Chapter 54
Wow, they went to the amusement park today!
[Brother Leng is being tormented by the little one again]
[I understand him. This Dr. Ha is a very eccentric and talkative character. He was already being restrained by not picking up the lucky tourist and spinning him around today, hahaha.]
[I didn't expect to still have content to enjoy after the variety show ended, hahaha]
[One person writes a petition in blood for another season of this variety show]
Mario, who had taken on all the tasks, was now dumbfounded: "I already agreed. Don't you have a friend who's a professional assistant? Ask him for a favor. Money is no object!"
Friend: "Alright, just go by yourself. Didn't you hire someone to give you special training to greatly improve your gaming skills? You can handle this small, amateur team."
Mario felt that what he was doing was wrong, but he really couldn't find anyone else to call, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and add Zou Shu as a friend.
While he was hesitating, he was already added to the account and entered a custom room for the training match.
Listening to his teammate Mic, the four of them skillfully communicating their tactics, Mario felt a little uneasy.
He had great faith in the experts' abilities, but he didn't know any of their friends.
Are the pro player's friends also pro players? Or would it be better to find a Chinese server player to play with?
Mario began to regret listening to his friend's nonsense. As an ordinary player, he was really terrified to participate in the city tournament training matches.
After Leng Zhi's footsteps faded into the distance, Jiang Mingzhe quietly peeked out from behind the car window and watched as his bad father walked straight into the somewhat old-fashioned storefront in front.
"This is an internet cafe? Why aren't there any goldfish?!"
Jiang Mingzhe's monologue was played into the live stream, causing the chat to burst into laughter.
Aunt Li: "..."
She never expected that just by turning back to find someone, things would turn out like this when she returned.
Mr. Xu scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed: "Alright, but we can't disturb the customers too much. Let me check the customer records first. Little friend, what's your name?"
To everyone's surprise, Jiang Mingzhe stopped eating and said solemnly, "I won't tell you. My dad said I can't just tell other people my name."
This was taught to him by Jiang Yijing, probably to prevent him from being taken advantage of by malicious people. He has always taken Jiang Mingzhe's anti-abduction education very seriously.
Mr. Xu was speechless.
You're so aware of potential dangers, yet you don't hesitate to eat snacks given to you by strangers!
He changed his approach to a compromise: "So, what's your last name?"
Jiang Yijing hadn't said anything about not being allowed to mention surnames. Jiang Mingzhe tilted his head and thought for a moment before giving his answer, "Jiang!"
Mr. Xu recalled today's guests: "It seems there were no people with the surname Jiang, nor were there any with the surnames Jiang, Jiang, or Jiang."
It seemed that assigning seats directly wouldn't work, so he could only resignedly wave his hand and say, "Never mind, just take him inside and find a seat. Don't make too much noise and disturb the other guests."
When they turned around, they discovered that not only had a little devil arrived, but the little devil was also sitting on the shoulders of the old man playing chess by the door, followed by a large group of seven or eight old men and women!
Holy crap, this guy looks so young, but he already has kids! You can't judge a book by its cover!
"Sorry to bother you!" They immediately retreated to their computers, getting away from this place of trouble.
Green Hair couldn't help but look back.
He imagined a young father neglecting his family business, partying every night, smoking and surfing the internet in internet cafes, while his child cried at home for his father.
That was terrifying. In the end, Leng Zhi suppressed his temper and spent a lot of time apologizing and thanking them before finally getting the righteous old men and women to leave satisfied.
Of course, their satisfaction wasn't due to Leng Zhi's remorse, but rather because the adorable Jiang Mingzhe had been thoroughly pampered and teased until he was satisfied before leaving.
Seeing everyone leave, Leng Zhi turned his gaze back to the Little Demon King.
Great, the bag of potato chips is almost empty, and the Wahaha drink is completely gone. Looking down, the pants pockets are bulging, revealing corners of yogurt and chocolate packaging.
Leng Zhi crossed his arms and said, "Tell me, how did you get here?"
Leng Zhi felt guilty. He had indeed ditched Jiang Mingzhe to play games.
But you can't be weak when facing your little one.
"I'm not playing video games."
"There are computers all over here, what are you going to do if not play games?"
"Check the recipe."
"?"
Amid Jiang Mingzhe's bewildered gaze, Leng Zhi turned to the side, revealing the link to the recipe webpage that had already been loaded behind him.
