take it!Experience

Chapter 25

morning.

Mo Chonggan trotted into the school, just before the school gate was about to close.He was thinking about hitting the base safely when he was stopped by the director of the Political and Education Department who wore glasses and had a smooth forehead.

"Student, don't be nervous. We are doing a survey. Do you know if there are any friends around you who go home to play games at night? You don't need to mention their names, just the number of people." A smirk that instigates the red masses to betray the revolution.

Mo Chongqian replied simply: "Oh, I don't know, I go to work as soon as school is over."

Disappointed, the director of the political and educational department let Mo Chonggan into the school and asked the security guard to close the school gate.

Soon, the director of the Political and Educational Office walked into the conference room of the office building, where the principal organized grade leaders and teachers of key subjects to have a meeting.

"Recently, there are many students who go to the game room of the Internet cafe after school," an old teacher of a middle-aged woman in red was filled with righteous indignation. "If we let it go, our already poor citywide unified examination scores will continue to drop to the bottom!"

"We have arranged for teachers on duty to go to various game arcades and Internet cafes. If typical cases are caught, they will be punished." The director of the Political and Education Department sneered evilly. This expression and movement even looked like a traitor to the teachers present.

"Okay, don't let these children relax too much." The female teacher in red nodded and sat down, then continued the meeting.The teachers began to complain that the recent students were not as good as the previous ones and had no interest in learning. No one noticed that there was a male teacher who looked disapproving.

This young male teacher is probably less than 30 years old and wears gold-rimmed glasses. When other teachers condemned students for being addicted to the Internet, he didn't say a word. .

"Hey, young people don't know how harmful it is to students to be addicted to the Internet." The director of the Political and Education Department stood behind the male teacher with glasses and said insinuatingly.

"Students are allowed to go to the Internet cafe to surf the Internet, and they can vote for the principal's son, so you don't have to wait until 12 o'clock to vote for the principal's son." The male teacher in glasses said with his jaw down.

The director of the Political and Educational Office stroked his half-lighted head and laughed dryly, feeling annoyed, and walked away by himself.

The students knew nothing about the fact that the school sent a teacher on duty to arrest people in the game hall of the Internet cafe. During the recess, everyone was still discussing various fashion gossip and popular games.This high school is not a key school, and the students are all from the grassroots in the market. Few students take the initiative to talk about their studies.

Mo Chonggan and Zhong Lili are the types who are not interested in these topics and do not participate in them. As for "Wu Xia", most of the students around them don't have enough pocket money to buy a VR headset, so almost no one talks about it.

When class was over, both of them came to the aisle outside the classroom to breathe. Mo Chonggan took a long look at Zhong Lili from a distance, and didn't intend to talk to her.When Zhong Lili noticed his gaze and turned his head, Mo Chonggan just turned around and went back into the classroom.

"Ah, this... that... Zhongli, Li..." The poor life discipline committee member tried to approach Zhonglili several times to talk to her, but the boys and girls in her class spontaneously used a human wall to separate them, and they were stabbed with cold eyes. return.

"Zhonglili, how do you do this question?" "Let me learn from the homework!" "You take chemistry, I will take Chinese, and I will change it after copying it later!"...——This is Zhonglili, although he is cold and cold Reason for popularity.

What Mo Chonggan said that day made Zhong Lili a little concerned. He wanted to ask him clearly but didn't want to ask him directly, so he asked the students in the class to get Mo Chonggan's contact information.But unexpectedly, no one knew his contact information. In fact, it was because Mo Chongqian kept changing packages and numbers in order to save money.

When Mo Chonggan rushed to the Nest game hall, he heard the cowherd manager's angry voice when he entered the door: "Go and get me the compensation now!" It is difficult for others to talk to Mo Chonggan , because Mo Chong was the first one to leave school after class.

"I'm sorry... I'll try to find it again..." the migrant worker said anxiously.

"When will I find it!" The manager glared.

"Tonight, tonight, I probably know where it is..."

"where!"

"..." The migrant worker happened to see Mo Chonggan coming in, but he didn't say anything.

"You, you've been fired!" The manager waved at the migrant worker like a fly.

The migrant worker stood there dumbfounded and didn't say anything else. At this moment, Mo Chonggan spoke from the side: "Then, why don't you fire me too?"

The manager turned around and said, "Hmph, it's you. Let's go! Don't show up in front of my eyes!"

"I can't wish for it." Mo Chonggan walked towards the dastardly migrant worker, grabbed him by the shoulder with one hand and dragged him out of the shop.

The two of them walked out of the Wochao Game Hall, and the migrant worker looked back at the store, still seeming to care.Mo Chongqian asked unconvinced: "Hey, uncle, although you look useless, you don't look like you will make any big mistakes."

"Do you know why I was fired?" The migrant worker looked straight at Mo Chonggan, "I lent you the VR helmet for private use, and the manager found out."

"Uh, well, sorry," Mo Chonggan shrugged, "I'll return the helmet to you, and then you can find another job, right? So what's unacceptable to be fired from here?"

"Working here for a long time..."

"Okay, okay, I'll buy you a drink." Mo Chonggan patted the uncle migrant worker on the shoulder.At this time, I saw a young girl who was in charge of the cashier in a game hall running out while playing with her mobile phone: "The manager asked you to return the things you are carrying." She pointed to the apron worn by the migrant worker.

This game hall manager is really too narrow-minded.Mo Chonggan shook his head.

