The Good Mother System

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Shan Jingqiu looked at the child, smiled and threw a question: "Dongdong, you told your mother that you want to do e-sports in the future? Is this your dream?"

Xiang Dong nodded in a daze, but quickly and sincerely said to his mother: "Yes, mother, this is indeed my dream. I have already considered it seriously, and I also have corresponding plans..." He wanted to be well. Ditong's mother once again talked about his plan.

Shan Jingqiu didn't wait for her son to finish, and quickly pulled out two laptops from the bag behind her. That's why she took the laptop with no material at home from Xiang Nianzu, just waiting for now. ! She smiled secretly in her heart.

"Mom wants to get a good understanding of your dreams, come here, download the game you play on two computers, and teach mom how to play while downloading, and then mom plays with you several times , Can be considered as an experience." She said seriously, not like a joke at all.

Xiang Dong was shocked when he heard this. After all, in his opinion, his mother might also be suitable for playing games such as landlord and mahjong. This kind of competitive game can be said to be impossible to fight with his mother. , But the little happiness in his heart couldn't help but take root. His mother was willing to take the initiative to understand the game that was thousands of miles away for her, only for him. Such things filled his heart.

He chose to download on both computers, borrowed his mobile phone from his mother, clicked on the online video, and explained it carefully based on his mother.

Playing games requires a little talent, and not only talent, but also hand speed and thinking. He and his mother must be a little bit different by the time. He has to let his mother explain, and he wanders at the same time. Tianwai, after all, how to show the skills and not let the rookie mother who can't play at all lose it is not ugly, this is not an easy task!

Xiang Dong said that sometimes it is much harder to lose than to win.

He explained the game to his mother with extra patience. From the buttons to the roles, skills, and strategies in the game, he explained nothing in detail. It just happened that the game download took a long time, so he quietly arranged the corresponding script in his heart. After a while, he was ready for how to let his mother hit him twice without showing a trace, and then how to praise his mother. He silently gave himself a compliment, and was satisfied with his complete consideration.

Twenty minutes later.

Looking at the screen that was grayed out again with the death of the game character, Xiangdong deeply doubted his game skills, whether he was too arrogant and overestimating his abilities, or he thought he was very powerful. The game talent is inherited from his mother, and he has not inherited all of his mother's talent?

"Son, let's say we can see who will die five times first? Come on!" Shan Jingqiu, who played seriously at the computer, greeted her son happily. The role played by the son in the game has been resurrected. Why didn't she go online yet, she had been so rapturous that she hadn't noticed her son's grievances.

Xin was darker than the character who had just died. The hero manipulating the game to the east walked on the line at the speed of a tortoise. After a while, after swiping twice, his screen quickly turned gray again.

He watched his mother eagerly manipulate the purple hero she had just started to dance mockingly on his "corpse", and at the same time the hero's lines were played loudly on the computer: "There is nothing that can hit."

Well, it's a mocking index max.

Xiang Dong looked at his mother who was very happy at this time with no expression. He, a dignified strongest player, was praised by professional players many times, but was beaten to death by his mother.

It turns out he was wrong, but it's actually quite easy to lose.

Doesn't he need face? The aggrieved little man in Xiangdong's heart has silently drawn circles.