eyes flushed red, he was always indifferent but now he was as helpless as a child, even eagles were vulnerable at times, such hard work as moving bricks and going to work in the factory could not overwhelm him at all, as long as If he can earn money, he will do everything, not afraid of hardship or tiredness, as long as he can treat his mother's illness.

So when Liu Quanneng deducted his salary, he was very angry. Without money, he might lose his mother. Since then, he has been devastated and lost hope in life.

So he has to get the money, even if it means losing his dignity.

Mao Xiaofeng narrowed his black eyes when he thought of this, and his hook-like nose slightly pressed down, making him look even more stern.

"Liu Quanneng." Mao Xiaofeng whispered.

Then there was a slight touch, and it turned out that the fingers holding the mother moved.

Then Ruan Hongying, Mao Xiaofeng's mother, who was lying on the hospital bed, woke up, her eyes were hazy and it was difficult to open them.

Mao Xiaofeng hurriedly asked: "Mom, how are you? Does it hurt?"

Ruan Hongying smiled weakly and said, "It hurts a bit, but it's bearable."

Mao Xiaofeng breathed a sigh of relief, but his brows were still frowning, not only worried about his mother's illness, but also worried about money.

"Xiaofeng, aren't you going to work today? I think the Internet cafe job you found last time is very good. It's much easier than working in a factory. You have to work hard, and you can't be deducted because of my late work." Ruan Hongying looked at her son with compassion.

It's okay not to mention this, but if you mention this, you will be full of anger, but Liu Quanneng is really a super villain.

But when he thought that he had no money and had to beg Liu Quanneng not to fire him, he was helpless. Money really is everything.

Mao Xiaofeng squeezed out a smile and said: "Mom, don't worry, I will definitely go to work, and you can just take care of your illness."

Ruan Hongying shook her head and said: "It costs money to live here, we don't need the money for vernacular, I feel much better, just go home to recuperate, you will tell the doctor later and we will go home."

Mao Xiaofeng frowned and said: "Mom, the doctor said that you must be hospitalized, otherwise the consequences will be very serious if you faint next time. In the hospital, the doctor will treat you at any time. You don't have to worry about money. I can earn it, and the salary It's still very high. You see, this is the salary paid by the boss today. '

As he said that, he took out two envelopes from his arms, which looked a bit thick, and there should be a lot of money.

Ruan Hongying looked at the money and burst into tears, choked up and said, "Feng'er, Mom's disease is incurable, and I have advanced lung cancer, and I can't live long. Mom can't watch you buy a house and get married." Daughter-in-law, but you have to live in the future. Mom owes you a lot without creating wealth for you. Now if you spend the money you will buy a house and marry a daughter-in-law in the future, even if mom dies, you can’t rest in peace, so let’s not spend it. It's a waste of money, let's go home."

Mao Xiaofeng's face is full of tears at the moment with such a strong temper. What his mother said is true. It is true that lung cancer in the advanced stage cannot be cured, and the money is wasted.

But Mao Xiaofeng naturally couldn't just watch his mother waiting to die at home, he had to be hospitalized and treated.

So the tone was a bit tough: "Mom, stop talking, I have a way to make money, and the first task now is to treat your illness, you can't be cruel and let me lose my mother so quickly, right?" '

Ruan Hongying looked at her son also full of reluctance, and didn't say anything after hearing the words, her son would never listen to her, so she could only sigh silently.

He was exhausted from speaking, and fell into a deep sleep.

Mao Xiaofeng called a nurse to take care of his mother, then left the hospital by himself, and rushed to Oli Internet Cafe by bus.

……

Yang Fan has been broadcasting live in the house, and the bullet screen is rushing by like running water. It is so dense that it is impossible to see what is being said. After all, popularity has no water. Almost every popularity is one person, one sentence per person, and tens of thousands of people are on the tablet. It can't fit on the ipad screen, so the screen is full.

You don’t need to switch between half-screen, full-screen or no subtitles for your own live broadcast, you can just watch it densely and casually.

The king rank on the top of the canyon is almost the highest level of the national server, all of them are top masters, and those with an IQ of less than 120 will definitely not be able to enter the ranks of kings.

Yang Fan now has an IQ of 150, and he is a genius in the ranks of kings, so it is a bit difficult to compete.

Some basic skills, such as making up the knife, aligning, dealing with the pawn line, when to support, and so on, are almost mastered by the king. In this rank, the chance of making mistakes is very small, and the consciousness is also top-level. It can be said that it is almost understood. The basic parts of this game.

Therefore, apart from the basic skills of the king's competition, tactics and strategy are left to determine the outcome. If these are not handled properly, as long as one mistake is made, the game will be overturned. Therefore, the king's game can be said to be war tactics, which is very terrifying.

After Yang Fan became the king, the pressure increased, and it was extremely difficult to win consecutively. The myth of invincibility will end in the king. Even with the assistance of the system, he will still lose. Unless Yang Fan's charm halo continues to upgrade, he can maintain a winning streak, but There are also conditions for upgrading the charm halo, that is, to appreciate the value of favorability and charm, and the IQ also needs to be strengthened.

And these all take time, only when he is strong enough to a certain level can he sweep away all the kings and become the world champion admired by the world.

But now he is just a small anchor, the dream of being a superstar must be awakened first, this is a process of growth, and only after experiencing it can he feel good.

It's the same with playing games. Only when you lose and win, laugh and cry, can you experience the joy in it.

[I witnessed that Brother Fan came here in just one and a half months. From silver to king, this is simply a miracle. Genius is not enough to describe my brother Fan's strength. ]
[After becoming the king, my brother Fan must be steady, don't be like a buck-toothed bastard, or I will get hurt. ]
[The reincarnation of mixing and reincarnation does not stop, this mixes the next time. ]
[Qiang, Brother Fan, my strange top laner expresses dissatisfaction. ]
[Heaven did not give birth to me as a king, and the coquettish way is like a long night through the ages. ]
[Brothers are awesome, please put the public screen on Niubi. ]
[......]
Yang Fan looked at the barrage of mixed praise and criticism, and wanted to laugh, and then laughed out after holding back very hard.

"Hahaha, I think barrage is more fun than games. You are all talented people. I laughed so hard."

Yang Fan took a sip of water to relieve his mood.

Then the game ended, and he looked at the screen and said, "Okay, that's all for today. Tomorrow, I'm going to the Baoya Live Broadcasting Company headquarters to talk about the signing. I'll broadcast it when I come back. See you all."

The bullet screen began to scroll crazily, some said goodbye, some said that Wang Wangfan wanted a pigeon, some said that Gun Gun Gun had signed a contract and came back to broadcast, I only watched the live broadcast signing and so on.

In short, it has everything to say, and it is very attractive to watch. It is indeed much more fun than games.

Yang Fan smiled, said goodbye again, and turned off the broadcast.

Stretching, turning his head to look at Wang Meili, seeing that she was still sleeping, Yang Fan went to the bed and sat down, staring at her fixedly, his sleepy eyes were still beautiful, and unconsciously stretched out his hand to rest on her forehead. , and then it was a surprise.

"Why is it so hot? You have a fever."

(End of this chapter)