Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in hlnovel.com -> Prose -> right ear of fate

Chapter 3 The ungrateful bastard

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    ?

    "You are Meng Qianmo?" The man's lips are plump and stylish, his nose is high, his eyes are brown, but his words are full of jealousy!

    Meng Qianmo searched in his mind, and confirmed that in his previous twenty years of growing up, there was no such man, not even one similar to him.

    So he looked down at the woman on the computer screen who was enjoying the sunshine wantonly on the beach, Meng Qianmo's pretty brows frown instantly.

    "Yes!" Followed by a light tone, generously admitted

    This move was obviously expected by the man, so his full lips raised a disdainful arc, and he snapped his fingers behind him!

    A man with hair dyed burgundy took out a glittering golden card from his pocket. When the golden card was handed over to Meng Qianmo, the golden light from it burned her eyes!

    "Here is one hundred thousand, I just want you to compete with me!" The man folded his arms around his chest, and his brown eyes looked at Meng Qianmo, who bowed his head thoughtfully, without blinking.  Jin Ka, seeing this, the sarcasm on Murong Nan's lips is even more serious, there are too many things in this world, and you can't escape the temptation of money in the end!

    He has seen the power of this sentence since he was a child!

    "" Meng Qianmo gasped, a hundred thousand!  If he had it, would his father be able to go to a good hospital for specialized treatment?  One hundred thousand, can I go back to school and start a new life by myself?  one hundred thousand

    But what about losing?  It was the first time Meng Qianmo considered the word "lose" in a virtual game.

    As if seeing the hesitation in the woman's eyes, the man's brown eyes narrowed, sure enough, the power of money, "If you lose, you don't need to pay, just don't step into the game!"

    The man's expression suddenly became indifferent at the end, he was born with a strong domineering attitude towards the things he likes!

    Hearing this, Meng Qianmo turned his black eyes to the man in front of him, so this is the purpose of his coming here!  Bei Zi bit her lower lip habitually, a flash of determination flashed in her eyes, "Okay!"

    In this way, the game was finalized, and it was set for the afternoon break. Meng Qianmo still collected the money indifferently, bowed her head and remained silent.

    The man who challenged was sitting on the sofa opposite the front desk for rest, with his chin resting on his right hand, his eyes downcast thinking about something

    There were a lot of onlookers in the virtual world of this game, because this man turned out to be a well-known figure when he went online.  Although there is no figure of him in the various halls of fame, they are filled with people from the "Old Time" dance troupe, and he "Old Time ^ Nan Wang" is the head of the old time dance troupe

    Meng Qianmo raised her eyes and glanced at the man who had already sat down beside the machine, only to see a look of seriousness flashing across his face!

    Meng Qianmo specially wore a pair of gloves, and the two of them agreed to choose "Cross-Era", which allowed eight-key crazy mode, and decided the winner with one song.

    It is very in line with the game style of "Old Times^ Nan Wang" and "Meng Qianmo". There are as many people on the tree as before, and the lower left corner of the screen is also continuously brushed with reports about the game. Even the people in the Internet cafe  They also talked about the game, and Meng Qianmo was taken aback, staring closely at the character on the screen who had changed into a g-coin original costume at the moment.

    When the other party clicked prepare, Qian Mo took a deep breath, tapped the mouse and clicked to start, Meng Qianmo danced "Cross Era" for not a day or two, but "Cross Era" was promoted as a fusion of auto tune and music.  The classic style of heavy rock electronic music, Qianjie heard it once in a dance competition.

    The score of the two people has been neck and neck, the first person standing in front was replaced by the two people back and forth very regularly, and finally reached the end of the song, the piano played by Jay Chou in the legend of "Cross Era"  Design, at this moment finally spurted out sparks.

    It was at this moment that the most painful part of Meng Qianmo's heart was scorched by the spurted sparks, and all the hatred and grievances in his heart burst out unscrupulously.

    The tapping sound of the keyboard became very clear at this moment, even a little harsh. Qianmo's fingertips were hitting the small keyboard heavily, while her left hand was pressing the space rhythmically.  Wonton, but his ears are extremely sensitive, and he can analyze the rhythm of the song like never before.

    Finally, when the dust settled, "Meng Qianmo" leapt up from behind "Old Time^ Nan Wang" like a tiger at the last moment, and won with a full song and p.

    and"Old Time ^ Nan Wang" fell to the ground as the song ended

    Meng Qianmo's body trembled uncontrollably, and the sound of ticking made her eyes crinkle again. Looking down, the black gloves had turned black and purple, and blood dripped down the fingertips of the gloves.  on the keyboard!

    When Meng Qianmo took the gold card, her feet stepped on the cotton, her trembling lips opened and closed a few times, and finally she fell down on the chair

    Murong Nan remained silent, the smile on her pretty face had long since disappeared, her eyes turned dark brown, she glanced at Meng Qianmo, her hands in her trouser pockets clenched into fists, turned around, and left resolutely.

    After a long time, a bang of the accelerator roared in Qianmo's ears, everything was like a dream, only the gold card stained with red blood lay quietly in the palm of his hand

    Standing up, Meng Qianmo carried his bag on his back. When he walked to the door, he found the owner of the Internet cafe sitting slumped at the door. The wind blew up his hair, which was already bald, and the middle-aged man suddenly looked like a man.  He was much older, and seeing Qian Mo coming out, the boss quickly sat up from the ground, his eyes widened, and he looked at Meng Qianmo in disbelief!

    "You Get out!" The angry Internet cafe owner pushed Meng Qianmo out of the door at once, and roared loudly, "Get out!" The Internet cafe owner's cheeks, distorted by anger, were extremely clear through the rolled up loess  It was reflected in Meng Qianmo's eyes.

    "Why" Meng Qianmo didn't think at all why the boss was so angry, and instantly became a monk of Zhang Er.

    "Do you know who that is? Mr. Murong's family!"

    When the boss yelled out the name, Meng Qianmo was stunned, Murong's family?  Is the famous Murong family in T city?  That¡­¡­

    Thinking of this, Meng Qianmo didn't dare to look the boss in the eye!  An apology welled up in my heart, I opened and closed my mouth a few times, thinking about the words of apology!

    But before the words were spoken, the boss's yelling came again, "You ungrateful bastard!" Then he pushed Meng Qianmo out, and slammed the door shut.

    Everything happened so suddenly, the steps under Meng Qianmo's feet were empty, her body's center of gravity was unstable, and she fell backwards (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report