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After killing the enemy in a wave of five, Xia Yuwan still stood on the enemy's corpse, her Dankou-coated fingers slightly raised, typing quickly on the keyboard.
Diao Chan: "How about it? Senior brother, what about the three sticks and one crispy skin you promised?"
Diao Chan: "Comrade Xiao Wang, are you surprised or not? I killed you under the tower. Do you want to challenge me again? This time I will give you a set of skills."
Wang Zhaojun: "I'm sorry, my God, I was wrong. Please give me a way to survive."
Diao Chan: "Okay, then you surrender."
Sun Wukong: "That won't work. You can't surrender if you beat her to death. You can lose the game, but you can't lose your spirit. I don't believe that no matter how powerful she is, she can fight five at a time. Let's team up together!"
Song Zhengran was amazed at what he saw. He didn¡¯t know whether to praise him for his courage or for his lack of knowledge.
How dare you say harmonious words in front of Diao Chan, the number one in the national server, who didn't know that Diao Chan is a mage and an assassin, and his skills are very penetrating and specialize in killing meat.
He is a powerful hero who can fight one against five.
Sure enough, after contributing two waves of five kills, the opponent was so shocked that his mentality collapsed.
Xia Yuwan single-handedly took down twenty-five enemy heads without dying even once.
The enemy Wang Zhaojun sent a begging expression with no tears.
Bull Demon: "Okay, six minutes have passed. You can initiate surrender."
This time, the enemy readily pressed the surrender button.
"Vector! (Victory)"
The mvp (the most valuable player in this game) was indeed Xia Yuwan. She looked at her own score of 14.8 points and curled her red lips in disdain.
"I haven't played a game for a long time. I didn't expect that I can't even get thirty heads now."
On the side, Song Zhengran looked at his own record and looked confused.
0-0-0! ! !
He, a shooter, ended the game without even getting an assist.
Although it feels good to be led away by his teammates and win without hesitation, as the C position of his team, Song Ergou said that he has no sense of gaming experience at all.
The game jumped back to the settlement page, and the enemy teammates she had just killed without any chance of counterattack actually sent her messages asking to be added as friends.
¡°Boss, can you hire me as an apprentice? I¡¯ll help you carry your bags for free.¡±
"If I want to get higher points, please ask God to take me to the king's level."
"Oh my God, I know I was wrong. You are a real little fox. I'm so excited."
Regarding these friend-adding messages, Xia Yuwan squinted her eyes and typed a string of words on the screen with her long, white fingers. There were no curse words at all, but they were extremely insulting words.
"If you don't add it, you are too good at it."
After saying this, Xia Yuwan was about to exit the game page when a familiar yet unfamiliar figure suddenly appeared at the door.
The middle-aged man shrunk and appeared in front of her, with a flattering smile on his face, "Wanwan, you long time no see."
Seeing the person coming, the smile on Xia Yuwan's face gradually solidified, and finally disappeared, and she asked quietly: "What are you doing here?"
"Father, I haven't seen you for a long time, so I came to take a look."
Father?
When she heard these two words from his mouth, Xia Yuwan couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips and let out a sarcastic sneer, "Father? There is no such creature in my memory."
Since she can remember, Xia Jiangang has never had a good look towards her.
But he cared for Xia Qiuxue in every possible way.
When I was a child, I might have felt it was unfair, but now, it doesn¡¯t matter anymore.
Anyway, she has been here for so many years, and now she doesn't care about his nominal "father".
In front of outsiders, her answer made Xia Jiangang even more embarrassed, but the purpose of coming was not achieved yet, so the man could only wait with a smile.
"Wanwan, don't be like this. Father is really worried about you. You can go back for a quick meal when you are free."
After the words fell, Xia Yuwan seemed not to hear her, still lowering her head and playing with her mobile phone.
The voice was as cold as the snowflakes in the twelfth lunar month of winter, without any warmth at all, "If you don't go, I don't have time."
"Okay, old man, if you keep talking, I'm going to vomit. How dare you claim to be Wanwan's father?"
 Song Zhengran showed a hint of impatience on his face, and looked over with a sharp gaze. Xia Jiangang was stunned for a moment by his handsome and extraordinary temperament.
Who is this?
"The first time I met Wanwan, she was wearing a cotton-padded jacket with holes in it in the middle of winter, and the cotton wool was exposed. Where were you when she was shivering and squatting next to the trash can to keep warm?"
"Where were you when she was bullied by people at school, surrounded in an alley and almost beaten?"
"Where were you when she fell into the sea and narrowly escaped death?"
After saying that, he paused for a second, then clapped his hands and smiled sarcastically, "Yes, I remembered that you were planning how to get the villa back, and you didn't care whether the daughter lived or died."
Is he worthy of being Wan Wan¡¯s father?
¡°If it weren¡¯t for Wanwan¡¯s sake, he would have dealt with the old man Xia Jiangang long ago.
At that time, he thought that Xia Yuwan was a little beggar without a father and mother, until Song Zhengran was shocked when he saw the teacher with her in front of him in class.
Xia Yuwan turned out to be the last in her class in the legendary dragon that never saw its end.
On the contrary, Xia Qiuxue, who is called a joke, is covered in famous brands, and every bag in her hand is worth five figures.
While everyone was praising Xia Qiuxue's nobility and elegance, no one noticed whether Xia Yuwan was alive or dead.
He felt angry for Wanwan and felt even more worthless.
It¡¯s okay not to have such a partial father!
Hearing his words, Xia Jiangang blushed with embarrassment. After all, he is also the boss of a company. His daughter is worse than a beggar outside. It would be embarrassing if word spread.
He tried to explain his mistake, with a stern look on his face, "Wanwan, please listen to my explanation. I was busy at that time, and your aunt said you often ran out to play, so I believed it."
Xia Yuwan walked around behind her desk and continued to pick up a document and read it.
"Humph, I'm afraid you've been moved by saying so much. I don't believe your nonsense, just tell me directly, what's the reason for you to come to me?"
She spoke so directly that Xia Jiangang hesitated for a second before finally stating the purpose of his trip.
"Wanwan, don't get me wrong. I just want to ask you for a favor, let your sister Xiaoxue be transferred to the VIP ward."
"Secondly, your brother's college entrance examination results are not ideal this time. See if you can find an acquaintance from University A and ask him to transfer to University A."
As soon as the words fell, Wu Peng and Song Zhengran looked at each other and smiled.
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