I rely on learning to dominate the entertainment industry [Ancient wear today]

At this moment, Fu Yichen and Lu Qingye, who were standing behind Li Xingchen, couldn't hold back the smiles on their faces. They had never seen someone as talented as Li Xingchen.

Let's talk about sending it on purpose, from their point of view, it's not hard to see that Li Xingchen is really serious.

But let’s say there is no gift, Li Xingchen can die every time in an unexpected place and in an unexpected way, which is also a very miraculous thing.

However, what happened next made Fu Yichen and Lu Qingye dumbfounded.

Perhaps it was because Li Xingchen died too tragically in front of him. At this time, Li Xingchen's shooter's short legs became the existence of a cash machine in the eyes of the other party.

As soon as Li Xingchen walked under the pagoda, five big men jumped out of the grass next to him.

According to the script just now, Li Xingchen should be cold again, but——

"You have slain anenemy!"

"Double Kill!"

"Trible Kill!"

"Quadra Kill!"

"Penta Kill!"

"Ace!"

Following a voice report, five corpses, large and small, were lying on the ground, leaving only a short leg bouncing around in place.

"What happened just now?" The person who asked was Fu Yichen. He even felt that he was just dumbfounded just now, why did the other party disappear?

"I also... didn't see it clearly." Lu Qingye responded with difficulty, and he saw Li Xingchen's fingers flick, and the opposite side died.

At this time, Li Xingchen's record finally became better.

As for the people on the same battlefield as Li Xingchen, they are also confused:

"Enemy: Why did Fat Four just happen?"

"Enemy: Has the short leg on the other side changed?"

"My side: I was wrong, I shouldn't have scolded you just now, little short leg 666!"

"Our side: Keep up the short legs!"

……

"This game...is very interesting." At this moment, Li Xingchen's face finally looked better, with a faint smile on his face.

Immediately afterwards, under the watchful eyes of Fu Yichen and Lu Qingye, Li Xingchen started his unique path of killing and killing.

Not only was he not killed by anyone from the enemy again, he even took a lot of heads.

Even if he lost five kills at the beginning, it could not prevent Li Xingchen from winning the MVP of the game.

"What rank are you guys?" After a match, Li Xingchen clicked on the ranking interface again, casually asking the two people standing behind him.

"The strongest king." Lu Qingye replied subconsciously.

"Then don't I have to get diamonds at least to form a team with you?" Li Xingchen recalled the rules he had just seen, and asked casually.

"Almost." Lu Qingye nodded.

"That seems to be a little far away..." Li Xingchen muttered in a low voice, choosing the short legs that he had only used in the round just now.

"Actually, it's okay. It's not difficult for Xingyao below, and the promotion is very fast." Lu Qingye thought that Li Xingchen was upset, and quickly expressed his relief.

"Is that so?" Li Xingchen raised his eyebrows, completely ignorant of this knowledge.

While talking, the game in Li Xingchen's hands had already started, and Lu Qingye immediately shut up, the game just ended before he had recovered from it, so he had to take a good look at what was going on with this sentence.

As for Fu Tingshen sitting on the other side?

Looking at his own "0-9-0" record on the phone, he fell into deep thought:

There seems to be something wrong with the development of this matter?

Glancing at the little guy who was playing with his head down, Fu Tingshen decided to do the same again.

This record is entirely because he is not familiar with this game just now.

Thinking of this, Fu Tingshen once again opened the ranking with full confidence.

finally?

In the end, Fu Tingshen ended the game with a record of "0-12-2".

at the same time:

"An MVP again? There's another pentakill?" Fu Yichen blinked, a little in disbelief.

From Fu Yichen's point of view, whether it was Li Xingchen's teammates or the opponent's opponent, there were several old drivers, especially the enemy's jungler, who had a good rhythm.

In the end, Li Xingchen forced him to level A and died?

Forget about that, Li Xingchen also got a pentakill in this round.

Is Pentakill now so easy?

"You really haven't played this game before?" Lu Qingye also felt a little unbelievable, and couldn't help asking.

"Didn't you see it just now?" After winning, Li Xingchen was in a good mood.

In the past, he wanted to experience this feeling of killing on the battlefield, but he never had the chance.

Although the feeling of this game is not as hearty as it is on the battlefield, it can be regarded as making up for a little regret.

"It's really amazing." After receiving Li Xingchen's answer, Lu Qingye thought about it, and finally said this sentence.

