Reheat the game

Chapter 16

and many more.

Ruan Zemiao suddenly came back to his senses.

The light of money?

"Hello." Ruan Zemiao called out forcefully.

"..."

"……Hey!"

"..."

"...Are you deaf!"

"..."

Rubbish.

Ruan Zemiao cursed inwardly before speaking again, "Xiang Ming!"

"Huh? Say."

This time Xiang Ming answered quickly and fluently.

No matter how you look at it, it's rubbish!

Ruan Zemiao tried to suppress his anger and asked seriously, "Are you short of money?"

"I'm not short of money." Xiang Ming gave him a strange look, "Our company is doing very well now."

"Then you still persuade me! You are crazy!"

After cursing this sentence, Ruan Zemiao felt comfortable and refreshed all over his body. Coupled with Xiang Ming's constipated face after hearing it, Ruan Zemiao's soul that had been suppressed by Xiang Ming just now was reborn.

"You are not short of money, why risk your life for 5000 million yuan?" Ruan Zemiao asked.

Xiang Ming took a deep breath and exhaled again.

He let go of the hands holding his chest, turned to clasping his fingers, leaned forward, and looked seriously at Ruan Zemiao, who was sitting casually on the bed.

"Xiang Ming, you've changed, you weren't like this before." Ruan Zemiao was still sighing heartbroken, "Five years ago you were not as stupid as you are now, I really miss that time when you were stupid—"

Xiang Ming couldn't bear to interrupt him: "It's you who can't figure out the situation."

"What do you mean?"

Xiang Ming's tone was very serious, not at all as if he was in a fight with Ruan Zemiao, Ruan Zemiao heard something was wrong, and asked with a frown.

"What's the prize for this game?" Xiang Ming asked.

"5000 million." Ruan Zemiao said, "otherwise, why are we in this game? No, you are not short of money, so I asked you why you are in this game..."

"No." Before Xiang Ming could speak, Ruan Zemiao denied himself first.

Ruan Zemiao sat up straight, suddenly lost the courage to speak, and looked at Xiang Ming fixedly.

Xiang Ming's eyes were firm, he didn't ask Ruan Zemiao, nor urged him.

"...What is your prize?" Ruan Zemiao asked tentatively.

"I can't tell you for the time being." Xiang Ming thought for a while before saying, "But it's definitely not 5000 million."

At this time, Ruan Zemiao couldn't care less about being entangled in the fact that she told Xiang Ming but kept it from herself. Sure enough, this person still cares about the matter of not changing his nature in the game.

"Our prizes are different? There are two kinds of prizes?" He was eager to know the answer.

Xiang Ming is not the organizer of the game, so his words cannot be interpreted as a game.

But Ruan Zemiao became dependent on Xiang Ming a long time ago.

Getting rid of a dependency is a long process, and getting used to it only takes a second.

"There may be more than two kinds." Xiang Ming said.

"...everyone is different?"

"I think so."

Why do this?

Provide different prizes according to different players...

The pertinence is so strong.

Ruan Zemiao was sweating coldly on his back, he felt like he was being targeted by a gun in the dark.

"...What kind of game is this?" Ruan Zemiao's voice became dry.

Xiang Ming didn't intend to scare Ruan Zemiao, but he couldn't relieve Ruan Zemiao's inner fear and pressure.

"......I have no idea."

Even he himself has fallen into the quagmire.

There was another knock on the door.

Ruan Zemiao trembled all over, and he subconsciously looked at Xiang Ming.

The meaning is obvious, you go and open the door.

Xiang Ming stood up.

Before Ruan Zemiao could let go, she saw Xiang Ming shaking his head at him, and whispered, "I'm going to the bathroom."

It was only then that Ruan Zemiao realized that this was in her room, and it was inappropriate for Xiang Ming to appear here.

After Xiang Ming finished hiding, Ruan Zemiao exhaled and opened the door calmly.

He Dongsheng stood outside the door.

"Teacher He?" Ruan Zemiao asked suspiciously.

"Busy?" He Dongsheng said in a friendly tone as always.

"No, no." Ruan Zemiao replied, thinking about why He Dongsheng came to him suddenly.

He didn't need to think for too long, in the next second, He Dongsheng took the initiative to explain his purpose.

"Let's talk," he said.

"What about...?"

Ruan Zemiao asked.

He was frightened in his heart, which stemmed from the fear of being interviewed by the teacher since he was a child.

"Talk about the game."

"……okay."

Fortunately, the parents were not called.

"Then you pack up and come to my room, do you know where my room is?"

"I know." Ruan Zemiao nodded.

"By the way, you and Xiang Ming can come together." He Dongsheng said, pouting into the room.

...still called the parents.

Ruan Zemiao felt that these teachers were all routines.

wrong.

"Xiang Ming? Shall I ask him out?" Thanks to Ruan Zemiao, he still remembered that he and Xiang Ming were "unfamiliar".

"Isn't he inside?" He Dongsheng said with a smile.

"I was sitting there just now." After speaking, he pointed to the sofa not far away.

Hearing the closing sound of the door, Xiang Ming immediately came out of the bathroom.

"Why did you drop your mouthwash cup, toothbrush and facial cleanser all over the floor?"

