Just ask, no matter who is sleeping, he will be confused when he is sucked by a basin of cold water on his head.

Wang Xiaohua's condition is like this at this moment. He just lay on his clothes and fell asleep for a while, but suddenly felt a chill in his head and woke up.

Although he felt that he had just fallen asleep because he was thinking about developing the machine, but because he read the martial arts novel written by Mr. Jin Yongxin. However, after he recovered from his confusion, the expression on his face turned into anger.

"What are you doing!" Wang Xiaohua shouted to his parents.

Then he saw Takahashi standing outside the bedroom door watching the fun, pointed at him and said, "Who is this?"

"This is the president! President Takahashi!" Mother Wang turned her head and said to Takahashi, "The child is young and ignorant. You have a lot of experience as an elder. Don't be as knowledgeable as a junior."

Takahashi touched his nose and wanted to say that he was only nineteen years old this year. However, after thinking about it, he shouldn't say it.

His identity is the president. Although he doesn't have much feeling about this identity, he doesn't seem to feel the boy who is lying on the bed. But if he put his seniority to the same seniority as the boy, he probably would feel very embarrassed by this boy's parents, especially his mother.

"It's okay!" Takahashi smiled indifferently. He didn't want to make this family scene furious for too long. He asked, "Did you get back with a handheld machine development machine yesterday?"

When Wang Xiaohua heard the words "Handle Machine Development Machine", he was even more responsive than when the president heard the reaction. He glanced at his father Wang Qiang. This development machine was a shield for his martial arts novels. If he said he wanted to come back just to read novels, he would probably be drawn to the Soviet Union even if he ran to Mohe.

Now, it's not as good as...

He thrust his chest and wanted to use the tone of "I will still be a hero in 18 years", "That's right! It's me!"

"Well... it's pretty good... I don't know what game you want to make?" Takahashi asked.

"I...of course it's a martial arts game! The most hero is for the chicken and the goose! I want to make a game where I am a hero myself!" Wang Xiaohua said more and more smoothly.

Over the past period of time, he has been fascinated by martial arts novels. Although he is not as obsessed with it, no matter from that perspective, he seems to be a little ignorant of the world.

Mother Wang and Dad Wang watched their son sitting on the bed and bragging against the roof, for fear that the warm skin covered with the roof would be confusing to make them look warm and they all fell down.

However, they lowered their heads and remembered that they live in a building now! There is no such thing as wheat skin!

However, they still think it's better to nod. After all, they don't know how much they have to raise their sons since they were young.

They all felt their faces burning and painful when they were blowing like this, and they felt uncomfortable no matter how they thought.

The two big words "embarrassing" seemed to be stuck on their foreheads.

"Then tell me what exactly should this game be like?" Takahashi continued to ask.

"Uh..." Wang Xiaohua's smooth eloquence seemed to have been hit hard. Although he did not cover his chest, he still had to think about it before he could figure out what he and this game that boasted about Haikou would look like.

Fortunately, he had never eaten pork and had seen pig run. Although his father Wang Qiang banned him from playing game consoles, Wanhu is an expert in electronic games. Not to mention that the game consoles all over the world are gathered in the welfare clubs in Wanhu China.

After several games he had watched in his mind, he said, "I want to make such a game!"

He shook his head as if he was flooded with water and said, "A kid lives in an inn at a young age, doing rough and tiring work every day. His parents are missing. He was adopted by his aunt. Although he works in an inn, he has the heart to become a hero to practice martial arts. Well..."

"Because my aunt's strict discipline," he continued to look at his parents, "and he used his spare time to make a secret passage to run out of the inn. Then..."

Some Wang Xiaohua, who could not write it, turned his eyes and looked at Quanyong's book...

"Oh! He met a Zui Taoist! This Zui Taoist called him a few moves! And then..."

He glanced at the portrait of the Cowherd and Weaver Girl hanging on the wall, and said as soon as he opened his mind, "Oh! Then he accidentally broke into a small island, saw a girl taking a bath, and stole the girl's clothes. And... the girl also discovered him! There is a custom in this small island that a girl would marry someone who looked at her when she was seen! So... people who like girls lined up by the bathtub... No! This boy became the little girl's husband that night. However, this matter was not right! After being discovered by the little girl's grandmother, it became complicated..."

Wang Xiaohua looked at his room again, and it seemed that there was nothing that could inspire him. He looked at Takahashi and said, "I'm going to say these things for the time being! I can guarantee that this must be a very popular game!"

Wang Xiaohua said while patting his chest.

The father and mother of the king were embarrassed when they listened to their son's nonsense and sighed as if they had accepted their fate. They didn't know whether they felt that their son was poisoned by martial arts novels or were flooded with the heads that had been poured with cold water just now.

"President! President Takahashi! You see that my son is still young, so he will talk nonsense. He will not develop this game anymore. Let's change the development machine back. You have a lot of them. Don't be as good as him. Don't be angry..." Mother Wang said apologetically.

Takahashi had a calm face and didn't speak. Although he did not have the aura of being angry and self-reliant, the aura brought by his identity, although it was not as good as an angel halo on his head, could be used as a flashlight at night, and could be taken as a donut when he was hungry. However, it also brought a lot of pressure to those who faced him.

The ordinary middle-aged father was also a little scared at this moment. He only realized now that the president he offended was to be cut off from his future in ten thousand households!

No! It’s even more terrible than cutting off the future! It’s a way out of life in thousands of households!

Others don’t know, and even their own wife doesn’t know. Wanhu has what kind of influence in the industry they are engaged in.

If you are expelled from ten thousand households for this reason, no unit dares to ask for it.

I'm fine, but I'm used to suffering.

But what should I do with my wife and children?

I have no friends who ask my wife to make love...

well!

Let’s admit your bad luck!
Chapter completed!