Rebirth of Fortune Soars

The child Zeng Zhuojun considered for a while, nodded in agreement. m.

The reason is simple. Since he saw the game hall for the first time, in the past six months, he has been invincible all over the world in the boundary of Yangcheng. Everyone knows that there is a child who can play the game particularly well. No matter what the game is, he is better than others. Great. Especially fighting games, which basically abuse a group of adults.

This adult can't beat him at all. Never thought, but was taught by Qin Feng to be a man. A boxing champion, recognized as the weakest combat role, teaches him how to be a man and beats him to disgrace.

This is amazing.

Especially the most important thing is that Qin Feng told him that he can have a salary. Before this, relatives said that children cannot play games. Can this game still be eaten?

Now, someone asks him to play games with a monthly salary of 1,000 yuan. He only needs to play 2 hours a day. This job is easier than most jobs, and it makes more money.

Of course, it does not delay his study.

"Will you teach me to play games?" the child asked.

Qin Feng nodded.

"But I only teach you one game, "Street Fighter". You have to explore the rest by yourself. Because only the things you find out by yourself belong to you. You are very talented and stronger than me. In the future, you Destined to be a fighting king who will surpass me!" Qin Feng said.

"Then I'm willing to go. It's Dad, can we go?" The child looked at his father.

"Well, let's go ahead. My business doesn't need to be there every day, I just fly over frequently. The key is that you like it!" Zengfu said with a smile.

Qin Feng was surprised. Such a father is really rare.

I have to say that Zeng Zhuojun's ability to gain a reputation in the future is obviously inseparable from his father's tolerance. This does not know how many gifted children have been destroyed by their parents' discipline.

Because in the eyes of parents, this industry can make money and support themselves?

Then, after cleaning up for a day, on the third day, Mr. Zeng took his son and Qin Feng to the capital.

Qin Feng has asked someone to find them a two-bedroom house near Tsinghua University. Of course, Qin Feng's character must have been bought.

This is only a few hundred thousand. If this is to be rented, renting for more than ten years, the money is almost the same. But this house will always be valuable in the future.

This Qin Feng sometimes thinks, how many houses will he have in the future? But knowing that real estate will increase wildly, you can't help but buy it.

After arriving, Mr. Zeng was very satisfied with the environment here, especially relying on Tsinghua University, which has a very academic atmosphere. Then went to visit the company.

This contact, Wang Leilei and others are all Tsinghua students, which is even more satisfying.

In Huaxia, Tsinghua North University, they all represent the top top students, and they are all the favorites of the same age. You can say that the students of Tsinghua and Peking University have failed.

But this failure rate is undoubtedly the lowest compared to other schools, especially the average salary level, which is also the highest. Therefore, you cannot use occasional examples to deny the success of the entire school.

After that, Qin Feng also helped him contact a nearby public school so that he could go to school on time. This makes Mr. Zeng more satisfied. After a few days of inspection, Mr. Zeng was satisfied that he temporarily entrusted the child to Qin Feng, and he went back to deal with the business first. Then, the whole family will move in.

"This is the master you invited?" Everyone looked at Zeng Zhuojun, who was just over six years old, curiously.

Compared to them, Qin Feng's age was small enough. Unexpectedly, the rescuers who moved in were even younger.

Qin Feng smiled.

"Come on, you play a few games first, and then tell me how you feel!" Qin Feng said with a smile.

Subsequently, the child played a few rounds of ‘the world’s number one’.

"I think the continuity of this move is very weak, the control is not smooth, and some moves are judged too strong. For example, the cool sword-handler, the one that can fly far, is too powerful. It's completely unbalanced. "The child simply said some loopholes.

Later, he said some other things that he felt unreasonable.

"Master, am I right?" The child looked at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng smiled.

"Right, don't tell me, I'll fight Street Fighter with you first." Qin Feng said with a smile.

Afterwards, Qin Feng and the child began to fight.

Everyone was watching. They were deeply impressed by Qin Feng's street fighter level. That is to hang a group of them. Anyone can play vividly in Qin Feng's hands, like a king.

This afternoon, Qin Feng used various roles to ravage the child, but at the same time, in every round, he told the child why he made such a move and judged it like this.

For example, use a fork, stand close, push the corner of the wall, hit it can not fight back, and oppress the opponent.

"The fork speed is the fastest in the game, its back throw command is extremely strong, and its attack distance is extremely long, and everyone has a defensive stiff time. So this time difference, you can go up and shoot." Qin Feng said, " Also, every character has a vertigo point. You can see it if you look carefully. If you can count on the vertigo point, knock the opponent out. Of course, the most important thing is to guess the opponent's psychology!"

"Although the game pays attention to the manipulation of game characters, in fact, it is also a psychological tactic. Predict the opponent's psychological state in advance, and then give it a blow!" Qin Feng explained.

In the next three days, Qin Feng taught the children how to behave while imparting some game fighting theories that Qin Feng knew. Then, Qin Feng was no longer his opponent.

As the future Chinese game fighting king, the only horror player who can win the championship in the competition and win ten rounds of battles in Japan. In the second year of playing Japan, the horror player who canceled the kof98 competition, three days, is enough for him Conversely hang Qin Feng.

After all, Qin Feng, in the Street Fighter world in the future, is a very ordinary player. It can only be said that he has absorbed the essence of many great gods, but he is also an ordinary player. It can only be said that using the experience of later generations can sling today's players.

But the child is a child after all, and after assimilation, he immediately slammed Qin Feng in reverse. Qin Feng is no longer his opponent at all~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Haha, happy, kid, uncle, please drink soda! "Wang Leilei laughed.

Seeing Qin Feng being ravaged, his expression was very happy. Before that, they had been ravaged by Qin Feng heartily. Don't want them to be ravaged. Now someone has finally ravaged Qin Feng. They are very happy.

Qin Feng didn't care either.

"Well, now you go to play'The World First' and see if there are any ways to improve it?" Qin Feng said.

Games, Qin Feng never thinks he has much. The key is that the game is made and sold.

This time, after playing a few more games, the child put forward more opinions.

"I think there must be a balance between the roles. And although many of these are swordsmen, it is best to have different methods of moves and determination of moves, otherwise the characters will be the same." The child talked freely.

Wang Leilei and others also recorded it seriously, and then began to improve.