Anyway, these rich second-generations can always find fun for themselves.
When Yan Xianjue came in, the living room was quiet for a moment, but soon became lively again.
Soon someone asked Yan Xianjue: "Want to play a game?"
Yan Xianjue glanced at it, and then glanced again.
Finally, he asked, "You two grown men are playing a breakup kitchen game here?"
The two people sitting on the sofa shrugged casually: "Isn't it quite fun?"
Zhou Ye and Ji Xi walked a few steps behind Yan Xianjue and came in at this time.
Seeing Ji Xi, the air was silent again for a moment.
When Ji Xi first transferred to their class, who could have imagined that the subsequent development would be like this.
Yan Xianjue's low-key attitude over the past two years has been so deeply rooted in people's minds that no one ever thought that such an operation would be possible.
If they knew that they could get Yan Xianjue's support by taking the initiative, would it still be Ji Xi's turn?
Zhou didn't have the same train of thought as them. He just saw the classmate who was playing Overcooked holding up the controller and asking Yan Xianjue if he wanted to play.
"No!!!"
"OK."
Zhou Ye's heart-wrenching rejection and Yan Xianjue's agreement sounded at the same time.
The student holding the controller looked confused: "Ah? You want to play too?"
Another person said, "Then give mine to Zhou Ye. I've had enough fun anyway."
Zhou Ye quickly took a few steps back.
If the entrance wasn't long enough, Ji Xi suspected he would have simply exited the door: "No, forget it, you guys have fun."
Several people gave way to each other, and finally Ji Xi sat on the sofa.
Ji Xi: “…”
Ji Xi: “???”
Ji Xi: "When did I say I wanted to play games?"
Zhou Ye shrugged: "I don't play anyway."
Even if this is the only game in the world that he plays better than Yan Xianjue.
Yan Xianjue was full of confidence: "Don't worry, Ji Xi, I've played it several times and cleared it every time."
Ji Xi felt relieved. Yan Xianjue, regardless of anything else, had no problem having fun with him.
Then he quickly realized that something was not right.
The TV in Zhou Ye’s house is very big, so he can see it clearly.
His little man is blue, and Yan Xianjue's little man is red.
But he could barely accept the first two levels of stockpiling food, but he began to collapse at the third level.
"Yan Xianjue, why are you only cutting shrimp?"
The students around him also fell into a strange silence.
Zhou Ye coughed lightly. This was why he refused to play Overcooked with Yan Xianjue.
Yan Xianjue: "Is there any problem? I'm right, I need shrimp."
Ji Xi turned to look at Zhou Ye: "Do you know how he passed the level before?"
Zhou Ye nodded sympathetically: "His second brother took him out to play."
"How do you play it?" Ji Xi asked.
Even though he had never played this kind of game before, he knew that this was not the way normal people played games.
At least the work shouldn't be divided like this.
During this round, Yan Xianjue only did one thing from beginning to end, which was to cut the shrimps and then throw them around for him to pick up.
As a real newbie, he not only needs to cut cucumbers, but also has to cook rice, serve dishes and wash dishes, mainly running for life.
He felt that his little blue was so busy that he was smoking!
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