Xiang Ming asked perplexedly, although Ruan Zemiao was lazy, lazy, lazy, greedy for comfort, but generally speaking, he was still a young man who loved hygiene and neatness.

What's up with the mess in the bathroom?

"none of your business!"

Ruan Zemiao frowned instantly.

Xiang Ming was shocked by his sudden increase in volume and took a step back.

Knowing that Xiang Ming must be wondering if he is crazy now, but Ruan Zemiao still doesn't explain.

It was better to be treated as a lunatic than to tell Xiang Ming that he suddenly regretted the curse of writing his name out after the game was over, so he rushed to the bathroom to see if there was any wreckage of the note in his head.

Tsk, brainless.

I am the only one in the world who can scold me for being stupid. This is Ruan Zemiao's life principle.

"Let's go." Calming down, Ruan Zemiao looked back at Xiang Ming.

Xiang Ming had a question mark on his face.

Why is Ruan Zemiao so mysterious after opening the door and coming back?

It can't be that there is a problem with my comprehension ability, so it must be the fault of Ruan Zemiao's ability to express.

"Just now He Dongsheng asked us to talk."

Hearing this, Xiang Ming began to recall his impression of He Dongsheng in his heart.

Kind teacher?

In many cases, He Dongsheng was able to find out the core of the problem very well, and his reaction speed was also above average among the contestants.

Smart and kind teacher?

Judging from the information he has so far, He Dongsheng is the first person who took the initiative to provoke a private conversation between unfamiliar players. After a game is over, everyone who knows the result of the death is not at peace. Now, everyone quickly entered the state Discuss follow-up countermeasures?

Is it the survival instinct or the desire to survive?

However, the two have become one in this game.

Xiang Ming felt that he should use the word "kindness" carefully to evaluate a person.

"We?" He repeated the two words in a puzzled tone.

When did He Dongsheng get such secret information?

Since when did he start observing everyone?

"You and me, us." Ruan Zemiao said mockingly, "Didn't you see He Dongsheng sitting on the sofa when you hurried up to open the door of my room?"

Oh.

Did not see.

Wouldn't I pay attention when I saw it? !

Not surprisingly, Xiang Ming's heart became irritable again.

There were two people in He Dongsheng's room, which neither Ruan Zemiao nor Xiang Ming expected.

After thinking about it carefully, I think it is understandable.

After all, he is his own student...

Anyway to take care of it?

In the room, Su Si sat on a chair and played PSP, while He Dongsheng stood by the door.

However, the picture is still a bit strange. Xiang Ming and Ruan Zemiao glanced at each other, feeling curiosity from each other's eyes.

Asking only exposed the dirty heart of an adult.

Xiang Ming decided to shut up.

Then he heard Ruan Zemiao speak: "Su Si."

Xiang Ming didn't expect Ruan Zemiao to be so fearless, and he didn't know what he had experienced in the past few years.

"Where did you get your PSP?" Ruan Zemiao asked.

Ok.

Only me dirty.

Xiang Ming, a 30-year-old adult male, is able to bend and stretch, and begins to criticize and reflect on himself in his heart.

"You mean this? It's in the TV cabinet in the living room." Su Si raised his head and shook the PSP in his hand to Ruan Zemiao.

Ruan Zemiao nodded.

She turned over the PSP again and said, "This old antique game console is called PSP? I only saw him introduce this thing in the video of God W. I didn't expect you to know it. It seems that there are three more. Bad, but playable."

Of course Ruan Zemiao knew that he was a man addicted to old games.

PSP he has not played!

This is the first good news he has known since he came to this game!

Ruan Zemiao turned around to go to the living room, but was ruthlessly strangled by fate.

Destiny's name is Xiang Ming.

Xiang Ming said, "Can you be more serious?"

Can you XX a little?

The standard beginning when the two quarrel, with a disgusted tone, it is better to use sarcasm.

Ruan Zemiao subconsciously wanted to fight Xiang Ming.

When he turned his head, he saw that there were other people here, so he gave Ming a fierce look. He temporarily suppressed the bloodthirsty desire surging deep in his heart.

"What are you looking for us to talk about?" Ruan Zemiao asked, waving Xiang Ming's hand pinching her shoulder.

"Actually, I don't have an obvious idea, but I think we might be able to understand each other's positions?" He Dongsheng said.

"What position?" Ruan Zemiao didn't quite understand the meaning of He Dongsheng's words.

Xiang Yang understood, "Do you want to form a team?"

He stared at He Dongsheng and Su Si, who had walked to the side of the three of them at some point, and said, "We are fighting individually, and 0141 couldn't have made it clearer."

"Does individual battles conflict with team formation?" He Dongsheng asked.

"……Do not conflict?"

Feeling that the atmosphere between these two people is a bit delicate, Ruan Zemiao interjected.

"Yes, no conflict." He Dongsheng tried his best to get rid of it, but there was still a sense of class in his speech that was inevitable.

Ruan Zemiao once again felt that these people were not very friendly to him.

I am wondering why there is no conflict!

This teacher, don't discriminate against poor students!

Ruan Zemiao suddenly saw the word that is often used in the answer to the subjective question - slightly.

Nightmare.