My villain cub is the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Xianmo felt that what his father said was right, but he still wanted to struggle subconsciously.

"No, I like my dad whether he lets me play games or not."

After logging into the game account, Xian Mo subconsciously chose his favorite little braised egg, clicked confirm and found a few extra skins, stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes.

"Dad, do they actually give away skins?"

"Yes, your old man with the white beard gave it to you."

It was the original owner who was not good at playing games. Xianyu had always thought so before, but after trying a game himself, he felt that it might be because the original owner's body did not have the talent to play games.

So every time I basically accompany my son, I will take a hero that is not too challenging to operate.

"You are so good at playing games, what are you going to do when you grow up?"

"Well, when I grow up, I want to play two games a day!"

After Mo Mo said this sentence, she inexplicably felt that growing up was really good.

"How about a bigger wish?"

"Then three."

Xianyu turned his head and glanced at the cub who was obviously focused on the game, but shook his head helplessly and decided to give up communicating with him on this topic.

The current Momo is still too young, if possible, Xianyu certainly hopes that he can be the same as in his previous life.

But if there is a change because of his arrival, he will also respect all the choices of the child, and expect him to find something he really loves.

"Father, just watch my Duang kill the opponent in one go, they are all good food."

Xianyu felt that this topic was not suitable for discussion, so he hummed lightly and stopped talking.

After all, in the eyes of those people opposite, he probably wasn't much better.

The company established by the original owner has always had good income, and there is no pressure on operation, all because the original owner was lucky and firmly grasped that opportunity.

There is no pressure in leisurely work, but a part of the original owner's savings has been invested in the game club industry, which is not very developed now.

He personally feels that it is not suitable for marketing to exist in the e-sports circle, let alone oppress the living space of those truly capable players because of their popularity.

Whoever is stronger wins, and victory is the only goal.

In addition to this reason, Xianyu also wants to have the confidence to help Momo when his cub meets a related family or is bullied in the future.

After a period of time, Xianmo's rank has increased a lot, and the number of opponents he encountered has become less and less.

When Xianyu finished answering a phone call and came down, he saw Xianmo sitting on the sofa wiping his tears, and seeing him coming, he rushed towards him and stretched out his hands.

Xianyu picked him up and wiped away his tears with one hand.

"what happened?"

"Father, those who play King Lanling are all villains. I just saw the exclamation mark, and the next second I lost my whining."

The little boy was crying very uncomfortable now, with big drops of tears falling down, and he stretched out his hands to hug his father's neck tightly, trying to get some warmth from his father.

"Huh? Then what are you playing?"

"Lu Ban, Lu Ban is so cute, he can be so cruel, he must be a bad guy."

"Okay, okay, that's a badass."

Xianyu patted him on the back lightly, knowing that he couldn't even say a word of rebuttal in the current situation.

"I haven't seen anyone yet, he killed me, and my teammates are still scolding me after losing."

Xianyu sat down on the sofa with Mo Mo in his arms, picked up the mobile phone he had put aside, it showed a message inviting him from a recent game.

Xianyu, who was about to turn off the phone, accidentally clicked yes, and heard a man's voice after entering.

"Is King Lanling across from you a relative or your leader? You don't need to bring gifts to find out when it's Chinese New Year? The head you gave can be worth the ten-year gift."

"If you really don't know how to do it, hang up the phone. Humans and machines may not be able to die so many times. You are really talented."

Having been caught to the very end, I couldn't hold back and turned on the voice when I heard this.

"Why are you scolding me? It's not that I want to die. I can't help it. I don't know how to hang up. You've scolded me for a whole round, why are you scolding me now..."

The child's crying voice rang out, which made the cursing voice on the other side stop obviously. Xianyu could hear him coughing twice, and then his voice became much softer.

"Little friend, did you play with your dad's phone? Listen to my brother, and next time you want to play, don't play ranked?"

Mo Mo stretched out his hand and rubbed his tears again, sucked his nose before replying: "I don't have one, I don't want to listen to bad brother."

After saying this, Mo left the room by himself, put the phone aside and hugged his father's neck and continued to cry.

"Didn't you say you were a man before?"

"Hey, Dad, maybe a man is also afraid of King Lanling."