It's not homey at all.
These dishes are clearly not something a kitchen novice could easily whip up. But their advantage is also obvious—they are all dishes that can be easily ordered from hotels.
He could put on a show in the kitchen and serve the takeout; that should be enough to fool Jiang Mingzhe.
Leng Zhi pointed to the contents of the picture: "We'll eat this."
Jiang Mingzhe hasn't yet developed a complete knowledge system about food, but the dishes in the picture look and smell delicious, so he immediately forgot about the previous dishes: "Okay! Dad, let's go buy groceries!"
Buying groceries? Ha, I had no intention of cooking at all.
"I'll take you home first, then I'll go buy it."
"No! Take me with you!"
"You go back first..."
Before they could reach an answer, Leng Zhi's phone rang.
It's the housekeeper.
"Mr. Leng, Jiang Mingzhe only brought one piece of your photography equipment. Would you like me to deliver it to him?"
The thoughtful housekeeper had just glanced at the variety show's live stream and noticed the screen was filled with comments requesting more camera angles, so he specifically called to inquire about it with Leng Zhi.
"Should I deliver it to you? Uh, the audience seems to care a lot about this..."
Leng Zhi then noticed the mini camera on Jiang Mingzhe's chest.
I almost forgot, he's still live streaming.
Leng Zhi: "..."
He declined the housekeeper's offer: "No need, I'll adjust myself."
Jiang Mingzhe removed the camera from his chest and casually clipped it to his waist.
Jiang Mingzhe felt very proud of the blond-haired kids' "escape." Taking advantage of the elderly men and women behind him, he straightened his back and shouted, "Were you secretly playing games behind my back?!"
From the moment Jiang Mingzhe uttered "Dad" for the second time, Leng Zhi had already fully realized what was happening.
Although we don't know what brought this little rascal here, the most urgent thing is to take him to safety.
Leng Zhi unleashed the fastest hand speed of his career, switching the interface to the browser and opening a recipe webpage with a heartwarming title.
The thought that everything that had just happened had been broadcast live by Jiang Mingzhe made Leng Zhi awkwardly touch the tip of his nose.
No matter how fast his hands are, he can fool a child, but he can't fool the audience in front of the camera. It's obvious to everyone that he left his child behind to sneak out and play games.
No, I have to salvage the great image of this excellent stepfather—if this gets to President Jiang, the 30 million is in jeopardy.
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Mingzhe continued to complain: "I want to go grocery shopping too! Why didn't you take me! You bad dad, you just want to get rid of me..."
"I'll take you there."
Jiang Mingzhe looked bewildered: "Huh?"
He was just about to start making a scene, but how... how did he agree so readily!
Leng Zhi had already turned off the computer and stood up: "Let's go."
He felt a little bad about the game he had just started. Going AFK in a ranked match would result in severe penalties from the system.
More importantly, Mario has sent him a private message expressing his confusion: Who goes AFK halfway through a game with a paid companion?!
Leng Zhi apologized profusely on WeChat and promised to get the money back for him. It took a long time to calm his boss down.
Jiang Mingzhe skipped and hopped into the car with Leng Zhi, his whole being radiating happiness.
"Where are we going to buy groceries?" he asked excitedly, sitting in the passenger seat, his legs twitching.
Jiang Mingzhe's mind flashed through images of supermarkets. He had bought groceries in a cramped supermarket yesterday, and he thought he would do the same today.
There are so many snacks to see! This time, I must grab a handful and put them in the shopping cart when Dad isn't looking!
Although he had just finished a bag of potato chips, the aunties' feeding of him did not satisfy the little glutton; instead, it aroused even more desire.
Leng Zhi glanced at him.
"Let's go to the farmers' market."
Jiang Mingzhe grew up in a well-off family, with someone in his household responsible for procuring and distributing food. The concept of a "vegetable market" was somewhat unfamiliar to him.
A four- or five-year-old is like a walking encyclopedia of questions; he immediately asked, "What is a vegetable market?"
Leng Zhi succinctly stated: "A place to buy groceries."
Jiang Mingzhe: "..." I know without you saying it!
The camera was mounted on a jade cabbage ornament in front of the passenger seat, facing Jiang Mingzhe.
The drive was a bit boring, so Jiang Mingzhe reached out and touched the ornament.
Jiang Mingzhe was taken by Leng Zhi to the largest vegetable market in S City, which was more than half an hour away by car from the internet cafe.
