Chapter 141 A Good Night

The first round of the individual group stage ended, and the 16 players were mixed, winning happily and losing with sad faces. The only thing that looked abnormal was Ren Jingcheng.

He is actually very happy to win the game, but now there is another thing he must consider, that is, he is now facing the time for the start of P University.

As a freshman of the university, according to the tradition, there will be 10 to 15 days of military training. The military training time of P University is from August 20 to August 30. After a day off on August 31st, the opening ceremony will be held on September 1st. Today is August 16th. If you don't want to delay the report, Ren Jingcheng must go to City B, where P University is located, on August 18.

However, August 18th happens to be the last round of the individual group stage. If he still wants to go to P University, he can only give up the game. If he is alone, Ren Jingcheng is sure that he will give up the game and pursue his dream, but now it involves six other people. It's nothing to have one less than her in the individual competition. The rules of the team competition are that there are few people in the whole competition, otherwise he will be directly disqualified from the competition.

This time, Ren Jingcheng felt the pain of not being able to have both fish and bear paws.

When Ren Jingcheng returned home, he hid in his room without even eating to come up with a way to make the best of both things.

Ren's mother held a bowl and held chopsticks to watch her son hide without saying hello as soon as she entered the door, and her eyes were full of confusion.

Ren Jingcheng's mother knew that this child was too good and liked to hold everything in her heart. Although these made her mother very relieved, such over-mature performance also worried Ren's mother. She always thought that it was caused by her divorce from Ren Jingcheng's father Ren Guozhu.

I don't know what happened to Ren Jingcheng in the past few months. He suddenly became much more cheerful and lively, and his words have changed a lot. Ren's mother didn't say anything when she saw her son's change, but she was very happy that Ren Jingcheng finally looked like a 17 or 18-year-old teenager, rather than an honest middle-aged man.

But Ren Jingcheng's performance today made Ren's mother suddenly feel a little relieved and hesitated for a long time. Ren's mother still walked to Ren Jingcheng's door and raised her right hand several times before she made up her mind to gently knock on her son's door.

"Come in!"

Ren Jingcheng heard a knock on the door in the room and shouted.

When his mother heard this, she immediately pushed the door and entered. As soon as she entered the room, she saw her son sitting at the table with a frown of steamed buns.

"Don't brow, it's easy to grow wrinkles!"

Ren's mother went to the bedside and sat down, stroked Ren Jingcheng's eyebrows with her hand, and said with a smile.

"Mom, I'm not a girl, don't pay so much attention!"

Ren Jingcheng was really defeated by his mother and said with a black line.

"That's not right. Those young men on TV pay more attention to their faces. Mom gave birth to you so handsomely, like a movie star. Don't spoil my excellent genes!"

Ren's mother covered her mouth and smiled, raised her hand and patted Ren Jingcheng's head like a puppy, and said as she patted it.

Ren Jingcheng really can't refute it now. In terms of appearance, figure and personality, he is indeed more gentle and delicate, which is unique to southerners like his mother, rather than the ruggedness and robustness of northerners like his father Ren Guozhu.

When Ren's mother was stopped, Ren Jingcheng forgot his troubles and grinned.

"You're in a better mood!"

Ren's mother also smiled lovingly and asked softly.

"It's much better, thank you, mom!"

Ren Jingcheng nodded, and he also knew that Ren's mother deliberately teased him just now. This scene has been performed countless times in the past ten years, and their mother and son have also had a tacit understanding.

"Well, come on, what's wrong with my smart son so much? Let my mother help you with your advice." Ren's mother immediately asked.

When Ren Jingcheng heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up. Yes, how could he forget the simplest and most direct solution? With his mother here, this problem is still not easy to solve. Fortunately, he thought hard here and dared to waste his expression.

"Mom, mom, let me tell you something, you must promise me!"

Ren Jingcheng smiled flatteringly, sat closer to his mother, grabbed his mother's arm and began to act coquettishly.

"Oi, okay, if you have anything to say, as long as I don't let my old bones accompany you to kill and set fire."

Ren's mother was made to cry and laugh by her son's sudden behavior of being so young as ten years old, and quickly said.

"Really?"

"Really!"

"Alle!" After saying this, Ren Jingcheng told Ren's mother everything.

"This is also worth what you don't want to eat. What a big deal! What a trage!"

After listening to Ren Jingcheng's narration, Ren's mother sneered and felt very disgraceful of her son's troubles because of this matter.

"Tomorrow, I will call the Academic Affairs Office of P University and tell them that you are sick and will be a few days late to report. I don't think they will be so unhumane!"

