Striped Retriever

In fact, Ke Chenlin hopes that the child in his family is that Wang Zitong.

Wang Zitong's house seemed to be on the first floor, while his house was far away on the fourth floor, so Ke Chenlin couldn't observe what Wang Zitong was doing in real time.

There is only one mother and one grandmother in Wang Zitong's family. The two actors, Ke Chenlin, are not familiar with each other, but they seem to know each other in terms of setting.

So Ke Chenlin decided to let the "grandparents" take care of the grandson at home, and accompany his wife to visit Wang Zitong's house.

The script picked by the referee was a housewife. He and Wang Zitong's mother should know each other. They would go grocery shopping together in the morning and pick up their children to school together in the afternoon.Since Wang Zitong and his family are orphans and widows, the neighbors take good care of them.

Ke Chenlin knocked on the door of Wang Zitong's house. In the shock of the actor who opened the door, he took out the apple he just picked up from the coffee table and gave it to the "grandma" who opened the door. The grandmother was played by a male player.

"My wife's family is back, and they brought a lot of fruit. Our family can't finish it, so I came over to see if you want any." Close the door.

"Yes." The referee still didn't say much, but he stood so straight at the door. If he took off the damn apron and put on a black shirt, he would feel like a dog-like mafia.

Of course, Ke Chenlin would not agree with this view. After all, he had the impression that the owner of the body of the referee often smiled like a silly dog. He had nothing to do with the mafia. Moreover, the referee was now wearing a small apron, which looked very special. It has a homely temperament.

That male player saw Ke Chenlin chopping someone's hand with a knife with his own eyes. What can he say?He could only agree, and even had to let Ke Chenlin and the referee come in with a smile.

After entering the door, Ke Chenlin walked to the sofa and sat down quite familiarly, and raised his hand to "grandmother" by the way: "You sit down, you don't need to pour tea."

The player who had no intention of pouring tea: "... tea is still to be drunk." He could only grit his teeth to boil water and pour tea.

Ke Chenlin's setting is a father in a widowed parenting family. He can't care about his own child Liu Shuang, but this does not prevent him from running out to care for other people's children.

As far as he knows, fathers in widowed parenting families generally don't feel that they can't take care of their children, so after receiving the hot tea, Ke Chenlin saw Wang Zitong coming out, and asked quite naturally: "Zitong, come on?" How did you do on the test?"

Wang Zitong, who was holding building blocks on his mobile phone, paused and turned his gaze to Ke Chenlin.

"I didn't say that children of your age still need to study hard." Ke Chenlin leaned on the sofa and sighed, "I know how to play all day long. I had fun when I was a child. If I don't have any ability in society, I will be eliminated. of."

Ke Chenlin took a sip of tea, sighed, and continued to ask: "So how did you do last time?"

"Not very good." Wang Zitong lowered his head in shame.

"Children don't need to push so hard." The referee said casually, now he also needs to perform as a player.

"What do you know?" Ke Chenlin supported his head, "You hang out with children every day, and you don't have to work. How do you know that the competition outside is fierce now?"

He really played an unlovable father image vividly.

The referee looked at Ke Chenlin. He knew that this level of acting skills should not be Ke Chenlin's own skills. They had indeed come into contact with similar people, but Ke Chenlin didn't bother to observe them at all.

This level of acting skills can only show that Ke Chenlin was influenced by the copy of the game.

"How many points did you score?" Ke Chenlin asked again.If this was the real world, Ke Chenlin would probably have been hated by other children.

"Chinese 32." Wang Zitong said, "It's the highest among the three."

Only three homework?In other words, Wang Zitong's current age should be in elementary school, and there is no English class in the first and second grades, which means that the youngest Wang Zitong in front of him is also a third-grade student.

"This score is too low." Ke Chenlin lamented, this time he didn't have a lot of acting elements, after all, he only got 30 points in a certain subject in elementary school, which is still the highest among the three subjects, which is somewhat outrageous.

I even feel that the teacher's common phrase "This child is smart or smart is that his mind is useless in learning." It is not very useful.

So Ke Chenlin asked directly: "Have you finished all the papers? What's the minimum score?"

"I've finished writing seriously." Wang Zitong didn't feel angry but nodded repeatedly, and answered seriously, "The minimum score is seven."

After talking, he still felt that it was not enough. He recalled that Ke Chenlin just said that he played too much, and argued for himself: "I study hard every day. My mother enrolled me in a cram school. Every day I just Play for an hour."

Ke Chenlin took another sip of water silently. After pondering for a long time, he looked at the player playing the role of grandma: "Have you taken Wang Zitong to test IQ?"

how could I know!The actor who played the grandmother was about to scold him. Before he got used to his role setting, Ke Chenlin brought someone to kill him.He couldn't even say a few more words to his "grandson"!

