Chapter 19 Invite to Visit

Time has passed inadvertently, and it has arrived on Saturday in a blink of an eye.

This morning, because Ren Jingcheng got up very early because he was going to ShowTown to pick up equipment, he went back to his room to check the Internet after breakfast to see if it was still time.

Ren Jingcheng's time has been very tight these days. In addition to training hard every day, he has also focused more energy on studying the problem of holding guns in both hands. The impact of recessive force is always an unstable factor. For Ren Jingcheng, who likes to control everything in his own hands and doesn't like any out-of-range behavior. There is no doubt that he can't stand it.

Unfortunately, his neurotic performance still can't eliminate objective problems. No matter how many websites he reads and posts on the forum, the answers he gets are still empty and weak. Some methods will not even increase the impact, but some are even more ridiculous. Words, back and forth.

After looking through several websites, he still couldn't find the answer to the question. Ren Jingcheng couldn't help but be a little discouraged. He turned off the browser and sulked for a while. He was used to logging in QQ in the morning and opened QQ.

Now there are more than a dozen people on Ren Jingcheng's QQ, most of whom met on the technical forum of WarGame. They are very interested in his idea of holding guns in both hands, and even set up a group to discuss. Unfortunately, the problems that come and go have never been solved. After all, this problem involves the balance of the game and touches the core of the game. It is not something that can be solved by several people who come together to discuss and find a way.

It's still early, and most people are sleeping in. Only the QQ of the fire machine is lit alone. Ren Jingcheng clicked on it and remembered the invitation of the fire machine a few days ago. After drawing a little bit on his avatar, he finally couldn't click it down.

Looking back at the time, Ren Jingcheng decided to go out. His home is not too close to Hujia Lane. Turning off QQ, the computer, and bringing a special suitcase containing game equipment, Ren Jingcheng greeted his mother at home on vacation and went out.

Saturday was a holiday, and there was no traffic jam in the morning, but it took Ren Jingcheng a whole hour to get to ShowTown.

Picking up her mobile phone and called Ren Jingcheng to confirm that Xiaoya was in the studio. She looked for her according to her memory. When she opened the door, she suddenly found that not only Xiaoya was there, but also Ye Xiaoqian was also there. At this time, she was sleeping on the sofa, and even the sound of Ren Jingcheng entering the door was obviously exhausted.

"Xiaoqian doesn't go to school today. She came to stay in the studio with me all night and stayed with me all night before finally finished your equipment. You have to thank her well!" Xiaoya looked at Ren Jingcheng and looked at Ye Xiaoqian, who was dreaming, and explained.

Ren Jingcheng was stunned when he heard the words, looked at Ye Xiaoqian's eyes with thousands of tenderness, nodded with emotion, and couldn't help smiling with a warm smile at the corners of his mouth.

"Ok, don't be moved. I really like her to ask her out to make it clear after the college entrance examination. What are you doing here now? She sleeps so hard. Where can you see it, you can save it! Let's try the equipment first. Give me the data card and I'll import the data. Xiaoya, please pat Ren Jingcheng and said jokingly.

Ren Jingcheng blushed by Xiaoya's straightforward words and handed the information card to Xiaoya in embarrassment.

Xiaoya's hands and feet are very sharp, and she quickly finished the data and called Ren Jingcheng. The two walked to the game venue outside together.

"This used to be a steel factory, but it closed down in the 1990s. Due to the remote land, it has not been sold. Later, with the rise of WarGame, Alang and Amin jointly bought it and built the current ShowTown." Xiaoya played with the laptop in her hand to check the data and explained to Ren Jingcheng, who was curiously looking around.

"Amin and Alan are very rich?"

Ren Jingcheng couldn't help but think of the last time Alang sent a data card to himself. Now he knows the value of that data card. He is still as shocked as before. A small card is worth tens of thousands of yuan. He never thought of living at the civilian level.

"They are not only rich, but also a provincial capital city in C. It's not too much to say that it's an inch of land and an inch of gold. In addition, the land around Hujia Lane is being developed now. Do you think such a large area can be retained by money."

Xiaoya's words were not clear, but Ren Jingcheng also heard that Alang and Amin's family* was probably very unusual.

"Oc, there is no problem with the data. Now it's just a test. I'll open the game, and you can put on the game suit and go into the venue." Xiaoya raised her head from the notebook* and said.

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It took four or five hours to finally finish the test. In the second half, Ye Xiaoqian also got up. If she helped her fight, I'm afraid it would take more trouble.

Ren Jingcheng sat on a canvas chair outside the game venue, rubbed his sore shoulders and trembling calves. After a long breath of relief, he finally felt that he was alive.

"Are you tired?" Ye Xiaoqian put her hands on her knees and bent down slightly to ask with concern.

"Yes, the intensity of training was greater than now, but I didn't feel tired. Why did I just do a few movements today and my whole body seemed to fall out." Ren Jingcheng tilted his head and moved his neck and said.