Ren's mother was quite dereligent in some aspects, and she actually offered to lie for her son.

"Thank you, Mom!"

But what Ren Jingcheng needs now is Ren's mother's lie, and he suddenly shouted with joy.

"Are you happy? Are you all right?"

When Ren's mother saw Ren Jingcheng's happy appearance, she couldn't help curling her lips and felt that sometimes this smart son was stupid, stupid and quite promising.

"It's okay!"

How can Ren Jingcheng know that his mother is laughing at him in her heart, still smiling all over the sky and shaking her head with a smile.

"If you have nothing to do, wash your hands and eat!"

Ren's mother stood up from **, waved her hand and said in a commanding tone.

"Yes, Sir!"

Ren Jingcheng also cooperated with his mother to raise her hand to salute, and shouted loudly before stride out of the door.

It's really different!

Ren's mother looked at Ren Jingcheng's back walking out of the door and thought deeply.

After dinner, Ren Jingcheng took the initiative to wash all the dishes and chopsticks in order to continue to please his mother, and then returned to the room and turned on the computer.

Connect to the Internet, go to QQ, and open a web browser. Ren Jingcheng has been extremely proficient in these three actions. In the past, he did not necessarily go online once a week, but now he spends for at least two hours every day. As the so-called practice makes perfect, Ren Jingcheng believes that even if he is blindfolded, he can use his own computer to complete all this.

After chatting casually in the group, Ren Jingcheng went to the WarGame forum in C city.

The forum is still lively. Hundreds of topics are artificially placed on the top one after another, and one by one is flooded to the bottom, one after another, without beginning and ending.

Ren Jingcheng flipped through the posts page after page and found that the topic was boring. He was about to close the web page. Suddenly, a post with a red font appeared at the top of the forum, and it was not manually placed at the top, but by the moderator.

On WarGame Entering the Era of Popularization of Advanced Combat Skills

Advanced combat skills have always been the most desirable, enviable and favorite topic for discussion among players.

As long as it is WarGame players, I'm afraid that they have fantasized about carrying weapons with a DP value of more than 20,000, using a series of advanced combat skills to abuse their opponents to the skin, and then shake their fingers like Bruce Lee and say coolly, "You can't do it." That's a scene of a bully, Ken It will definitely become the idol of male players and the dream lover of female players all over the world.

Fantasy is fantasy, but reality is still cruel. WarGame has been developed for 12 years, and advanced combat skills are still the privilege of professional players. Occasionally, most ordinary players only know that they don't know the essence, which is more or less plausible and unsatisfactory.

So advanced combat skills have become the source of envy and hatred of ordinary players, and also become a tool for professional players to be deliberately beautified into handsome and rich by the club.

What if advanced combat skills are popularized? This is really a new topic.

And the post in front of Ren Jingcheng seems to have put everything on the table. Coupled with such a simple, direct and thrilling title, it is no wonder that the moderator will put it at the top.

Ren Jingcheng is also very excited about this. After all, he never thinks he is a good player and has the level of a professional player, so his advanced combat skills are not very attractive to him.

After reading the post, Ren Jingcheng couldn't help but feel quite disappointed. The whole post was just something to pick up people's teeth and had no reference value.

This author is obviously a loyal audience of this challenge. After listing the advanced combat skills and its users in this game, he will begin to talk about how powerful advanced combat skills are. Now there are so many people using them in amateur competitions, which shows that advanced combat skills are not difficult to master, and he said that he I believe that as long as you practice more, you will be as beautiful as a professional player.

Empty, exaggerate, and big, these three words fully indicate the central idea of this post. Even if the author is not Xiaobai, he is similar to Xiaobai. It is estimated that after playing WarGame for two months, he began to YY after watching the challenge and wrote this thing based on a theory of course.

Ren Jingcheng, who needed to understand the essence of this person, also lost interest and closed the web page directly for fear of being polluted by this post. He believed that the post would be removed after staying at the top position for no more than half an hour at most, and the sprayers would fire collectively and spray the author directly out of outer space.

Looking at the watch, it was more than 11 o'clock unconsciously. Ren Jingcheng rubbed his sore eyes and climbed into bed, and soon fell asleep.

This night, he carried a weapon with a DP value of more than 20,000, freely used a series of advanced combat skills, and conquered the world. After that, he rode a white horse to hold two beautiful women, with Ye Xiaoqian on the left and Mei Xiaobei on the right...

"Beauty Beckham!"

Ren Jingcheng suddenly shouted and sat up straight in **, his eyes were round, his lips twitched, and the sheets under him were wet in a cold sweat...