Reheat the game

Xiang Ming was walking at a constant speed of 3km/h while watching a movie on the treadmill.

That speed allows him to maintain his form well without breaking a sweat or messing up his look.

Accompanied by the sound of "Zi——", the door of the gym opened.

Xiang Ming was still walking at a constant speed, and from the corner of his eye, the person he was watching was slowly walking towards him.

Unobtrusively adjusted his expression, expanded his chest, straightened his back, and spoke to Ming.

Just said a social nonsense.

"coming."

Ruan Zemiao didn't answer, and walked directly to Xiang Ming in two or three steps. The distance between the two was less than one meter.

This is what Xiang Ming did not expect.

He thought that based on Ruan Zemiao's attitude towards him in the past few days after participating in the game, this person would set up a sniper platform three meters away from him after entering the door, and start shooting wildly if he disagreed with him.

Ruan Zemiao had a bad stomach from eating at noon?

He thought dimly in his heart...

After all, the person in front of me was also a glass stomach back then, and he couldn’t eat one or the other. If he ate hot, his mouth would burn his mouth and eat cold, and he would have diarrhea. When eating a meal, he must pay attention to the ingredients, the heat, the seasoning, and the cooking method. Spoiled.

However, after thinking about it, Xiang Ming felt that he seemed to have more energy than he wanted.

He felt his heart rate getting faster and faster, sweat began to break out on his forehead and back, he heard his breathing became more and more obvious, and his posture was no longer under his control.

Finally recovering from the slander, Xiang Ming saw an evil hand on the control screen of the treadmill he was on.

And this hand has no tendency to stop.

6km/h, 7km/h, 8km/h, 9km/h...

Until Xiang Ming also reached out and turned off the power directly.

Xiang Ming stood aside, not caring about his image anymore, leaning on the armrest, panting heavily, and looked at Ruan Zemiao, who was on the other side with a complacent expression, with condemning eyes.

After receiving the accusation from Xiang Ming's eyes, Ruan Zemiao naturally put on a commercial smirk as if nothing had happened, "Mr. Xiang, are you leaving?"

Tsk, I haven't learned anything well after all these years, Xiang Ming thought.

"Don't run away."

A hundred ways to kill Ruan Zemiao had already appeared in Xiang Ming's mind. The first way was to kill this evil spirit in the first round of the game, so that the scumbag could taste the pain of tutoring again.

"Okay, let's get down to business." Xiang Ming knew that Ruan Zemiao would have to wait until the game started tomorrow if he wanted Ruan Zemiao to initiate the conversation. He looked behind Ruan Zemiao and confirmed that there were only the two of them in the gym and that the door had closed automatically before Ruan Zemiao could speak. Nonsense will take the initiative to enter the topic.

"You...how did you come to this game?"

When Xiang Ming asked this sentence, his eyes were a little puzzled, but also hopeful.

Ruan Zemiao felt a little strange seeing Xiang Ming's expression, what's so hard to understand?

And what about the expectations in your eyes?

Bewitched?

"For the money. Who wouldn't be tempted by the 5000 million bonus." Ruan Zemiao said concisely.

After finishing speaking, he still didn't forget to add a sentence, "Aren't you also moved, Mr. Xiang?"

Hearing Ruan Zemiao's words, Xiang Ming's expression went blank for a moment.

He remembered that he saw the news that the Ruan Group was insolvent for a long time and finally declared bankruptcy on TV that year.

He tried to dial the familiar number, but he couldn't get through.

Shortly thereafter, there were news reports that the chairman died of a sudden illness.

Then there was no news of the family members.

but......

for money?

Seeing Xiang Ming's frowning and silent expression, Ruan Zemiao lost his temper, "You came to me to ask this?"

Today, Ruan Zemiao was called out for an interview. One of the items to be resolved was to confirm the reason for Ruan Zemiao to participate in this game.

But after knowing the reason, Xiang Ming felt even more confused.

"Not at all." He mused.

"What about the others? Come on, I'll go back after I finish talking." Ruan Zemiao said impatiently.

A series of questions and preset developments that Xiang Ming had prepared before were disrupted by Ruan Zemiao's answer, so he could only rearrange his language and ask, "Do you know anything about this game?"

"No." Ruan Zemiao shrugged and said.

"Then you will come to participate when you receive a leaflet with garbage typesetting!" Xiang Ming raised his voice.

Look, I'm not the only one who thinks the typesetting is rubbish, Ruan Zemiao took time to think wildly in his mind.

But soon he put away his fugue again.

"Didn't you also come to participate?" Ruan Zemiao said indifferently.

What Xiang Ming was about to say next was choked back by Ruan Zemiao, but he did not give up, and continued: "I... I have my own reasons for coming to this game this time. But the more I think about it now, the more I feel that The game is not normal!... Otherwise, you should retire. You have no advantage in this game. In terms of experience, experience, scheming, intelligence, and even physical strength, there are players who are better than you People. What are you going to use to compete with these people in the next eight rounds of individual competition? You don’t need to bet yourself for prizes that may not even exist.”

Ruan Zemiao did not remind Xiang Ming that you are also one of "these people".

He glanced at Xiang Ming and said, "What? After all these years, you still look down on me so much?"

Uncontrollable, Ruan Zemiao's tone showed some resentment that he didn't realize: "That's right, in your heart, I'm just a rich second generation who spends money and has no brains. Now that I have no money, I'm not a rich second generation anymore." , I guess there is only no brain left."

"Since when did I see you like that?!"

Xiang Ming felt a little distressed when he heard the resentment in Ruan Zemiao's tone, but he couldn't control his emotional anger.

