Chapter 1 Buy Jiashi

Dizzy.

When Chen Xing woke up, noisy game background sounds came from his headphones, and there were a few people chattering and talking, and his tone sounded unfriendly.

He held the headphones and felt a little moved. He was not yet thirty, and he couldn't do it all night.

You can't accept old age.

"Come on."

While Chen Xing was speaking, he placed his hand on the keyboard.

"Stay going on, you can just forget it, you can still fall asleep as a battle mage dish? It's ridiculous! The priest is gone... Forget it, everyone quit, the wild team is just unreliable..."

The headphones sounded like a young man in his early twenties. He had a very bad temper and became more and more ugly. Most people always responded to this when they were said, but Chen Xing was unexpectedly silent.

He remembered that two nephews from relatives had recently had summer vacation and knew that he was a retired professional player. He yelled to bring him to brush the copy, but the sound in the headphones was very unfamiliar.

His eyes fell on his hand that was on the keyboard. He was slender and white, with clear joints. He was flexibly controlled, and he didn't see the scar on the back of his hand.

Chen Xing's breathing was slightly frozen, and his eyes finally fell on the computer interface. The game interface was a bit unfamiliar... It seemed that he had never played it before, but it was the first perspective... I took a look at the name of the game:

glory.

A little memory left in the corner was revealed. A teammate who once played together recommended a novel to him, saying that the protagonists in it were quite similar to him, and they were all "full-time experts"...

Chen Xing smiled and found it after retiring, and then read it a little and then put it down, but he still clearly remembered the name of the game.

Traveled through time...

It was really unexpected.

I felt a sense of laughter and crying in my heart, but after knowing where I had traveled, the previous tension about the unknown world disappeared. In a few seconds, I was immersed in this game that was quite unfamiliar but novel to him... Maybe this is the quality of a professional player.

He read the skill bar at an extremely fast speed, and at the same time he had already started to control the character in his hand and started to move, with a bit of bumpy start.

"Oh, pretend to be disconnected? I didn't expect that I'm still waiting for you here. Hahaha, is it awkward?"

Only then did Chen Xing realize that someone had been talking in his ears. As for what the person had said before, sorry, he really didn't hear it clearly, but it shouldn't be a good thing.

But he was not angry either, and just smiled and said, "Do you want me to take you flying?"

With calmness and calmness in his tone, he threw away such a small thing as time travel. Obsessive-compulsive disorder made him think about the copy that had not been finished before time travel. Now he has to pass the one in his hand no matter what. That is the beginning and end.

At this time, there were only two people left in the dungeon, one was him and the other was the young man. The character he was playing was melee combat, and he didn't know what specific profession was.

The young man had a bad temper and had already belittled Chen Xing to the dust, but he didn't know how he had the face to say "Take Fei". His natural confidence suddenly made people want to go over the network cable and beat the guy up.

"JustTM@#￥%..."

At this time, a message suddenly popped up in the public channel.

System: Player’s voice has been banned.

Walking a thousand miles apart: [Dear players, the player you reported [Ren Wokuang] was detected by the system to have malicious abuse. Now it has been banned for 24 hours. Thank you for your contribution to maintaining the game environment!]

Walking alone for thousands of miles:【Sunglasses】【Sunglasses】

Let me go crazy and type directly on the keyboard.

Let me be crazy: shameless!!!

Let me be crazy: Wait for me!! You are finished!!

Maybe I was worried that my words would be banned from the system master again, and Ren Ikui used words much more civilized, but this attack power was about zero for Chen Xing.

The next second, Chen Xing had already controlled the character to enter the next level. Ren Wokuang had to interrupt his typing and manipulate the character to follow him. He simply focused on walking alone, and there were only two people left in the dungeon. With the level of being a one-way, it was impossible to get through it. He was even more impossible for him to help. Ren Wokuang smiled darkly and then typed a sentence.

Let me be crazy: I am standing here to see how you take me away! [Smile] [Smile]

At the same time, he quickly turned on the screen recording function that came with the game, waiting to record the other party’s embarrassment scene and put it on the Internet for all the masters to enjoy it.

Three minutes later, two big words popped up on the game interface.

glory!

Didn't see what Ren Wokuang said again, Chen Xing casually quit the dungeon and didn't want any equipment or anything.

Just as I was about to exit the game, a small prompt popped up in the lower right corner.

[Ren Wokuang applies to add you as a friend, do you agree?]

Chen Xing glanced at him, ignored him, and directly withdrew.

Turning around, he saw the 50-square-meter large bedroom behind him at a glance. The decoration was very tasteful at first glance. Chen Xing couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: What kind of wealthy family is this?

He found the bathroom and walked in, stood in front of the mirror, traveled through for about ten minutes, and finally saw what he looked like now.

Surprisingly, this look is similar to when he was young, Chen Xing only said one word in his heart: handsome!

This is not because he is boasting. Some fans have found photos of him when he was young, and they lament that he is handsome but does not know it. If they manage their image a little hard, they will not become like everyone else. They are always holding the eyes of dead fish, and their big dark circles are almost the same as a salted fish for most of the time.

Now, Mr. Chen shamelessly touched his "his own" face: so tender!

This way, I feel that I am only seventeen or eighteen years old. Chen Xing naturally became curious about his identity that he had traveled through time.

