Huayu: Starting by piggybacking on the fame of "Fairy Mom"

On the last day of the May Day holiday, Da Meili went to pick up her car, and the two groups split up.

Liu Xiaoli gave her phone to her daughter, saying she would come to pick her up later.

Zhou Wenqiong had been having a great time lately and was in a good mood, so she decided to let the little brat have some fun too and gave Zhou Xiaobai fifty yuan.

Zhou Xiaobai was just praising his older sister, but in the blink of an eye, the money ended up in Liu Qianqian's hands.

The two arrived at a newly opened large shopping mall, a foreign brand with a complete range of products. Liu Qianqian told Zhou Xiaobai they were going to play games, so they secretly told Da Meili they were just browsing around here.

"Boss, fifty coins, please." Having just received an unexpected income, Liu Qianqian was quite generous at this moment.

In the past, we would buy five at a time, five for one yuan each, but this time we bought ten for ten yuan.

The boss was stunned. There are pretty young women playing this?

He didn't treat the two as real children. Zhou Xiaobai and Liu Qianqian had grown taller and looked no shorter than fourth or fifth graders. Most of the children who came to play here were in that age group.

After collecting the money and giving out the tokens, the boss glanced at the group of young, blond-haired kids yelling in front of the arcade machine and felt a pang of worry.

But it's not shameful to make money. Fights are common in arcades, and I don't care if you fight to the death.

"Cough cough."

The arcade was filled with smoke, the smell of tobacco, and an unpleasant, foul odor.

Hearing Liu Qianqian cough, Zhou Xiaobai didn't want to stay any longer: "Qianqian, let's not fight anymore, okay?"

"beat."

Liu Qianqian didn't turn her head back.

She hasn't had a proper time to play since recording songs before the Lunar New Year; even the donkeys in the production team aren't as fast as her.

Now that the dust has settled and we're just waiting for the harvest, how can we not be happy?

The two of them reached for the Street Fighter game console in the corner.

The machine's buttons were worn down to their metallic color, while only the joystick head was shiny and smooth, like a callus formed after countless life-and-death battles.

Everyone took their positions, and Liu Qianqian's words were full of menace: "Which one do you choose?"

"Whatever." Zhou Xiaobai's voice disappeared instantly into the noisy background.

The selection screen is cold and dazzling.

Zhou Xiaobai casually clicked "Ken," his fiery red headband and golden hair resembling small, burning flames.

Liu Qianqian's cursor wandered aimlessly across the screen, but finally hesitated before landing on "Gulie," a resolute soldier.

Three, two, one! The countdown ends.

Liu Qianqian clenched her hands tightly.

Zhou Xiaobai had never seen her with such a violent and fierce appearance.

Was it all an act before? Has the Little Tyrant been upgraded to the Big Tyrant?

However, he soon realized that Liu Qianqian had been suppressing herself all this time—her parents' relationship problems, the responsibility of recording the album... These were like an invisible burden, making it hard for her to breathe.

Even though she is optimistic by nature, an eight-year-old child would definitely break down if she didn't have a strong heart.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xiaobai's eyes filled with pity and affection...

Before he could think any further, Liu Qianqian's "Gulie" leaped up instantly, its toes slamming into "Ken's" defense with a loud thud. The sound was terrifying, and only the screen trembled slightly.

They started with a relentless, overwhelming pressure; this style was frighteningly unfamiliar and showed no mercy.

Zhou Xiaobai controlled "Ken" to take a half step back, and seeing "Guy" hesitate slightly when he forcefully jumped, he decisively rushed forward!

The fist blasted out with a fierce wind—the screen flashed red light, and Liu Qianqian's "Gulie" was blasted into the air, its body stiffened for a moment, and then it fell heavily to the ground.

The game's "KO" sound effect was sharp and piercing, echoing in this small corner.

Making the fiercest expression, enduring the most brutal beatings, it turns out he's just a newbie.

If you can't beat someone in a game, take revenge in real life.