It is not difficult to be the MVP of the bronze game, it is easy for him and Fu Yichen, but it is the pentakill that is difficult.

Even the pentakill in the bronze round is not so easy to get, not to mention that the heroes used by Li Xingchen are not strong, and there is no way for ordinary people to show off.

"This game is not bad. Do you want to try it too, little uncle?" After playing two rounds, Li Xingchen committed the habit of "sharing all good things with my little uncle" again, and immediately walked to Fu Tingshen's side and started to sell.

"I won't try it, just watch you play it." Fu Tingshen uninstalled the same game from his phone calmly, with his usual expression.

Just kidding, try?

How to try?

The little guy was killing one and five in the front, and he gave away fancy kills in the back with a record of 0-10?

Fu Tingshen would never do such a thing that damages his own image!

"Alright!" Regarding Fu Tingshen's answer, although Li Xingchen had some regrets, he did not continue to persuade him.

Thinking about Fu Tingshen's usual busyness, he really didn't have time to play games, and it was understandable for him to be rejected.

So for the next half a day, Li Xingchen just nestled on the sofa and started playing games. He didn't even like to eat the fruits and snacks he usually likes. In the end, Fu Tingshen fed them into his mouth, and then he opened his mouth to eat a little.

If it wasn't for Li Xingchen's strong self-discipline, Fu Tingshen might even have to feed him dinner.

For such a situation, Fu Tingshen found that he had no choice but to sulk.

Who made him really have no talent in this game?

Originally, Fu Tingshen thought that Li Xingchen's state of being addicted to games would improve the next day, but he found out that he was wrong!

On the second day, which was New Year's Eve, Lin Jinshi and the others arrived at Fu Tingshen's house early in the morning as if they had made an appointment, calling it New Year's greetings.

As for the specific reason?

Naturally, he was afraid that Fu Tingshen would bring Li Xingchen to their house to pay New Year's greetings, and then the old men and women in their family would have something to say.

what:

"Ting Shen has a partner, look at you are still single!"

"If you don't marry yourself out this year, don't enter this family in the future!"

"We don't mind if it's a man or a woman. At least you have to bring someone back, right? See how deep the family is!"

……

A few people can think of a lot of things like this with their eyes closed.

So in order to prevent the possibility of being kicked out by the old men and women on New Year's Eve, the four of them simply went directly to Fu Tingshen's house to celebrate the New Year.

Fu Tingshen felt that there was nothing wrong with this.

"Come to play mahjong?" After breakfast, the few people who were bored decided to find something to do. After much deliberation, they still felt that playing mahjong was more suitable.

"Including sister Xingtong and nephew Yichen, we have a total of nine people, how do we count?" Song Weiran asked, this time, he finally met Li Xingchen's legendary sister.

I have to say that she is indeed a little beauty. Although she is slightly inferior to Li Xingchen, she can still be called a beauty.

Especially the weak but tough temperament on his body is even more attractive.

It's just that after experiencing a series of warnings, Song Weiran didn't even dare to make a joke, and kept a polite distance from the beginning to the end.

"Isn't it enough to remove one person from Tingshen's couple?" Yu Xiuyan answered without thinking.

"I'll second it!" The others said it was possible without even thinking about it.

Fu Tingshen and Li Xingchen both know how to memorize cards and count cards. One person is enough to make people overwhelmed. If two people play together, I am afraid that they will lose all the wealth they have saved throughout the year.

In the end, the place to sit at the poker table with a few people naturally fell on Fu Tingshen's head.

There is no other reason, Li Xingchen said that he is addicted to the game at this time and cannot extricate himself.

"Why is Young Master Li suddenly interested in this game?" Gu Nanli glanced at the screen of Li Xingchen's phone, a little puzzled.

After all, this game has been popular for seven or eight years, and most people have already passed the love period.

"He just started playing yesterday." Speaking of this, Fu Tingshen was a little helpless, and at the same time stared at his nephew who was on another poker table.

If he had known that this would happen, he shouldn't have allowed Fu Yichen and that kid from the Lu family to play games at his house yesterday.

"I see." Hearing this, Gu Nanli did not continue to ask.

After all, Li Xingchen's living conditions in the past were not a secret, he just thought it was because he was forced by life and didn't have extra time for entertainment.

Li Xingchen, who was already proficient in the game enough to be distracted while playing, naturally knew that Gu Nanli had misunderstood, but he didn't open his mouth to explain.