The two left the game hall far away, and Mo Chonggan really went to invite the migrant worker to have a drink - mung bean paste, at a chain fast food restaurant.After all, he was still in debt, so he could only ask for that.However, the migrant worker seemed quite understanding, so he sat down and chatted with him.

"I have worked in this game hall for almost 10 years," said the uncle, "the current manager is already the third owner. Although I also know that he has a bad character, he is tempting to spend money on selling games. Absolutely powerful enough."

"That's interesting," Mo Chonggan smiled, "I never spend money in the game, I really want to know how he would trick me into spending money in the game?"

"Should send someone to kill you."

"Oh, then let him kill it." Mo Chonggan said heartlessly, as if a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

"This is just the first trick, and then he will send other people to save you, and you will be grateful to those who helped." The migrant worker raised his paper cup and sipped mung bean paste, "When you have a good time with these people Yes, when they take you to spawn monsters and dungeons and you can’t keep up with your equipment, they will look at you disappointedly and ask why you don’t want to spend a little money. Then you will naturally recharge.”

Mo Chonggan couldn't help admiring what he heard. Fortunately, he has always been a lone ranger and never hugged an unknown thigh.

"Wochao Game Hall has its own guild, and the manager himself is the president. Everyone in the guild uses him to recharge at a discount. At present, Wochao Guild should be the strongest in "Wuxia"," said the working uncle.

Mo Chonggan knew that there were actually stronger guilds in the game than the Nest Guild, but it was true that the Nest Guild was No.2 and far away from No.3.Although he felt a little disapproving, he did not go to clarify the explanation with the migrant worker uncle.

The migrant worker drank up the mung bean paste and glanced at the drink machine at the counter. Mo Chonggan understood what he meant, and went to the counter to help him refill another cup.The migrant worker looked at Mo Chonggan gratefully: "Little Mo, you must be thinking about the reason why I promised to give you valuable things in the game, but I broke my promise."

"Oh, I don't really care."

"That day, I logged into my own account," the migrant worker sighed. "The Discovery was laundered. Everything was given away or traded away."

This migrant worker must be very unlucky.Don't think about it.

"So, I've always felt sorry," the migrant worker drank his second cup in one go, "Since I was fired today, I will give him the compensation that the manager asked for. The VR helmet is yours now, so you don't have to return it." .Take it as something I said I would give you."

Mo Chong thanked him and encouraged him: "Uncle, you are a good person, don't find such a worthless person in your next job."

"Little Mo, if you need to call me if you encounter any trouble while playing the game, just ask."

"Okay, I understand." Mo Chongqian originally thought that this working man could not be of much help, but he still left his contact information.He knew that this migrant worker was a good man who had helped him a lot, and he would repay him if he had the opportunity.

On the way home, Mo Chongqian knew that now that the problem with the VR helmet had been solved, the problem with his father would be next.

When he was young, Father Mo was an avid game programmer, and he often took Mo Chonggan to try out various games. Under his influence, Mo Chonggan always believed that there was nothing wrong with playing games and he could learn a lot .But since the time when his family was in decline, Father Mo's attitude has taken a 180-degree turn. He absolutely forbids Mo Chonggan to play any games, and his work is no longer related to the game in the slightest.Mo Chonggan didn't know what happened, but he knew his father was very sad, so he never asked.

However, the game habits and hobbies developed in childhood are difficult to change.During the period of time when the game was banned, if Mo Chonggan wanted to play, he could only secretly go to Internet cafes to practice for others occasionally to earn some pocket money.

The door opens.What Mo Chonggan saw was: the glass was shattered into fine slag and inlaid in the cracked wooden floor, the table was missing a leg, and the cushion was ripped out of cotton, and old man Mo was sitting in this mess, slumped holding his hand. head.

At first glance, the usury company has found this place again, and they have come to threaten them.

"Son, we're moving." Father Mo could still smile wryly.

"En." Mo Chonggan no longer had the impulse he had when his house was smashed for the first time.

"This time, I took a big order," Father Mo sat up straight and said, "As long as you give me one week, I can pay off the interest and 1/4 of the principal first. However, in order to be able to pay back the interest in one week, After finishing the work calmly, I plan to disappear. I have prepared 1200 yuan for you, and you can find a way to live well by yourself."

Mo Chongqian simply agreed, and he and Father Mo began to pack up the usable things in the house and prepare to leave home.In the end, Father Mo made a bundle with a bed sheet to put the sundries in, and carried it on his back together with the computer bag.The two of them, each carrying a large bag, walked downstairs in the gray-blue sky, like refugees.

The small hotel facing the street is full of workers, left-behind children and elderly people who have gone to the city to reunite with their parents, and there are also coquettishly dressed women coming in and out.

"Dad, what age has it been? You still have to stay in a hotel. Come with me." Mo Chongqian said, turned and left.

In the end, the two of them went to an Internet cafe that seemed to have a decent environment. Mo Chonggan dragged a chair for Old Mo Mo to put together, and then he sat down in front of the computer and fell asleep.

But he had been listening to what Papa Mo was doing.Soon, Father Mo fell asleep sitting up, like a tired traveler on a long-distance green leather train with a hard seat.

Mo Chonggan took out the helmet from his schoolbag, and moved to the farthest corner from this seat in the Internet cafe, and then he safely connected the VR helmet to the power supply and the network.

Start, log in - the game begins.

　Everyone, please don't forget to vote today, thank you!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)