Three hundred and eighty second chapter forced palace
"Is it that simple? Playing a game actually earns more than us working hard in farming all our lives?" The father listened to his tirade and stared closely at the helmet on his son's bed. Just now Haoran made some remarks about killing monsters and upgrading.
He didn't understand it, but he figured out one thing. If you wear something like this, you can make a lot of money!
"It's not more, it's much more!" Haoran couldn't help but show a proud look on his face. In the days since he entered Wuji, his income can't be overstated by describing it as making a lot of money every day.
"No matter how much you make, it's not a serious job after all." The father coughed. Although he was amazed at his son's ability to make money, the old thoughts that had been in his mind for many years still couldn't be changed at once. He was tired of this hard work.
For a lifelong farmer, nothing beats having a serious job, and it is best to have the peace of mind of eating royal food.
"When I save enough money, I will plan to open a company by myself." Haoran can understand his father's thoughts, and he himself also has a sense of crisis. After all, no matter which game it is, it will go from prosperity to decline, but
It's just a matter of time, and it's really hard to say how long I can last as a professional gamer. Going out to open a company and being my own boss is a good idea.
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However, starting a company is still a vague concept for him so far. When to start and what kind of company to start, Haoran still has no idea at all.
"You have such a heart, and you have some brains." His father nodded repeatedly. For him, starting his own business and being the boss was the most honorable thing next to eating royal food and receiving a national salary.
"Of course, that Situ Muyun is the girl you were talking about this morning, right?" My mother was concerned about something else.
"Ahem, Mom!" Haoran pretended to be shocked, and then said with a flattering expression: "Is there anything else that can be hidden from your eyes?!"
"Young boy!" His mother glared at him, but her tone was obviously filled with indescribable joy. Her son was indeed a man who had gone to college and traveled far, and even the girl he liked had such a good name. Compare
Thinking of the numerous green flowers, lotuses, chrysanthemums, and A Fang's in the village, the name Situ Muyun is simply poetic to the heavens...
After his mother was proud, she immediately stretched out her hand to him and said, "You know you can't hide it, why don't you quickly take out the photo and show it to mother?"
"Mom, I haven't even finished my horoscope yet." Haoran said with a little embarrassment: "You have to look at the photo now..."
"Why, I can't see it?" Mother glared, pretending to be dissatisfied and her face sank.
"Where, where." Haoran broke into a cold sweat. His mother had objections, and the consequences would be serious.
"Then take it out quickly." There was a slight curve in the corner of the mother's mouth, and she knew that she would have to use both soft and hard tactics to force her son to submit.
"Mom, it's not that I won't show it to you." Haoran waved his hands with a wry smile and said, "I don't have any photos of Xiaoyun on me at all."
"Don't people in the city like to take pictures with their mobile phones?" My father went out several times and often saw pairs of young men and women taking photos of each other with exquisite mobile phones in big cities. At this moment, he couldn't help but express his gratitude to his future daughter-in-law.
Out of curiosity, he opened his mouth to remind Haoran.
"Woof woof~" The big black dog also showed its head at the door of the room at some point, and howled twice without losing any opportunity. It seemed that it was quite motivated to build momentum for Haoran's parents.
"Dad, Mom, I really don't have any photos. I don't have any on my phone either..." Haoran spread his hands, feeling depressed.
"Then let her take the picture and send it over. Anyway, can't your mobile phone send that MMS message?" My father remembered that when he was working, he occasionally caught a glimpse of the foreman, who was in his forties, and his little lover.
They were sending photos to each other. The man showed off proudly at that time, and he remembered the word "MMS" firmly in his heart.
"I..." Haoran fainted and asked Situ Muyun to send him a photo? She still has a secret love, so why not make it public? She would definitely be suspected if she asked like this, which would be a big problem. But she was not allowed to send it, and her parents were watching and wanted to see the photo.
, he, a filial son, really couldn't bear to say the word "no" again.
"Don't you want to show it to your mother?" When her mother saw that he was silent, she thought he was stingy, so she said in a deep voice: "They say that when a son gets older, his heart will turn to his wife. Now that he is not married yet, he is not even willing to give her a photo.
Mom saw it."
"Mom, I really didn't mean that..." Haoran wanted to explain, but everything was in vain. Is it really shameless to ask Xiaoyun to send a photo? His scalp was numb.
"Huh!" A scowl began to creep onto my mother's face.
In desperation, an idea flashed in Haoran's mind. He didn't have any photos, but there were them online! Xiaoyun had been the spokesperson for the Wuji game before it was officially launched. Isn't she exactly what she looked like on the official poster?
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"Wait a minute, I'll think of a way right now." After having an idea, Haoran regained his playful smile, saluted and said, "I promise to complete the mission."
