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Hao Ming didn't want to seem inexperienced in the world, because the uncle now acted like a boss who knew everything.

"Uncle, what's your name?"

"Luo Zhengping, the righteousness of justice, the peace of peace."

"Oh, Uncle Luo, my name is Hao Ming."

Luo Zhengping took a deep look at Hao Ming and said, "This name is very good."

Then, he chose the game he wanted to challenge - Dancing Machine.

The feet wearing coarse cloth shoes step on the high-end science fiction machine. There are eight buttons under the feet, and there is a circle of railings behind it to prevent the player from falling.

Luo Zhengping felt the feeling of his feet first and was filled with emotions.

When he was a child, every time he went back to the arcade, he dreamed of becoming the dance king in the arcade.

However, the reality is that nine out of ten times it was occupied by experts. The last time was left, and there were people around him, so he did not dare to go up.

He does not feel that he is inferior to others.

A game coin was put in, the screen-stop animation ended, and the blue screen light shone on his face covered with wrinkles and sun spots.

The accompanying LCD screen is touch-screen, and you can choose the difficulty. He wanted to get a lot of votes, so he chose the hardest difficulty.

When the familiar prelude sounded, Luo Zhengping's eyes lit up and he immediately shook his body to the rhythm.

Hao Ming glanced at the song title displayed on the big screen - "It's better to dance", and he didn't know how serious it was.

"Uncle Luo, come on!"

Luo Zhengping made the gesture given by Ollie, and then continued to warm up.

When the lyrics appear, various arrows begin to slide upward on the screen.

Luo Zhengping stretched out his left foot, stepped on it, and quickly took it back.

I found that the next one was my left foot again, stretched it out again, stepped on it and then retracted it.

The third is the right foot and the fourth is the left foot.

He still took out his right foot first, then retracted it, and then his left foot began to respond and stretched out.

As a result, Hao Ming's smile quickly solidified.

Luo Zhengping on the stage was like a stiff robot. He only had time to step on one out of ten, and they all stepped on it by mistake.

The way he was doing it, it was impossible to keep up, it was extremely tiring, and he chose the highest difficulty level.

The dancing machine doesn't care about his life or death, it still sings happily:

"Keep dancing!"

"Dancing is not as good as falling in love!"

"Ah!" Luo Zhengping felt that his legs were tied up in a tight knot. He couldn't stand firm at all and fell backwards!

Hao Ming hurriedly went up to help him, but Luo Zhengping's waist was pressed against the railing, his hands steady, and his feet occasionally pressed the buttons.

He didn't give up, as if he had discovered some martial arts secrets, so he simply put the weight of his upper body on the railing, with his legs dangling in the air, and stepped on as many as he could.

This hit rate has really gone up!

Hao Ming was dumbfounded.

Is this how this dancing machine works?

He thought he was going to get high scores with his smart dance moves on stage.

More than three minutes ended quickly.

Luo Zhengping was breathing heavily. He felt that he was not so tired from working in the factory, and his calves were about to cramp.

On the big screen, the scores started rolling from single digits, and finally came to 2333 points.

Hao Ming applauded: "That's awesome!"

Then the next moment, a capital C popped up, and Hao Ming's clapping gradually weakened.

"Dudu..."

The two of them looked at the ticket outlet, and the machine reluctantly spit out two small tickets.

Hao Ming asked uncertainly: "Is it too little to exchange one game coin for two small tickets?"

Their goal is a portion of White Rabbit toffee. On average, each game currency requires seven to eight small tickets.

Luo Zhengping's face was full of black lines. In the past game arcade, if he played any game, he would spit out more than ten or twenty small tickets at once.

But he glanced at the embarrassing C on the screen guiltily, "Ahem, I was careless. I still thought I was very young. This dance machine is not suitable for me!"

With that said, he walked off the dance machine and continued to shop other places.

Hao Ming glanced at the dance machine reluctantly and thought to himself that he was very young and wondered if he could do it.

But when he thought that he only had one game coin, he shook his head again, followed Luo Zhengping, who knew more, transformed into Grandma Liu, and looked around curiously.

Luo Zhengping looked back at Hao Ming, thought for a while, and selected a table curling machine.

He explained to Hao Ming: "In this kind of game, the number of tickets issued is often fixed. We can use this to determine the proportional relationship between the game currency and the value of the prizes in the store."

Hao Ming looked educated.

This data is very important, and he will report it to the leader when he returns!

"Ready, I'm going to throw in the coin."

"Uh-huh!"

The two of them grabbed the racquet and stood ready.

Bang!

Invest game currency!

The entire game table lit up with lights, which were not too dazzling, and there was even a background sound similar to a judge's whistle.

The plastic curling stone popped out at a random angle, and the two of them were almost lying on the table, playing in a very exciting way.

The curling stone sucked on the table, and when it bounced off the edge, it made a crisp "ta-da" sound, which was so fast that people couldn't keep up. After a while, both sides scored a lot of goals.

The three-minute game time ended suddenly, and the two of them were playing happily.

Following the familiar "beep" sound to find the ticket outlet, both of them cheered excitedly.

When the voting was over, Hao Ming tore off the small ticket and counted it, "There are ten tickets!"

There is hope for their White Rabbit toffee!

Luo Zhengping was a little unwilling. He glanced at other game consoles, still looking for a game that could earn more tickets.

Because curling is a board game with a notoriously low number of tickets, and is mostly played by children or couples. These people are not just there to buy tickets.

Suddenly, he took a fancy to another game, and then looked at Hao Ming's arm.

"Let's go and be One Punch Man!"

"What?"

Hao Ming followed, and then Luo Zhengping put on boxing gloves and asked him to hit the sandbag in front of him hard.

Luo Zhengping said "I believe you", but in fact he felt very unsure.

These days, so many people have died from natural disasters, and there is no circulation of personnel. They can only be promoted from short to tall in the base. The physical fitness of soldiers is far inferior to that of more than ten years ago.

Coupled with insufficient nutrition, Hao Ming's height was only 1.65 meters, and he was dark and skinny.

The only advantage is youth.

Hao Ming clenched his fist nervously, feeling that one of the game coins had been used up with just one punch, and he was heartbroken.

If he didn't perform well, he would be embarrassed to face Luo Zhengping who paid for it out of his own pocket.

But the game coins had already been stuffed in, and there was no regret medicine to take. He took a deep breath, used all his strength, and punched it hard!

"Dang Dang Dang!"

A gong like a boxing ring sounded, there were lively cheers, and the light strips around the digital screen flashed rapidly clockwise.

The numbers kept rolling and finally landed at 432 points!

Neither of them was sure whether the score was good or bad, so they could only look at the ticket gate.

Xiaoqiao huffed and vomited for a while, obviously twice as many curling stones as before.

Luo Zhengping licked his index finger and started counting nervously.

"Twenty-one!"

"Yeah!" The two high-fived happily.

At this time, outside the game hall.

Hao Ming's leader rushed over with a dozen soldiers, all equipped with native guns.

"Where are the aliens! Is Hao Mingren still alive?"