We arrived at 10 o'clock, which was the busiest time of day.
Fresh, vibrant leafy greens are neatly arranged; the varieties sold here are carefully cultivated by various fruit and vegetable bases, both delicious and affordable.
The meat and egg section was also kept clean and tidy. There was no gloomy lighting with purple-red tones. Warm sunlight shone on the freezer, and the meat had a uniform texture of fat and lean meat.
Tourists thronged the area, with elderly women bending over and old men leaning on canes brushing past each other. There were also many parents, like Leng Zhi, holding their children's hands and carefully selecting fruits and vegetables.
Jiang Mingzhe sniffed the aroma of fruits in the air and was a little disappointed.
What?! There aren't any snacks at all!
However, he quickly forgot about the snacks.
Aunt Li recognized the handsome young man: "Yes, that's him. He got out of the car with the child. He is indeed the child's father!"
The other aunties chimed in, and Grandpa Yang reluctantly lifted Jiang Mingzhe off his shoulders and placed him in the gaming chair.
The old man couldn't help but scold the young father: "Is this yours? How could you leave it in the car? The child even climbed down from the car himself!"
Leng Zhi narrowed his eyes: "Left it in the car?"
The old man nodded: "Yes, we all saw him climb down from the car by himself!"
Leng Zhi: "..."
"Um, maybe we should wait a bit, I..." Mario whispered in the team chat.
However, Luo Hongshuo interrupted him directly: "Focus, we're about to start the business plan."
Mario trembled, too afraid to speak. "It's that hero again. Do all the pro players like to play him?"
Yellow Hair: "The pro just likes to play around, so what, Brother Zou?"
Brother Zou pressed his temples: "It's my cousin. I don't know what he ate recently, but his gaming skills have improved by leaps and bounds. He used to be just as bad as me, but now he's almost in the top ten of the national server for Gongsun Shangxiang."
"Wow, your brother is so awesome! Can you play on my account next time, bro?"
The blond and green-haired guys argued back and forth for a while until Leng Zhi's Gongsun Shangxiang came online and got the first blood in less than a minute, grabbing their attention.
This made the young people very excited.
Wow!
"That was an extreme maneuver."
In formal esports competitions, coaches and team members discuss and ban/pick heroes based on the opponent's preferred heroes and both sides' tactics. This process is commonly known as BP (Ban & Pick).
LSG usually has Leng Zhi leading this segment, but today, without their key player and unfamiliar with H University's esports team's hero system, they decided to use their own preferred system.
Zou Shu was first in line, and he immediately locked in his best hero, Gongsun Shangxiang.
The teammates cooperated well and chose a fast-attack system based on Gongsun Shangxiang's fast-paced and high-damage characteristics.
Mario has indeed improved a lot recently, but only in terms of handling and basic awareness.
He was a complete novice when it came to team composition in complex competitions.
So he was anxiously waiting for others to give him orders.
However, the team members were discussing it in a noisy and disorganized manner:
"How about we get a more agile support?"
"Bro, what heroes are you good at?"
"Or choose a counter to the opponent, like the Pengkun Hermit, which can remove crowd control effects."
"But Zou Shu would still prefer to be paired with someone more agile and able to keep up with him, right?"
Mario was completely confused and didn't know who to listen to. Finally, as the countdown ended, he accidentally clicked his mouse and chose the clunky hero, the Blue Bull Buddha.
Zou Shu: ?
Qingniu Fuzi is a hero without mobility skills, who is more suited to long-term combat, almost the complete opposite of the strategic arrangements of others.
Considering that the substitute support was introduced by the captain, no one said anything.
"Be serious," Luo Hongshuo said.
The team briefly discussed tactics before heading to their respective lanes and jungle.
In H University's teammate McCree, the vice president was rubbing his hands together, saying, "Damn it, he dared to play my best hero! I'm going to teach him a lesson!"
Once online, the first thing he noticed was the opposing support player.
Because the support player's performance was truly appalling, completely at the level of an average player.
[Yu Fu: Holy crap, the S City Tournament has been moved up! [Link]]
[Zou Shu: It really is early September! That means we only have one week left to prepare!]
[Luo Hongshuo: Our training also needs to be intensified]
[Zou Shu: Huh? Didn't the captain check his phone? Why isn't he replying to messages?]
[Yu Fu: Wait, September 1st, isn't that the day the kids go to kindergarten?]
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