After having the Shenhao system, I was forced to spend money on men

After logging into the "Yongyao" mobile game and starting matching, Cen Jinjin chose a hero who relied on critical strikes, Sun Wukong.

This hero's initial critical hit rate is only 27%, and with the blessing of the game's European Emperor's physique, Cen Jinjin rolls out critical hits.

The player on the opposite side is also an assassin, so I couldn't help but ask questions on the public screen: [A critical hit from the stick? ! 】

Switching to the self-propelled chess game, Teamfight Tactics, only when the player reaches level 7 can he have a 1% chance of getting a golden chess piece.

Similarly, with the European Emperor buff, any chess piece that Cen Jinjin wants to obtain can be obtained.

Other players:

[This lifespan game? ! 】

[Do you feel anything strange in your body? 】

[The people standing on your left and right are Black and White Impermanence? ! 】

Li Xinyi's wolf-like gaze made Cen Jinjin's scalp numb:

"The adg club hasn't found a substitute player yet, how about...you join?"

In order to prove whether the European Emperor's physique can only play a role in critical strikes, Cen Jinjin asked Jiang Zhino to play games.

One-on-one duel, playing the client game "Hero", which is the current main game of the adg club.

Jiang Zhiye put off training for half a day, holding his cell phone close to his body, staring at the chat history with Cen Jinjin in a daze, secretly regretting that he should have waited until she was by his side before telling her.

The white chat bubble popped up, and Jiang Zhizhi was shocked. He was not so nervous even when the crystal still had a trace of blood during the game.

They communicated via mobile phone. Jiang Zhino had a lot to say, but now, he was mute.

Didn't seem to hear her cry?

It must be sad...

I should have punched that bitch in the face a few more times last night.

"Why do you suddenly want me to play one-on-one?" Jiang Zhino said.

"What, are you busy?" Cen Jinjin asked. If he was busy, he would ask Yu Jingmo to bring his laptop.

"You're not busy!" Jiang Zhino raised his voice anxiously, attracting Ji Chuan and others to look over.

Ji Chuan glanced at his head and said with a meaningful smile: "I said why don't you train? It turns out that you are secretly playing games with your sister-in-law!"

"Go, go, don't talk nonsense!"

When Jiang Zhiye heard the word "sister-in-law", his reaction was even greater than that of Cen Jinjin. He covered his mouth to cover the slightly raised corners of his mouth.

Wait, what is he laughing at?

That bad woman is feeling sad right now!

"Ahem," he cleared his throat, thinking that he would let the bad woman torture him hard later to vent his anger, "What kind of hero do you need me to play?"

"Play what you're good at." Cen Jinjin said.

"Huh? Well, good."

Ji Chuan was afraid that Jiang Zhiye, an innocent and noble young man, would not follow the path, so he whispered in his ear:

"Don't bully others later."

But Jiang Zhiye turned around and glared, didn't he know this?

At the beginning of the game, Cen Jinjin chose not to use the game's European Emperor's physique first, wanting to see the actual gap between himself and Jiang Zhino first.

The actual difference is...

Jiang Zhino was killed eight times by her!

How can anyone improve their skills?

On the other side, Jiang Zhino smiled charmingly, "Young man, I won't be able to charm you to death."

In his career, he has not died eight times in total.

Ji Chuan, who was standing next to him, also cast a pleased look at him.

It's that simple to win a girl's favor.

"If you let me go any further, half a year's salary will be deducted from your salary." Cen Jinjin laughed angrily.

"!" Jiang Zhiye was anxious, shouldn't she be very happy!

Immediately afterwards, Cen Jinjin was killed eight times in a row by Jiang Zhiye and blocked in a spring.

What's going on makes me even more angry!

"One more shot, I'm serious, you should be serious too."

Hearing this, Ji Chuan offered his advice: "Don't be so obvious about it."

Jiang Zhiye nodded like a schoolboy.

The second one, the game European Emperor's physique, is triggered.

There were endless exclamations in the adg villa:

"Damn it, how can she get a critical hit just like a wet nurse!"