As for the actor who played the mother, she didn't say anything throughout the whole process, because she hadn't figured out the situation yet. She was the latest player to come with the referee, and she didn't even figure out how many players there were.

Ke Chenlin took another sip of tea, then naturally leaned against the referee.

His movements are too proficient, the one who played the grandmother would admire Ke Chenlin, he acted like a real couple with a big man.

Ke Chenlin felt that if Wang Zitong hadn't lied, then his IQ might really have such a small problem. After all, those children with really bad grades in elementary school were probably naughty.

"What about your friend?" Ke Chenlin asked him, "Same as you?"

"No, they are very good." Wang Zitong shook his head, "It's just that I'm a bit bad. Last time Liu Shuang got 98 points in both math and English and Chinese got [-]."

"Oh, that's really powerful." Ke Chenlin even thought about who Liu Shuang was, but he soon realized that this was his son in the setting.

So Ke Chenlin said again: "When I was young, my grades were quite good. The child probably inherited it from me, but the failure to get a full score in Chinese shows that I haven't worked hard enough."

The general exam papers for the third grade of elementary school include composition writing, and it is a bit of a shame to get full marks.

But these have nothing to do with Ke Chenlin, a "father" who doesn't care about his children's studies.Ke Chenlin turned to look at the referee: "You teach our son to write more in the future, don't let him play around."

"Are you sure?" the referee asked subconsciously.

When the referee was stable in the past, his academic performance definitely had nothing to do with it. In science, he could even control the score within a certain range, so that he would not be too conspicuous.

As for the liberal arts, that's okay...if you exclude composition.

The referee's composition is too realistic, and never pursues style or romance, it is as rigorous as writing a report, and there is always a kind of inhuman indifference in it, so the score is never high.

"Oh." Ke Chenlin obviously also recalled this incident, "That's no wonder, the child is up to you."

referee:"……"

If the child is the murder weapon, what is the trouble with killing the Boss for various reasons?Ke Chenlin is even beginning to wonder if the boss is the four children who can manipulate the script.

Ke Chenlin wandered around here, got all the information he could get, and then went upstairs to wander around other people's houses.

Of course, he took the referee with him.He needs to stare at the referee all the time, or he feels that the referee is coming, and it is a disadvantage not to bring the referee.

Qiuyu and Lingyang were not grouped together, they were separated into members of two families, but this made it easier for Ke Chenlin.

These two people are experienced and calm enough. Even if everyone's thinking is affected now, they can still know what they need to do. It is more useful for them to be separated than to gather together.

And according to the news that the two of them got, the child in their family should be entering the second year of junior high school next year, which conflicted with the information Ke Chenlin had obtained before.

Maybe the children in each family are not on the same timeline, or there is something wrong with Wang Zitong himself.The probability of the latter is higher, after all, Lingyang and Qiuyu's time schedule can match.

That is to say, this Wang Zitong may not have any IQ problem, but a mental problem.

"Ke Chenlin." Qiu Yu hesitated for a while before speaking, "Are you sure you want to keep him with you?"

"Who?" Ke Chenlin didn't realize it for a moment, but following Qiu Yu's gaze, he could understand the referee she was talking about.

Qiu Yu knew the past between Ke Chenlin and the referee. Of course, she knew better that the identity of the referee's extinguishing program was a huge threat to the fire system, and the referee would not allow the existence of the extinguishing program.

Ke Chenlin glanced at the referee and shrugged: "It's not a big problem, he just wants to wait for an opportunity to kill me."

Is this not a big problem?Qiu Yu didn't know how to respond for a while, and after Ke Chenlin finished speaking, the referee nodded his head as a recognition.

This is not a good thing!

Qiu Yu felt that he didn't quite understand the way these two get along.But Ke Chenlin himself didn't seem to think there was any problem.

In fact, Ke Chenlin didn't understand what the referee wanted to do, because this time the referee didn't try to make him violate certain rules, or maybe Ke Chenlin would be trapped here and lose himself if there were a few more scripts?

But Ke Chenlin is really not too worried. Anyway, once he finds that there is something wrong with the referee, he can just kill him.

Not to mention that the death of the referee in the game cannot affect the real world. If it could, Ke Chenlin must have taken the referee away in the last script.

"What are you thinking?" Ke Chenlin asked the referee.

If you ask directly like this, who will tell you?Qiu Yu couldn't help but sighed.

"I have a plan." The referee replied.

Qiu Yu: "..."

"what's the plan?"

"I can't say it for the time being." The referee paused for a while and then said, "You will know when the time comes."

"Look." Ke Chenlin shrugged again, "It's not a big problem."

It's not a big problem!

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