"It's inevitable. There are only a few movements in the test. Do dozens of times repeatedly, and the muscles are repeatedly tired, which must be much more tired than training. I also came here like this. Don't train today, take a day off, and tomorrow will be fine." Ye Xiaoqian smiled and said with deep experience.

"There's nothing to eat. Let's find these two Masters Kang and eat together." Xiaoya suddenly came over at this time, holding two steaming bowls of instant noodles in her hand.

"Why don't you eat it? I'm not hungry yet." Ren Jingcheng is actually very hungry, but some girls present always have to show a little demeanor, desperately take their eyes off the instant noodles, and then said.

"Okey, don't hold on. Boys of your age are most afraid of being hungry. What kind of man are you pretending to be? Xiaoqian and I are girls with a small appetite. You can eat one by yourself. Let's eat one!" Xiaoya looked at Ren Jingcheng's desperate appearance and secretly laughed. She put the bowl of noodles on a flat stone next to her and said with a smile.

After saying that, without waiting for Ren Jingcheng to say anything more, she pulled up Ye Xiaoqian, who was also smiling, and walked to the scrap pile of scrap metal not far away, found a relatively large iron block, threw a handkerchief and sat down. You and I ate it in one bite.

Looking at their appearance, Ren Jingcheng really didn't know what to say to say thank you. He sighed and picked up the bowl of noodles and ate them.

How big is the instant noodles?

Look at the time. It's already 1:30 p.m. Ren Jingcheng wanted to try the equipment, but Xiaoya refused. He said that he had asked Ren Jingcheng to practice more, collect data, and help him adjust it a few days before the game. After telling Ren Jingcheng a few more words, Xiaoya and Ye Xiaoqian said they wanted to go shopping, so they left first.

Ren Jingcheng looked at the early time. He wanted to go to the official game hall for training, but the fatigue of his muscles really made him not interested. He was thinking about where to spend time. Suddenly, he remembered the invitation of the fire machine a few days ago, took out his mobile phone and turned out the number of the fire machine, and made a phone call.

The fire machine was very happy. He said that he was still in the Internet cafe and asked Ren Jingcheng to go directly to find him.

It took Ren Jingcheng more than an hour to get on the bus to Huaxin Community, where Yunxiang Internet Cafe is located at the mouth of the fire machine. The Internet cafe is not difficult to find. When I got off the bus, I saw it at a glance. Ren Jingcheng trotted to the door of the Internet cafe and smelled a unique smell of the Internet cafe. Ren Jingcheng, who never went to the Internet cafe, couldn't stand such an exciting smell and was dizzy and almost fled.

Ren Jingcheng frowned and took a deep breath. As soon as he closed his eyes, bit his teeth and stamped his feet, as if a revolutionary martyr had gone to death, and crashed into the door of the Internet cafe.

Yunxiang Internet Cafe is no different from other Internet cafes. Thick curtains cover the window, blocking the blazing sunlight outside, making the room particularly dark. The air emits an indescribable strange smell because of poor ventilation in the room. Several monitors on the counter next to it shine more than the sunlight. White boys and girls sit there and don't know what to talk about, and sometimes they will burst into creepy laughter.

"Welcome to the Internet?" Ren Jingcheng stood at the door for two or three minutes and finally found him. A little girl stood up and said lukewarmly.

"No, I'll find someone." Ren Jingcheng shook his head and said.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Zhang Fan, that's the name, right?" Ren Jingcheng recalled the uncertain answer for a long time.

"Fire machine, right?" The little girl pointed to a brown door in the innermost part of the Internet cafe and said, "He is chatting with some of his team's friends there. Go and find him."

Ren Jingcheng nodded when he heard the words, thanked him, and walked over and knocked on the door.

"Please come in!"

The sound from the door is exactly the fire engine. His voice is very distinctive, and Ren Jingcheng remembers it deeply.

Ren Jingcheng reached out and pushed the door, and the door slowly opened, revealing a small room of about 20 square meters inside. The furnishings in the room are very simple and can be seen at a glance. There is an upper and lower bunk, a wardrobe, and a four-person sofa, with two computers side by side by the window.

There were not many people in the room. Except for the fire machine, there were only two young people who looked 2122 years old. The two sat on the sofa and smoked. Through the lingering smoke, Ren Jingcheng could hardly see their appearance, and the fire machine sat alone ** and seemed to say something. At the key, there is a slightly exaggerated posture on the limbs.

"Cough, I'm sorry to bother you!" As soon as Ren Jingcheng opened his mouth, he coughed a few times by the smell of smoke in the room, frowned slightly, and finished his words.

"It's okay, come in, sit down, sit down!" The fire machine greeted and turned his head and whispered at the two young people on the sofa: "Why don't you put out the smoke quickly? Just now, it was said that a guest would come to pinch you, but you won't listen. It's not polite at all."

The two young people seemed to be older than the fire engine, but there was no rebuttal when they were scolded by him like this. They just hurried to put out the cigarette in the ashtray and smiled embarrassedly.