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Chapter 1100 Which dance team are you from?

"Are you writing a game?"

Jin Zhigang looked at Li Yang's computer and asked in surprise.

Yes! Here comes another knowledgeable person. Li Yang was a little excited, and a long-lost smile appeared on his young face.

"Brother, I'm stuck at this step, and my boss said you can help me solve the problem."

Jin Zhigang rubbed his big hands, rolled up his sleeves and sat down, "Let me give it a try, brother. To be honest, I have wanted to make a game for a long time. You are more capable than me. I am a dreamer and you are a doer."

The two of them gathered in front of the computer. Seeing that they had nothing to do, Su Jian wandered over to the guests.

She was more interested in the uncle who played games. He placed a box of cheap cigarettes on his table and the ashtray was full of cigarette butts.

There is a special smoking area in the Internet cafe, but some people stay in their seats and smoke secretly in order not to waste time surfing the Internet. Anyway, there are no women and non-smokers don't mind smoking second-hand smoke.

Realizing that there was an extra person beside him, Cai Guozheng raised his head and glanced up, and quickly put out the cigarette in his hand in fear.

"You're a little girl, what are you doing standing behind me?"

"Uncle, I saw you playing games."

"What's there to see? Walk around, stay away from me."

"I'm just taking a look and won't disturb you."

"I'm not even allowed to look at you. Whose girl do you think is going to an Internet cafe to watch people playing games?"

Su Jian couldn't help laughing and said, "Uncle, do you have prejudices against girls?"

"Do you have a fart stereotype? It's not safe here. There's a lot of people here, and little girls are always there to join in the fun."

"It's okay, I came with my third brother."

Cai Guozheng raised his butt and looked at the bar. There was indeed someone with Li Yang's head gathered together. He didn't know what they were discussing.

"Go somewhere else and look. My place smells like cigarette smoke, which is not good for you."

"It's okay, I don't mind if you smoke."

"I mind!"

What's wrong with this kid? He finally found an excuse to come out and play games. She was standing behind him, as if his wife was holding a feather duster and was ready to hit him on the head at any time.

Are some women born to be tigresses?

"Uncle, what game are you playing?"

"Darkness" is a popular stand-alone game on the Internet. Unexpectedly, it can also be seen in her own Internet cafe. Su Jian glanced at Li Yang who was busy at the bar with approval.

Cai Guozheng didn't want to talk to her anymore. The 80 yuan Internet fee for two hours was the money he had saved for two months. He could buy more than 20 kilograms of high-quality pork belly. If his wife knew that he used the money to throw it into the water,

If you throw it away, you will definitely kill him with a knife.

Putting on the headset and continuing to kill, Su Jian watched from behind with great interest.

Games can indeed make people excited, but classmate Su Jian possesses peerless martial arts skills, and she prefers the real version of fighting.

Finally, the uncle let out a roar in his throat and finally found a sense of accomplishment in the game. He won.

After winning, his behavior was a little weird. He stood up and pulled Su Jian and started to dance the waltz.

"One click, two click..."

The two people at the bar were a little dumbfounded.

Jin Zhigang knew his junior sister well, and there was nothing he could do to stop her.

Although I have never seen her dance, I can imagine that wearing a beautiful dance dress, she must be the most shining star in the audience.

The small space in the Internet cafe is not suitable for waltzing, but the two of them cooperated perfectly, and the uncle's joy and happiness skyrocketed, reaching a state of ecstasy.

"Little girl, what's your name? Which dance team are you in?"

After stopping his dancing, Cai Guozheng asked with a smile on his face.

"My name is Su Jian..."

"Oh, from the Soviet dance team!"

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