After falling asleep at the end of the night, Xianyu opened his game and took a look, the kid's game is actually not bad.

The assistant and the middle lane are friends teaming up, and the opposite double row is the assistant and the shooter. After watching the replay of the game, it is almost a conjoined start. In addition, there is a Lanling King who has been taking care of him. This kid should be very difficult.

Now this cub is still young, and he can't even recognize the heroes, let alone understand the lineup. Short legs are not suitable for this lineup.

But to be able to achieve a record of 9-11, and win a losing MVP under such a target, Xianyu feels that he is not really a good player, at least not to the point where he will be chased and scolded.

I adjusted the settings to make sure that this cub would not be pulled into a team when playing games in the future, nor would he receive friend requests, so he quit the game.

If Momo is a little older now, Xianyu will help him search for information and teach him what kind of lineup to use, which hero to produce and which equipment is suitable.

But now that he is still in kindergarten, Xianyu didn't want him to be in contact with the mobile phone for too long, so he could only suggest that he should stop playing ranked games in the future.

The winning rate of the heroes played before Mo Mo is not low, and it is really not good to cheat teammates once in a while.

Mo Mo, who woke up the next day, had completely forgotten the memory of being beaten to the point of crying, and began to think that the teacher had told them before that there was an outdoor activity class today.

He should be able to ride the slide and go on the swing.

During the meal, Xianyu began to remind him again.

"Although you are in kindergarten now, you must know that not many children are as good as you, you know?"

When Mo Mo, who was eating eggs, heard the familiar words, he nodded his head perfunctorily.

"I know, and you have to be careful. You can't squat down when you go down the stairs. You have to be careful on the slide. You have to hold on to the swing, otherwise it will hurt if you fall."

I don't know how many times I've heard it, but Momo can now write down everything his father said verbatim.

Before that, Mo Mo always thought that his father didn't say anything, but he still liked the feeling of being cared about by his father.

In this outdoor activity class, the last one stood very straight. When the teacher asked them to play by themselves, they ran to the front of the slide and began to line up obediently.

When it was his turn, he found that a child behind him was actually walking up with him, and made way for her to come first.

"No, I just want to hurry up."

"Oh."

Mo Mo didn't realize what she meant, and thought she really didn't need it, so he quickly ran up the slide before squatting down, when he felt the kid running towards him.

The words that his father had told him countless times before suddenly appeared in Mo Mo's mind at this moment.

He quickly squatted down and stretched out his hands to hug his head, leaning against the corner beside him.

The little girl fell off the slide because she ran too fast. This farce scared the teacher who was staring at the side, and hurriedly asked someone to drive over to take the little girl to the hospital. .

Mo Mo was originally squatting in the corner, but after seeing this scene, he quickly shrank to the side, and even his legs began to feel a little weak.

He could hear the crying of the little girl before falling, so he was very scared. If it was him who fell... Dad said that if a person falls, he will subconsciously support the ground with his hands, and the child's body It is relatively fragile, and it is such a high slide.

Mo stretched out his left hand to touch his right arm, and began to feel uncontrollably thankful that he wasn't the one who fell.

From today onwards, he no longer dislikes the long-winded words his father told him.

Several amusement facilities here are monitored, but the distance is a little far away, and they cannot be seen clearly.

According to the words of several children present, it can be preliminarily judged that the little girl wanted to play quickly, and then she couldn't control herself and fell directly from the slide.

The slides installed in the kindergarten absolutely meet the safety standards. As long as the slides are played in the normal way, there will be absolutely no problems.

But who would have thought that the little girl would suddenly charge forward.

When Xianyu was leaving school at the end, when he heard him mention this matter, he subconsciously thought of the heroine in the original plot. It turned out that she had been reborn.

"Then what do you think of what Dad said before? If you fell and injured yourself, it will probably take a long time for you to be unable to play the game."

For Mo Mo, not being able to play the game is definitely the most painful thing. With a small fleshy face, he muttered softly: "I will listen to my father."

"That's fine."

Mo took his father's hand, thinking of what happened back then, he couldn't help but said in a somewhat proud voice: "I was smart at that time, just like what my father taught me before, when encountering things Protect your head, then duck into a corner and make sure you don't get hurt."