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"I can call you uncle, but you have to take me to the Electric City now. I want to play with electric toys~"
Zhao Xiaoxiao sat on the ground and raised the price to take advantage of the situation.
Jiang Siming has no choice but to compromise for the time being.
The two drove to Electric City, Zhao Xiaoxiao humming a song while licking an oversized lollipop.
Jiang Siming always feels that the way this girl eats lollipops is a bit obscene. Could it be that he has obscene thoughts
"Uncle Jiang, you cheated on our teacher today, what are you going to do about it?" Zhao Xiaoxiao asked with a smile.
"I hooked up with your teacher at some point. That's outrageous." Jiang Siming stopped at the intersection and waited for the red light.
"Don't come here. You are playing the piano and saving her. How could my pure and kind piano teacher resist this kind of 'offensive'? I have secretly promised you a long time ago." Zhao Xiaoxiao's words were not surprising. He kept saying everything in an adult tone.
Jiang Siming even wondered if this girl was a time traveler, with a seventy-year-old love-struck old woman living in her body!
"If you keep chewing your tongue, I will send you back." Jiang Siming said in a feint of anger.
"No, I haven't been to Electric City for a long time. My mother has to work overtime today, so why don't you take me to play~" Zhao Xiaoxiao immediately gave up.
Jiang Siming has finally regained his sense of existence as an adult. It seems that this girl is not a time traveler. It is impossible for an old woman in her seventies to like playing video games.
The two of them drove to a large electric mall nearby. As soon as they entered, Zhao Xiaoxiao got excited and took Jiang Siming to buy a total of 300 yuan in game coins.
Then he took Jiang Siming to the arcade and played King of Fighters.
Jiang Siming really didn¡¯t expect that this girl would like to play such a violent game. Do girls also like to play King of Fighters 97? Still a post-00s kid.
But seeing how much the child liked it, Jiang Siming played a few games with her, but lost all of them.
Zhao Xiaoxiao even used only one Iori to beat him three times in a row.
"Jiang Shu, you are so bad. Aren't you the world game champion?" Zhao Xiaoxiao's little tongue can prick people very neatly.
"My game is a PC game, okay? Besides, I haven't played this game for many years, and my hands have long been raw." Jiang Siming found an excuse in embarrassment, saying that he couldn't beat the little girl, which was so embarrassing.
After playing a few more games, Jiang Siming still kept kneeling.
Zhao Xiaoxiao stood up without much enthusiasm and took Jiang Siming to the next game project, simulated racing.
The two of them were sitting in the game cabin, driving the car of their choice and racing wildly.
In racing games, Jiang Siming is very confident. He not only has PlayerUnknown¡¯s Battlegrounds driving skills, but also has real-life racing skills.
In a few seconds, Zhao Xiaoxiao was convinced.
After that, the two went to play various game consoles in Electric City. In the end, they had more than a hundred coins left, which they used to hold dolls.
When she came out of the Electric City, Zhao Xiaoxiao was holding a lot of dolls, stuffed animals, and an oversized doll in her arms.
Don¡¯t get me wrong, Jiang Siming didn¡¯t do this, it was the little girl herself.
Jiang Siming spent nearly fifty yuan in game coins without getting a single hair, and had to hold a lot of dolls for her.
I wanted to take it home, but on the way, I saw a few children dressed in poor clothes looking at the dolls in Jiang Siming and Zhao Xiaoxiao's hands with envy.
"Xiaoxiao, how about it?"
"I understand, you don't need to tell me." Zhao Xiaoxiao walked towards the children before Jiang Siming finished speaking.
He very generously gave all the dolls to them, including Jiang Siming¡¯s.
In the end, there was only one Minion puppet left.
The children were very happy to get so many toys, and each one had a sister named Zhao Xiaoxiao.
Zhao Xiaoxiao was arrogant when she returned to Jiang Siming. Jiang Siming smiled and touched her little head and said, "Not bad, Xiaoxiao is very sensible."
Zhao Xiaoxiao opened her mouth, pulled Jiang Siming's palm off, and said dissatisfied: "Don't treat me like a child, I will be an adult in a few years, I am an adult!"
"Okay, you are the master, then Master Zhao, let's go home."
"Okay, Mr. Jiang, please."
The big one and the little one looked at each other and laughed.
It was after nine o'clock that Jiang Siming sent Zhao Xiaoxiao home.
Zhao Xiaoxiao, who was tired from playing, had already fallen asleep in the passenger seat, so Jiang Siming had to carefully carry her into the house.
ZhaoXuan is already waiting at home.
Seeing Jiang Siming, Zhao Xuan glared at him with beautiful eyes, intending to blame him, the godfather, for taking his daughter out for fun.
Jiang Siming responded with a bright smile, then carried Zhao Xiaoxiao upstairs and put her in her bedroom, covered her with the quilt and closed the door before going downstairs.
"You, how can you be so doting on Xiaoxiao? She has to go to school tomorrow and won't go home until so late." Zhao Xuan poured a glass of water for Jiang Siming and automatically leaned into Jiang Siming's arms.
"Isn't it because she is too tired from going to class every day? Besides, it's not too late. She will go home at nine o'clock. It will be okay. Xiaoxiao's grades are so good. She will control herself." Jiang Siming hugged Zhao Xuan's fragrance He took a sip of lemonade.
"Then you can't leave me alone at home. You can go out and play by yourself. As a mother, I have become a bad person, and all the good people have done it for you." After saying that, Zhao Xuan pretended to be angry and pressed lightly on Jiang Siming's chest. Two light touches.
Jiang Siming grabbed Zhao Xuan's beautiful hand and said with a smile: "Blame me, blame me, don't I leave the whole night to you now, let's go to bed."
Zhao Xuan¡¯s face was red and she gave Jiang Siming a big stern eye, but her feet were already off the ground and she was picked up by Jiang Siming and carried back to the house
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"Why Not" has been released on all major music platforms after a day of fermentation.
Although it is still outside the top ten, its upward momentum is not lost to "Walking Horse" and "Paris Alone".
Especially many short video websites have begun to use this song as background music, giving "Why Not" a lot of publicity.
Jiang Siming, who has already released four singles, is accumulating fans one after another. In the Chinese pop music scene, he is already considered a slightly famous figure.
More music companies and even economic companies are interested in Jiang Siming.
Today, Jiang Siming received five calls, all of them wanting to sign a contract with him and join the company.
His popularity begins to ferment, just like a bottle of yeast wine. After the accumulation of results and the precipitation of time, the aroma of the wine will become stronger and stronger, attracting guests from further and further away.
Jiang Siming¡¯s ¡°wine aroma¡± has begun to attract the attention of a well-known variety show platform. The director is very interested in him and is considering whether it is worth inviting him over.
But Jiang Siming doesn¡¯t know this yet. Li Yingzi told him that the company model has been initially established.
There are only a few people at the moment, there are only five traders, the company doesn¡¯t even have an administration or a front desk, and even the decoration hasn¡¯t been completed yet.
Li Yingzi used Jiang Siming¡¯s money to temporarily rent a residential house and put a computer in it. She planned to move there together after the company was renovated.
Looking at the extremely simple living room of a residential building with three bedrooms and one living room in front of me, there are more than a dozen computers placed there.
Five older traders stood in front of him, looking at Jiang Siming in front of them with some suspicion and confusion.
Most of them are over thirty-five, three men and two women. (Remember the website address: 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
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