Peng Cheng had no other place to go, and his lower bunk was getting colder and colder. There was no heating in the late autumn of the Northeast, but what could it be like? He didn't even pay the heating fee, so what could he do if he heated it? The house he lives now faces north, and it's cool in summer, but it's cold in winter. The bed always seems to have just been urinated and it's wet. If it weren't for being sleepy, he would be so cold that he couldn't sleep. But these are excuses. In the final analysis, he still likes to play and play games to cure all kinds of diseases.

It's actually quite good in the Internet cafe. There is always a heating fee here, and there are machines that are warm. Peng Cheng plays the game really well. There are always some admirers who don't go back to him and can watch him play for a night behind him. Peng Cheng disdains Erhu Barji's martial arts style, does not like tanks and warriors, he plays assassins, pursues technical schools, and advocates the superb skills of techniques. He looks down on the most are those RMB players. What he's money is called. Fortunately, it's useless to have money in League of Legends, which makes him very satisfied.

In this Internet cafe, all his work will be done before nine o'clock, and the bookings will be completed before nine o'clock, so he only has to find a computer and play a one-night show competition. If any computer is not working during this period, he will ask the bar to change the machine. Anyway, he really can't repair it and doesn't want to force himself. By the way, he has one more thing. Every night after ten o'clock, a in his forties will come over. He is here to send him some cards. If he sends him away, it's really okay.

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When Peng Cheng first saw the man, he thought he was coming to find his grandson. The man wore a black cotton jacket with cloth, which was only seventy yuan on the market. He was stunned at first when he saw Peng Cheng at the bar. As soon as he reached out to take off the cotton hat on his head, it was stuck. With just this moment of stunned silence, Peng Cheng understood that he was not here to find his grandson. When the boss left, he mentioned this person: "Is it Uncle Li?"

"Oh! Are you a replacement?" Uncle Li hummed and stopped looking at Peng Cheng. He took out a colorful dot card with plastic leather from his pocket and asked, "How much difference?"

After that, Uncle Li came to replenish the card every day, and filled it in Peng Cheng's small box at night. There was a drawer under the small bar that was locked, and the key was under the golden toad on the bar, and in a plastic box, the boss would put some change in the drawer. There was also a regular paper box next to the change, and there were all kinds of dot cards inside.

Peng Cheng took out the box and counted: "Give me ten more monsters!"

No matter how much you buy, Uncle Li never accepts bargaining, nor does he speak nonsense, he is as stupid as an old farmer, and he leaves after the change.

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The first snow since the beginning of winter was coming. The snowflakes as huge as goose feathers came in full force. As soon as they hit the ground, they turned into water and the ground was muddy. The boss and his shy girlfriend muttered at the bar for a long time, chattering and planning to leave early before 8 o'clock.

When the boss shouted that Peng Cheng had passed, he was playing games on the machine outside. After one go to the bar to hand over the account with the boss. Before the evening shift time was still there, he had to stand on the bar and wait for the night shift cashier to come. The new night shift cashier was really standard. The little girl was only nineteen and named Ding Yali, but Xiao Yali has not been working in vain for the past nineteen years. She had to eat 180 kilograms, so fat that she couldn't even open her eyes.

When she came to the interview two days ago, Peng Cheng was there, and asked in a muffled voice as soon as she entered the door, as if she had a cold. After leaving, the boss asked Peng Cheng's opinion specifically.

"Old Peng, do you think she can do it?"

The little boss brought Fu Jinbian'er's eyes, which was very gentle. He sat sincerely in the seat next to Peng Cheng and waited. He knew that he had finished a qualifying match before he spoke. Ding Yali was so fat that he made him hesitate, but it was about to end the month. My aunt said she was sure to hold on until the end of the month at most. She was older, and she might not be able to hold on any longer.

Peng Cheng understood the boss's thoughts, and also understood that it was still too difficult for the old lady of her age: "Okay! What's wrong with it?" He looked up at the entrance of the bar, and lifted it up and turned into the bar: "It's just a little narrow."

The little boss turned around and was very happy.

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Maybe it was snowing too much. Ding Yali hadn't arrived after eight o'clock, so Uncle Li came early. Today he brought a military green hand, tied with a rope of the same green, hanging it around his neck, and the snow water on his head wet his clothes. He slapped it while walking in: "The snow is very heavy!"

"Yeah! Uncle, is it cold outside?" Peng Cheng took out the cardboard box and tumbling it out.

"It's not cold, snow can't stand, it's just looking scary." Uncle Li took off his hat, took off his gloves, and put them on the bar. His hands were old and dry. He held them tightly, and his whole arm was placed on the bar.

"We are not bad today. We are not good during the day and don't sell it much. Then we also need ten monsters! Don't let you run away in vain." Peng Cheng is a very transparent person. He has been with Uncle Li these days. The uncle took out a few cards from his pocket and counted them ten. As usual, he asked for a lot of money, and he didn't have any gratitude.

Peng Cheng took the card and saw Uncle Li’s expressionless old face flushed, and the pleats fell: “Uncle, you are so strong!”

"Thank you hard money!" Uncle Li took the money, counted it, and replied with a self-deprecating voice.

"Uncle, have you played this thing yourself? Do you know how to use it?" Peng Cheng shook the point card in his hand and showed it to Uncle Li. He guessed that Uncle Li would definitely not know what this card could do!

"I haven't played before, why am I playing this?"

Before he finished speaking, the door opened with a whirlwind, and the wind and snow rushed in. Ding Yali squeezed into the door: "Brother Peng, it's hard to leave, I'm too late."

"It's okay, if you don't come, you will be able to bear it. It's okay." Peng Cheng said with a smile. This girl is too fat, but she is a good person.

"Brother, I want to eat cold skin, I'll bring you one too."

Xiaopangya stood outside the bar, carrying two plastic bags in her hand, and handed them into the bar. She didn't wear gloves, and there was a warm heat on the back of her hands. The fat man seemed to be very white. Her big white neck was exposed outside, and she was only wearing a very thin magenta sweatshirt.

"Little fat girl, are you so excited? When do you eat cold skin?" Uncle Li shouted without surprise: "It's snowing no matter how you attack."

"Hehe, yes, I want to eat."

The fat girl was not as bulky as her body. She jumped into the bar and sat down and started eating. Uncle Li put the money in his hand. Seeing that she was so delicious that she was eating, she smiled and waved her hands away. Peng Cheng also sat down and picked up his cold skin. The fat girl was quite bright and came to the Internet cafe for dinner every day, and brought some for herself every day. When Peng Cheng sat down and ate, Ding Yali said, "Brother, please do me a favor!"

"Tell me!"

"You can help me settle the bill. Can I come out later? "Maybe worried about being rejected, Xiaopangya glared at the boss.

"Okay, what are you doing?" Seeing the fat girl laughing in a slight sense, Peng Cheng asked in confusion: "Are you still having a partner chat?"
Chapter completed!