As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone - this mobile phone was produced by Samsung last year. Although it has been discontinued, its functions are still quite complete. Even if it cannot be used as smoothly as a computer, it is still possible to search a few pictures from the Internet.
Not a problem.
He quickly opened the uc browser on the phone screen, opened Baidu, and entered the two keywords "Wuji; promotional pictures" as indexes. As expected, a lot of search results appeared in less than ten seconds.
"Mom, look it's her." Haoran opened several interfaces, called up the clearest picture, enlarged it and handed the phone to his mother like a treasure.
"Of course, you're not lying to me, are you?" My mother looked at her phone and said angrily: "Are you bullying my mother for not knowing enough? This is obviously a Japanese cartoon!"
After saying that, she angrily threw her phone on the table, her eyes wide open, wanting an explanation.
"Let me take a look." My father also came over, grabbed his phone and took a look, and saw a beautiful female mage on the screen with a charming smile. Behind the beauty, a black dragon with teeth and claws appeared very imposing.
His father was not as good-tempered as his mother. He immediately gave Haoran a slap in the face and said angrily: "Of course, what's going on with you? Do you think your parents are three-year-olds?"
"The girl in this promotional poster is Situ Muyun." Haoran touched his head and said aggrievedly: "She is the model who endorses this game. Have you ever heard of the model, right?"
"Why is that not a real picture? It looks like a cartoon!" After hearing what he said, his mother took the phone and looked at it again, but she still looked in disbelief.
"The person is endorsing a game, how can it be turned into a reality show?" Haoran's back of the head was still a little painful where he was hit, but he knew that if he didn't explain it quickly, he might still suffer.
"It's not a real person. What are you looking at?" His inference was correct. His father's hand was about to move again. It looked like he really wanted to do this to him again.
"Although he is not a real person, Wuji's simulation is extremely high. Xiaoyun's appearance in reality is exactly the same as in this cartoon." Haoran covered his head and said anxiously.
"Really?" My mother looked at the promotional poster carefully and exclaimed: "There is such a beautiful girl?"
"Well, he looks good." The father withdrew his gesture and followed the mother's words.
"Hey, she's even more beautiful in person." Haoran said proudly, completely forgetting that Situ Muyun never agreed to be his girlfriend.
"Blow it!" His father glared at him.
"Of course, when are you going to bring this girl home to see her?" When the mother saw that her son had such good taste, the anger she had just pretended to be was long gone.
"Okay..." Haoran was so proud that he opened his mouth and responded with one word, but the next moment he felt something was wrong.
"Mom, didn't I tell you this morning? I am a young lady from a big family, so she may not like me as my son..." Haoran quickly changed his words and said a little depressed.
Alas, it would be great if Xiaoyun was really his girlfriend!
"Then why don't you hurry up and chase her?" His mother glanced at him dissatisfied and said, "Such a good daughter-in-law, the grandchildren she will give birth to in the future will definitely be good..."
Haoran: "..."
It is said that in the Wuji game at the moment, Situ Muyun, who was fighting a gold-level boss, was sneezing constantly while hitting the old monster.
"Xiaoyun, what's wrong?" Heartbroken Ruchen asked in confusion.
"I probably caught a cold because I forgot to close the window when I went to bed yesterday." Xiaoyun smiled sheepishly and continued to throw magic at the boss.
"Be careful." Heartbroken Ruchen frowned and said, "Qingqing's body has become like this, you can't fall again."
"I know, kill monsters." Xiaoyun said secretly, and went to close the window during dinner tonight.
The scene returned to a small mountain village in Shaanxi. In the room, the two parents happily looked at the promotional poster for a long time - looking at Xiaoyun above, and at the same time looking at Haoran sitting on the edge of the bed stupidly. The mother's appearance was very revealing, looking at her son's
His eyes were clear and he wished he could quickly conjure a grandson for him.
"Mom, I'm hungry. I want to eat the egg fried rice you made." After holding it in for a while, Haoran finally couldn't bear the pressure anymore, and his stomach just missed the opportunity to scream.
"Okay, mother, let's do it now." The mother's face was full of smiles. She put the mobile phone on the table and took her father away and said: "But daddy, go and see the three little grass chickens in the chicken coop today."
Have you laid any eggs?"
"Okay." Father nodded.
Seeing the two people leaving, Haoran breathed a sigh of relief. Within a few minutes, their minds turned to their grandson. If they stayed here for a while, they might have a great-grandson!
My mother was very efficient. In no time, the fragrant egg fried rice was already on the table.
Haoran pounced on it and ate it hungrily.
"Slow down." The mother smiled, looking at her son as she did when she was a child.
"Grass eggs, home-grown rice, and mom's craftsmanship!" Haoran did not forget to squeeze out a sentence from between his teeth: "It's delicious and environmentally friendly!"