Liu Qianqian kicked Zhou Xiaobai in the leg: "I'll teach you to hit me, I'll teach you to hit me! If you're so capable, go hit Mom and Auntie."

Zhou Xiaobai dared not speak out in anger: I'll let you off the hook today, but I'll beat you until you call me daddy later!

"Again"

Same character, same "KO" sound.

Another kick, this time without a word.

"Again"

The result was... losing three times in a row. Liu Qianqian's anger was building up in her eyes, a prelude to a volcanic eruption.

Zhou Xiaobai was so frightened that his legs trembled.

"Again..."

It's the same character again, Zhou Xiaobai is deliberately letting the opponent win.

He was scared; he was truly scared.

...In less than a minute, the sound of "KO" rang out again. Zhou Xiaobai lost, and lost ten rounds in a row, losing both his reputation and his honor.

Liu Qianqian was smug, and her gaping teeth started to spit air again. She handed over ten yuan: "I'm thirsty, go buy me some soda."

Without saying a word, Zhou Xiaobai took it and left.

"Boss, two bottles of soda."

The boss responded, and the caps on two bottles of orange liquid were immediately removed and placed on the counter.

Zhou Xiaobai, who was holding a soda, suddenly saw a few blond-haired guys whispering to each other.

Upon seeing Zhou Xiaobai's gaze, they immediately met each other's eyes, their demeanor extremely arrogant.

Hey! Aren't these the same group of blond-haired punks who got beaten up at the barbecue that night?

Zhou Xiaobai didn't have time to pay attention; delivering the soda was more important. He went to the corner and handed the soda over.

Liu Qianqian snatched the change, counted it, and then took the soda and gulped it down.

How much do you worry about me?

Zhou Xiaobai was furious.

After Liu Qianqian quenched her thirst, Zhou Xiaobai leaned close to her ear and whispered something while pointing in the direction of the blond-haired boy.

"Let's go, let's take them down. I said last time I'd beat them every time I saw them, and I can't go back on my word." Liu Qianqian's face was fierce, and she was still seething with anger. "You've delivered yourselves to my doorstep, thank you in advance."

Liu Qianqian led Zhou Xiaobai swaggering up to the blond-haired boy. She put her hands on her hips and said, "Call me Grandma..." She wanted to be fierce, but the voice that came out was cute and innocent, and she couldn't see any threat in it.

"Pfft!" Zhou Xiaobai burst out laughing.

However, the blond-haired kids seemed to have forgotten what Liu Qianqian had said last time; they didn't leave. Presumably, seeing so many people, they weren't afraid and even surrounded her.

Zhou Xiaobai tried to block Liu Qianqian behind him, but it was no use.

"Watch me."

As she spoke, Liu Qianqian rushed over and kicked one of the blond-haired boys in the thigh.

The blond-haired guy stumbled and took a few steps back, knocking down several people.

With Zhou Xiaobai backing her up, Little Tyrant kicked them one by one without even lifting a finger, and soon a whole bunch of them were on the ground.

"Call me Grandma."

No one spoke.

Seeing no response, Liu Qianqian kicked him twice, and Zhou Xiaobai also planned to learn her spanking technique.

"Grandma...Grandma..."

These blond-haired bastards are quick to seize the moment. The shadow of the spanking they suffered last time is still fresh in their minds. Back then, there were fewer people, and the shameful incident didn't spread. But now, there's a huge crowd of them!

The scene was the same as at the barbecue stall last time, with the same air conditioning blowing out and the same murmurs of conversation...

The shopkeeper at the counter didn't even realize that the cigarette had slipped from his mouth. It felt like a scene from a Street Fighter game had come to life.

Without much thought, the boss stepped in to smooth things over, stopping Liu Qianqian and the other girl and letting the blond-haired guy leave. He then paid Liu Qianqian 100 coins to settle the matter.

These days, nobody really cares about these kinds of fights.

Liu Qianqian was overjoyed. She could play, fight, and earn money all at the same time. She wasn't losing out at all.

The daughter is a street fighter here, while the mother and aunt are showing off their good looks there.