Besides, I am traveling through time and have no inheritance memories, so I cannot let my identity be misleading.

Chen Xing spent all night tracing through the bedroom, mobile phone and computer, and pieced together his current identity.

A rich second-generation who just graduated from an American art academy at the age of 18. Moreover, the level of wealth is far beyond the imagination of a civilian Chen Xing. He learned from limited information that his father donated a campus to the school just to send the owner of the body to study for three years. He just graduated not long ago and his graduation works were auctioned for tens of millions of dollars. The professor at the college shamelessly called him "Contemporary Picasso".

Chen Xing had seen the line painting, it was so artistic that he couldn't appreciate it.

At this age when he was supposed to be a father, Chen Xing suppressed his dissatisfaction when he saw the transfer records of millions of dollars in text messages. He was a grandson.

However, such a rich second-generation life and entertainment were so boring, which Chen Xing could not imagine. Then he learned that the owner of this body turned out to be a child with some minor mental problems, no wonder.

Although he is a patient, his identity also gives him an excuse for his changes, which is something he doesn't need to worry about.

Since this is the case, with the support of money, nothing you want to do is not a hindrance.

Chen Xing in his previous life was just an ordinary person. Even a once glorious professional player, after traveling through time, he still feels unrealistic about the huge wealth under his name, but he is still stable now.

But when I thought of becoming a rich second generation, I seemed to have no goals and no need to work hard...

Chen Xing was inevitably a little confused. This seemed to be similar to the life he had lived before. It had nothing to do with material things, and life without goals was a bit boring for him.

Not to mention how strange I am to this world.

But he soon realized that what he had was a young body with all the conditions to become a professional player, and that the world also had such a novel and challenging game as Honor...

In fact, he has no sense of identity with the so-called rich second generation and wealth, nor does he think that this is his own thing. He just took advantage of his luck.

Sure enough, people still have to do what they like, Chen Xing shook his head helplessly.

However, when he tactfully expressed his next thoughts with his current "family", the cheap father misunderstood and was preparing to form a luxury team for him with a wave of his hand to enter the glory circle with strong force. He was quite prepared to catch all the stars in one go, but was eventually stopped by Chen Xing. However, he thought that his current identity is indeed different, and there is no need to enter the professional circle like an ordinary person with the help of "gold will always shine" through numerous selections.

Thinking of his understanding of the glory circle through the novel, he had an idea.

Since he really has unique conditions, he doesn't mind taking advantage of it. If it's a dream, just think it's just a good time.

Although it was a use, Chen Xing didn't mind taking it as an investment given by this cheap father. Making something he had can also be regarded as a reward for the other party. At least he didn't have to take on the embarrassing name of "Contemporary Picasso".

...

Seventeen hours later, Chen Xing arrived in H City.

With two bodyguards behind him, he got off the plane and someone came directly to meet him. The leader was a middle-aged man who looked fifty years old, with a gentle smile: "Xiao Chen, your father has already helped you get things done. Now you just need to go over and sign."

Chen Xing nodded, not showing too positively, with a expressionless face, and seemed a little silent.

This manifestation is quite consistent with common sense in the eyes of others.

At this time, the middle-aged man introduced him to a girl who looked in her early twenties next to him: "Mr. Chen knew you didn't want us to interfere too much, so he arranged a secretary for you."

The girl was wearing a professional suit and was serious. When Chen Xing looked at him, he saw that he had no intention of shaking hands. He curled a professional smile on his face and nodded slightly and said, "Shen Qiuchi."

Chen Xing's reaction to this secretary was exactly the same as before. The middle-aged man felt that this was Chen Xing's behavior that he had agreed, so he quickly guided him to get on a black business car and drove towards Jiashi Club.

The middle-aged man sat in the passenger seat and looked at Chen Xing from the rearview mirror, but there was inevitably a flash of doubt in his eyes.

He didn't know why the Chen family suddenly became interested in this, but Mr. Chen always responded to his youngest son. It is said that the other party's condition has improved a lot, but he felt that it seemed similar to before... In short, this is not a question he should care about.

The middle-aged man quickly turned his attention back, and at this time the Jiashi Club had arrived.

There was a man standing at the gate, both middle-aged and looking a little kind, but actually his eyes were full of scheming.

After seeing Ye Qiu leave Jiashi Club with his own eyes, Tao Xuan stood at the gate and waited. After a while, he saw a black business car stopping in front of him.

The driver was the first to get out of the car and opened the door for the person in the back seat. A young man walked out. The other party was very young, but his temperament made Tao Xuan unable to grasp the other party's age. But he was still a little surprised. Judging from the performance of others, is this person the person who actually took over his club?

He signed the final document directly in the living room. Tao Xuan frowned and a sentence echoed in his mind: The toys of the rich.

The young man in front of him just turned eighteen years old.

The reason for taking over Jiashi Club is conceivable, maybe it's just a playful nature...

When he noticed Chen Xing's gaze, Tao Xuan's face filled with smiles: "Mr. Chen, the club is yours."

Chen Xing nodded indifferently. He had never spoken from beginning to end. Everyone around him was very caring and polite, so that he had no need to speak at all.

When he looked at Tao Xuan, Tao Xuan's expression was complicated and fearful. He didn't know how his cheap father did it.
To be continued...