After so many years, Xiang Ming thought that at the age of 30, he could control his emotions well.

Only now did I realize that Ruan Zemiao hadn't appeared in my life these years.

Ruan Zemiao probably had his explosive spot long ago.

Ruan Zemiao made an exaggerated "cut", and rolled his eyes to the ceiling, "You still want to ask me? Why don't you dig out your eyeballs and ask them? Maybe your cute eyeballs can give you desired answer."

After speaking, Ruan Zemiao suddenly changed into a shocked face, "Yes, I forgot that you don't have eyeballs in your eye sockets, so you can ask the sky and the earth."

At this moment, Xiang Ming was suddenly grateful that the game bracelet could only detect their suicide mood swings and not their mood swings of wanting to commit homicide.

Otherwise, the sirens would probably have rang through the villa by now.

Be patient, for so many years, starting as a product manager, I have never seen any big storms.

Xiang Ming kept hinting to himself in his heart to be patient.

He took two deep breaths to confirm that he was still alive and hadn't been blasted by Ruan Zemiao before he straightened up and continued to speak: "Whether it was before or now, I didn't think like you just said, I don't know you Where did my misunderstanding come from. Of course, we will not go to the source for the time being. I just advise you from an objective point of view that money can be obtained through other methods, and you don’t need to choose such a risky one. game."

For this game, Ruan Zemiao also has a subtle feeling that something is wrong, but at the same time he doesn't think it will be as risky as Xiang Ming said

"It's a big deal and I will be made up again." Ruan Zemiao said in an understatement tone.

"What are your brains for! It's so amazing to have eyes, you don't even need your brains! What 0141 said is that the risk is directly proportional to the benefit, do you listen with your eyes!"

Feeling that he was a little angry with the few words just now, Xiang Ming tried his best to suppress his anger, and continued: "The risk is equivalent to 5000 million income, if you think about it carefully, will it be as simple as making up lessons?"

Of course I know it's not that simple.

But I'm sure I can't think of anything concrete right now.

"It's not that simple." Ruan Zemiao changed his posture, leaning on the armrest of the treadmill like Xiang Ming did before, and said, "If you think it's not easy, you can just quit the race yourself. Why are you trying to persuade me?"

Narrowing his eyes, Ruan Zemiao said, "Or are you starting the game now? I'm your first target to clear?"

Xiang Ming's expression froze again, and then there was a flash of injury.

But the addition of the two transformations is only an instant, so short that Ruan Zemiao couldn't find it at all.

Xiang Ming maintained the previous posture and stood motionless, looking at Ruan Zemiao steadfastly.

There are cold arrows, bullets, kunai, meteor hammers, grenades, and mortars in his eyes.

Ruan Zemiao was defeated first, he raised a hand, and said in surrender: "OK, I was joking just now, I admit that although your character is very erratic, there is still a bottom line, you will not do such a thing .”

Ruan Zemiao put down his hands after speaking, and asked helplessly, "Then what position do you use to educate me? You must know that we are enemies now."

Xiang Ming didn't answer.

He silently put away the cold arrows, bullets, kunai, meteor hammers, grenades, and mortars in his eyes.

It seems that he admits that his character has a bottom line but refuses to answer the following questions.

Ruan Zemiao didn't let him go, and said with a half-smile: "From my former tutor's position?"

To be honest, Xiang Ming didn't know what position he used to persuade Ruan Zemiao, he just felt that Ruan Zemiao shouldn't get involved in this matter.

Seeing that Xiangming still didn't answer, Ruan Zemiao put away his indecent expression, and asked word by word with a deadpan face, "Or... are you taking my ex-boyfriend's standpoint?"

The screen appears to have been muted.

The two looked at each other steadily, as if they wanted to see their own eyes sore or the other's eyes explode.

"If you accept my suggestion from this standpoint, then—" Xiang Ming took a deep breath and said.

However, he finally made up his mind to say what he said before he was interrupted by Ruan Zemiao: "I don't accept it. If you want to show your concern as an ex-boyfriend, sorry, you showed up too late."

"I also tried..." Xiang Ming said hesitantly.

What are you trying to do?

In the final analysis, nothing he did back then was of any use.

Thinking of that time, Xiang Ming felt a little frustrated.

Ruan Zemiao quietly pricked up his ears.

Then he heard Xiang Ming change the subject stiffly, "If you want to continue, I hope you will be more serious and cautious."

Ruan Zemiao's heart galloped through a thousand grass X horses.

He had reason to suspect that Xiang Ming was making him suffer before taking revenge on himself.

"Also, it doesn't matter if you don't want to call me like before. You can call me Xiang Ming together with most of the people here. If you just call me Mr. Xiang from now on, it will be easy to cause misunderstanding. .....I'm leaving first, and it will be safer to come out later... Ruan Zemiao."

After saying this, Xiang Ming bowed his head and left the gym.

Ruan Zemiao was still leaning on the armrest, staring at nothing in the air until the sound of the gym door closing reminded him to return to his soul.

How did I call Xiang Ming before?

Some scenes that he tried his best to forget automatically appeared in Ruan Zemiao's mind.

The countless conversations in the screen overlapped with a title.

He opened his mouth, but Ruan Zemiao found that he couldn't make a sound.

The author has something to say: Poster typesetting staff: Maybe, have you heard of coconut palm juice?

Procrastinating until today, I finally cleared the customs and fulfilled my wish... the whole person is not good

The difference between playing by yourself and watching live is really big! ! !

My sincere regards to Mr. He's family.