Old Enemy Became Sweet and Sticky

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Even Shao Xian did not express explicit support.

Thinking about it now, he felt sorry for Qian Wenjie.

If Qian Shi Crayon still wants to pursue his dream, he must support him without reservation.

"Actually, I think the reason why your father clearly let you go to the company in the future should be because he is worried that you will have no way out in the future." Shao Xian analyzed patiently, "If you can find your own way, I believe Uncle Qian will support you."

Qian Wenjie nodded after hearing the words, with a tangled look on his face, as if he was hesitant to speak.

"Do you already have something you want to do?" Shao Xian guided him to say it.

Qian Wenjie struggled for a while, finally summoned up the courage, and said to the two friends: "I have always liked to play games, you all know. I want to continue playing games in the future."

Shao Xian pretended to be serious: "As far as I know, playing games costs money. Although you can make money in games, you can't make a lot of money in the end. Do you think Uncle Qian can rest assured?"

"I know, but who said that there is no way to play games?" Qian Wenjie bowed his head sadly, "I know you won't understand me."

Shao Xian couldn't help laughing, patted him on the shoulder, and deliberately provoked him: "I didn't say that playing games can't be successful, but you have to wait until you graduate from high school before deciding whether to continue playing games. If you can support yourself by then, Don't rely on your family, whatever you want to do, Baizhou and I will support you."

"Really?" Qian Wenjie immediately became happy.

Shao Xianzheng nodded his head.

He didn't plan to skip grades in high school, and when they graduated high school, they would be sixteen. For esports players, the age of sixteen is just the beginning.

Thinking of his previous life, every time Qian Wenjie watched an e-sports game and saw tears in his eyes, Shao Xian felt guilty.

Crayon is totally gifted for playing games.

But at the time, it seemed that playing games was not doing a proper job, and it happened that Qian's father was sick, and the burden of the Qian family fell on Qian Wenjie. Even if Qian Wenjie wanted to play games, he had no such responsibility - xing - Capital.

If you miss the best years, you will never have a chance.

"Great!" Qian Wenjie felt very happy.

Before he said it, he had already thought that the two academic friends might oppose him. After all, playing games was like playing a game in the eyes of others.

Unexpectedly, his two little friends are so powerful!

I am so happy!

He rushed over to hug Shao Xian, but was pushed away by Chen Baizhou.

"Don't be too happy, the most important thing now is that you perform well in the high school entrance examination and get into the first high school." Shao Xian poured him a pot of cold water at the right time.

Qian Wenjie grinned when he heard the words, he didn't make Shao Xian as a good friend.

Shao Xian was doing it for his own good, he knew.

"Hmmmm." He nodded again and again.

Shao Xian thought for a while, but still reminded him: "Uncle Qian and Auntie Wang have survived hard times. You should also pay more attention to their health. Remember to have a physical examination every year, so you can feel at ease."

"Okay." Qian Wenjie silently kept it in his heart.

The old man seems to be in a really bad mood recently. If you have time, you should go to the hospital for a check-up.

After playing a few games, Qian Wenjie consciously put it down and said seriously, "Xianxian, Baizhou, let's do the problem together."

He had this interest in learning, and Shao Xian certainly expressed his support.

After the three of them studied for a long time, Aunt Sun knocked on the door and called them to eat.

Qian Wenjie figured out the answer, pulled his mind out of the question, stretched out his arms, but his right arm was slapped away.

He turned to look at Chen Baizhou, "Why do you keep hitting me?"

Chen Baizhou gave him a cold look, "I will meet Xianxian."

"You're exaggerating," Qian Wenjie's eyes widened, his thick eyebrows filled with dissatisfaction, "I'll just stretch, what if I meet Xianxian? Xianxian doesn't care, what are you thinking about all day long? strength?"

The young people are angry, and sometimes they can quarrel over trivial matters. Shao Xian is used to it, so he just stood by and watched silently.

Chen Baizhou looked at him and said slowly, "You know, Xianxian is easily injured."

"Hey," Qian Wenjie rolled up his sleeves, "No matter how easy it is to get hurt, what if I touch it? Chen Baizhou, you are too lenient, you know?"

Shao Xian opened the door silently, "If you don't go down to eat, the meal will be cold."

Chen Baizhou obediently followed him downstairs.

"Xianxian, you judge the rationale," Qian Wenjie followed, insisting, "How many times, I have been able to endure until today is the result of my hard work and restraint. Usually I want to take your shoulder, but classmate Chen Baizhou will not let me. , now it's going too far."

Shao Xian also felt strange and couldn't help looking at Chen Baizhou.

Chen Baizhou said lightly: "I'm afraid he will press you."

"It sounds like I'm a pig." Qian Wenjie felt resentful in his heart. It was obvious that he knew him first.

He is not reconciled!

"Well, I see that it's snowing a lot outside. After dinner, let's go to a snowball fight. You two will vent your excess energy."

Shao Xian suggested while eating.

"good idea!"

Qian Wenjie took a provocative look at Chen Baizhou, quickly grabbed the rice, and planned to teach Chen a lesson later.

Chen Baizhou lowered his eyes without giving him a single look.

Chapter Thirty

The snow has fallen heavily, and the Shaojia Garden has been packaged in silver.

Ice World.

The three wore snow boots, leaving trail after trail in the garden.

"Xianxian, you are the referee for us both," Qian Wenjie said in high spirits, "I have to treat classmate Chen Baizhou today!"

Shao Xian smiled and looked at Chen Baizhou.

The child's expression was calm, his lips pursed slightly. Perhaps because of the raging cold wind, his cheeks were white from the cold, the tip of his nose was a little red, and his black hair and snow skin looked like a crystal clear snowman.

It's really pretty.

"Since I'm the referee, I'll say the rules of the game. Those who break the rules must not only admit defeat, but also be punished."

Shao Xian said, breaking a dead branch and drawing two opposite rectangular areas in the snow to bind them.

"When you are fighting, you can only run in this area. Once you step out of this area, the game will end immediately. In addition, snowballs are not allowed to hit the head, and one point will be deducted if they hit the head. One extra point. I'll count it for you. It's ten minutes, start now."

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