"Why does her soldier seem to be a human being?"

The other three teammates were also attracted.

"Why does our little soldier act like a retard?"

"You're not even dead?! My critical hit rate is already 90%!"

Jiang Zhiye stopped letting loose and showed off his hand speed and strength that he had been single for 20 years.

Under the absolute strength, the effect of Ou Huang's physique is limited.

But coupled with Cen Jinjin's existing skills, compared with Shi Le who was kicked out of the team, his strength is comparable.

"You only killed her twice in three minutes? You were killed once!" His teammates were in disbelief.

"I'm going to blanch, stop fighting! Home! Base! Crystal! The soldiers on the opposite side will steal the home!"

What's the situation, a single soldier can still steal someone's house in a duel?

Jiang Zhino, lost.

"It's fake..." Ji Chuan couldn't believe it.

"Am I right? Brother Ye lost to a woman?"

"The opponent's style of play is really weird."

Afterwards, all the team members took turns to challenge each other. At the beginning, they were all defeated by their strength. In the end, they were either defeated by small details, or stolen by soldiers. Even when they secretly killed wild monsters in the grass, they would be robbed by Cen Jinjin's casual skills. Strange gold coins.

Finally, with the persuasion of Ji Chuan and Li Xinyi, Cen Jinjin agreed to become the team's substitute player.

But she only played in the most critical decisive game of the game. After all, her physique was so weird!

Cen Jinjin lay back on the tatami bag sofa and played a game, which exhausted her cervical and lumbar spine.

"Cervical pain? Try this."

Yu Jingmo remembered the ointment he said he wanted to give her.

"Lower your head and put it on for you."

He sat on the chair, bent down and lifted the seaweed-like hair from the back of Cen Jinjin's neck. His warm fingertips accidentally touched the delicate and soft flesh of her neck.

Cen Jinjin's back is extremely sensitive, and when she washes her hair at the barber shop, she is unwilling to let the barber massage the back of her neck.

Yu Jingmo's fingertips were warm and rough, leaving residual warmth wherever they stayed on the skin.

It was like the spread of electric current, stimulating her nerves, causing her to feel numb and numb, and her waist straightened forward unconsciously.

Yu Jingmo's hands trembled slightly again as he tore open the adhesive side of the ointment.

Seeing this, Li Xinyi picked up the phone and put it to her ear: "Hello? Mom, you said..."

While winking at Yu Jingmo, he went out to watch the wind.

She is a staunch purist!

In the room, Yu Jingmo took out a square ointment, fixed it on the back of Cen Jinjin's neck, and adjusted its position.

He brushed away her hair with one hand and fixed the plaster with the other. His fingertips covered Cen's skin, like touching a shelled egg, which was white, smooth and tender, with a slight coolness.

His throat rolled. He didn't know why, but when the patient was her, her lip lines would tighten with nervousness, her breathing would slow down, and the scent of lavender lingered on the tip of her nose.

It was so quiet that he could hear his own heartbeat.

"Jin Jin." His voice suddenly became deep and hoarse.

"Huh?" Cen Jinjin didn't notice at all.

"Tell me, am I good to you?"

"It's pretty good." She said without thinking.

"for example?"

At this moment, Cen Jinjin couldn't answer.

Too much.

What I remember most is that when I was in elementary school, several children in the village went swimming under the supervision of Uncle Yu Jingmo. As a result, Cen Jinjin was washed deep downstream by the current.

It was only when Yu Jingmo, who was only ten years old, carried him up and stepped on his shoulders that Cen Jinjin was able to breathe.

She turned around and faced Yu Jingmo with a smile, her smile full of joy for the rest of her life:

"I remember, you saved me! You have really sharp eyes. There were so many people at the time, and your uncle didn't even notice that I was washed down."

Fortunately, there is Yu Jingmo.

"Because I can only see you."

He said.

His pair of peach blossom eyes filled with emotion were slightly wet, like a pond where broken cherry blossoms had fallen.