So the time passed quietly while the others were playing mahjong and Li Xingchen was playing the game.

Not surprisingly, Fu Tingshen won a lot of money, but compared to Fu Tingshen——

"Can't you show some mercy?" Fu Yichen took out the last coin from his pocket and asked with a sad face.

"Have you ever heard of a word?" Gongchi asked with a smile as he snatched the coin away.

"What word?" Fu Yichen's eyes were clouded with tears, wondering whether he could keep his underwear if he continued typing.

"Repay the uncle's debt and nephew!" Gu Nanli also bent the corners of his lips and replied with a smile.

Every time they lost money with Fu Tingshen, they would find a way to win it back with Fu Yichen, so they could make ends meet.

I just don't know if Fu Yichen is too confident in himself, he loses every year, but he doesn't have a long memory every year.

"..." Fu Yichen really has nothing to say now, what can he do?Can you still say that the little uncle is too ruthless?

Anyway, he didn't dare!

After playing mahjong, it was getting late, and several people who came to pay New Year's greetings got up to say goodbye.

Although they are not interested in the TV programs on the night of the New Year's Eve, it is rare for the whole family to sit together and enjoy the family happiness, so it is not easy for them to be absent.

After seeing off a few friends, Fu Tingshen also went downstairs and turned on the TV.

At first, he thought that Li Xingchen would continue to be addicted to games, but Fu Tingshen found out that after the Spring Festival Gala, Li Xingchen actually put down the phone that he had been holding for most of the day and started watching TV.

He looks very attentive, and often laughs out of joy because of sketches or a little joke in cross talk.

It looked like she had never seen the Spring Festival Gala before.

After discovering this, Fu Ting's deep eyes darkened, and he wrote down another note in the small notebook in his heart.

"Little uncle, happy new year!"

As the Spring Festival Gala drew to a close, Fu Yichen hurriedly came up to Fu Tingshen and wished him a New Year.

"Happy New Year." Fu Tingshen picked up a red envelope from the side and put it in Fu Yichen's hands.

"Thank you, little uncle!" After receiving the red envelope, Fu Yichen finally felt better after losing money playing mahjong.

Although he would lose in mahjong with Fu Tingshen's friends every year, the little uncle would give him double compensation in the New Year's money every year.

Thinking of this, Fu Yichen smiled happily.

"Xing Tong," Fu Tingshen did not forget the little girl sitting beside him, "Happy New Year!"

"Thank you Qiye! Happy New Year, Qiye!" Seeing the red envelope, Li Xingtong accepted it generously without being shy, and congratulated her at the same time.

After all, after living in Fu Tingshen's house for so long, how could Li Xingtong not know that the finances between his brother and Fu Qiye had long been mixed up?

"Happy New Year." At this time, Li Xingchen took out two red envelopes from nowhere and gave one to each of Li Xingtong and Fu Yichen.

Li Xingtong was happy to accept it, it was Fu Yichen...

"I don't need it, right?" Fu Yichen refused. He and Li Xingchen are in the same class, so what's the matter with taking Li Xingchen's lucky money?

"This is the elder's love for you. If you don't accept mine, then you can exchange it with your little uncle's." Li Xingchen said with a smile.

"Just...thank you, little aunt, happy new year, little aunt!" Fu Yichen, who was about to get tough again, received another death ray from his little uncle without any surprise, and quickly took the red envelope.

"It's getting late, let's go to bed early." Fu Tingshen was finally satisfied, looked at the time, and signaled his eldest nephew and Li Xingtong to go back to their room to rest.

At this point in time, it was already too late for Li Xingtong.

Fu Ting spoke deeply, and the two naturally turned around obediently and went upstairs.

"Let's go back too... what is it?" Li Xingchen glanced at the TV, the party was over, he stood up from the sofa, and signaled Fu Tingshen to go back to the room.

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, he saw the extra red envelope in Fu Tingshen's hand.

"Happy New Year, here is your lucky money." Fu Tingshen congratulated Li Xingchen in a low voice with smiles in his eyes.

"I'm not a child anymore, so how can I still use the New Year's money?" Although he said this, the corner of the Master's mouth still couldn't help but twitch upwards.

"Why not?" Fu Ting retorted in a deep voice, stepped forward, and put the red envelope into Li Xingchen's hands, "My little friend?"