Number One Game Designer

To call Fang Xi an uncle or brother is of course a joke. In essence, he looked at Zhao Jiamo, although he was enthusiastic, but obviously still a little pressured. Fang Xi made a joke to enliven the atmosphere. As a result, Zhao Mengmeng said " "Brother", but it was a bit embarrassing for Fang Xi. What if Zhao Jiamo treats him as an unscrupulous person and sees his daughter see Sesi?

Can't tell...

And now Zhao Mengmeng's crisp brother called out, and Fang Xi blushed and waved his hand:

"I can't afford it, I'm just joking with your dad... Mengmeng, is this coming back from winter vacation?"

Although Fang Xi broke down with a joke, Zhao Jiamo smiled unabated and directly greeted him:

"Mengmeng and I have already prepared a table of dishes. Let's talk about what's going on at the dinner table."

The discussion of life and death at the dinner table is also the old domestic practice.

But after a meal, Fang Xi admired the old man Zhao Jiamo more and more. He has been single with a daughter for more than ten years, let alone other things. The cooking craftsmanship alone has nothing to say. If it’s not for his daughter, Fang Xi feels Zhao Jiamo is the kind that can rely on the rich wife to eat, and it is still the kind that does not need to bring a steel ball to the door.

After dinner, Fang Xi and Zhao Jiamo were relatively seated for tea, but Zhao Mengmeng had been rushed back to the house directly by his father, under the nickname "Don’t mix things with adults" and "You don’t count you." How long is it until the college entrance examination!". Then Zhao Mengmeng successfully reaped a blank eye.

The two drank tea for a while, but Zhao Jiamo broke the silence first, and said with emotion:

"Unexpectedly, it was so long after the last goodbye. At that time, I basically took all roles in order to make money. In the end, I did not expect to get the role of Fang Zong in your game. Later, I became the protagonist of the movie. A public figure who paid millions of dollars,"

Speaking of this simple experience, Zhao Jiamo's tone was full of vicissitudes:

"So in fact, since the end of the "Legend of Survival" game data, I have always wanted to thank Mr. Fang in person, but I haven't had the chance until today." Zhao Jiamo, according to him, has paid millions but still wears the one he saw at the beginning. The denim body was washed, and he stood up and bowed to Fang Xi cautiously:

"Thank you."

Fang Xi accepts it frankly, and he can also see that this kind of boss who decided to bring a baby when he was able to college must have his own principles. When this kind of people with clear grievances thank you, the best way is to make both Don't leave any complaints. If you are willing to thank you, it means that you have truly accepted this sentiment. At this time, if you make a polite refusal, he will probably think that you look down on others.

After dispelling Zhao Jiamo's heart knot, he naturally entered the step of pulling the family routine. At this point, there is nothing to talk about for an unmarried person in Shangxi, and the topic naturally came to Zhao Jiamo's only baby girl.

"Mengmeng" Zhao Jiamo sighed, speaking with a headache:

"Mengmeng is good at everything, it's just that I've been obsessed with games for a while."

Fang Xi raised his eyebrows, and the two big men were chatting. It was not that two long-tongued women were going to gossiping with each other. Naturally, what they said were all targeted. So since Zhao Jiamo picked this up specifically, it means it might have something to do with him. ?

"Huh? Our Hongyi game?"

Zhao Jiamo nodded and confirmed Fang Xi's guess:

"Legend of Survival" was the first time she cleared it. She played all Hongyi's games later, and at the Hongyi Carnival not long ago, when I had something to film in a field, I didn’t know that she had taken leave to play. For two days."

Fang Xi knew it really had something to do with him, but it is certainly unlikely that Lao Zhao's words were pure complaints, not complaints... Fang Xi had guesses in his heart and asked directly:

"Lao Zhao, are you worrying about the major of Mengmeng University?"

"I can't hide anything from you." Zhao Jiamo sighed:

"I know, I just said it openly. In fact, I didn't get a college diploma at the time, because I had children before I graduated. You know that age... Then I practiced acting purely with a reference book by myself. Although I didn't regret not graduating from university because of Mengmeng, I still feel a little stubborn. I am making a lot of money now, enough for her to be safe, so my expectation of her is to be a college student."

"So Mr. Fang, I actually just want you to persuade her. After all, things like the college entrance examination have been done once in a lifetime."

Fang Xi gently chins his head. For him, Zhao Jiamo’s troubles are also natural, and Fang Xi also feels that this kind of thing really needs to be taken seriously. The college entrance examination, the first dragon gate in his life, is neither so important nor so important. It is not that unimportant. This is just the first watershed for the vast majority of people and the most equal upward channel in the Republic. And Zhao Jiamo can fully understand the obsession with university, or that sentence, human nature.

"Okay, then I'll talk to Mengmeng later?"

Zhao Jiamo smiled openly: "Then it's settled."

Five minutes later, Zhao Jiamo called Zhao Mengmeng out of the room and asked her to talk to Fang Xi. As for him, go out to buy some fruit and come back later. This is a chance to talk.

Looking at the middle school student sitting opposite him, Fang Xi always couldn't control the prostitution of those long legs. At the same time, he exclaimed: Zhao Jiamo's original girlfriend was definitely also a long leg. This gene is against the sky. .

"Does Uncle Fang want tea? May I pour you some?"

"Ah? Oh, no need." Fang Xi was taken aback for a moment and suddenly realized that he had become an uncle again, dumbfounding. However, he didn't really care about this, so he went straight into it:

"Mengmeng, have you been playing games lately?"

It was said that Zhao Mengmeng's lovely smile was wrinkled, like a bitter gourd.

Fang Xi smiled:

"It seems that you already know what your dad wants me to talk to you, how is it, do you want to say anything?"

The beautiful girl with a single ponytail complained: "I am quite a world champion."

"You're thinking about peach." Fang Xi was rude.

This time the "Eternal" World Championship champion Yu Luosheng's team focused on the bottom lane, and the late shooter position in the team was a female player. This in itself is relatively rare, let alone this team won the championship, don't Not to mention, the gimmick is enough.

However, Fang Xi knows that the strength of the Luren team is based on the exhaustive strategy of the captain’s support position, that is, to put it bluntly, the position of the shooter is tied to the dog... This is too much, but the importance of this player is absolutely not. The outside world is so big.

In fact, next year Fang Xi guessed that if this team does not change to a stronger mid laner, or if Yu Luosheng switches to the carry position, they may not have good results next year. The field is changing rapidly, and a junior high school girl says she is. Wanting to win the world championship, Fang Xi feels that she is more likely to have a heart attack from the healthy Zhao Jiamo.