At a glance, he saw Zhao Xiaoxiao grinning foolishly at him, a small snowball clutched in her hand.
"Hey, you little rascal. Let's see if I don't teach you a lesson."
Jiang Siming laughed as he put away his cigarette, abandoning his plan to be a "spectator." With a big stride, he threw himself into the battle.
For a while, laughter rose and fell throughout the courtyard. The whole family was wrapped in warmth and happiness.
"Master, you have WeChat messages~ Lots of them~"
Just as they were having fun, Jiang Siming heard Xiao Xian's notification.
He temporarily stopped the "Rasengan"-level snowball in his hand and picked up his phone, only to find that he had received messages from a great many people.
They were all from the professional gaming scene, including 4AM and 17shou.
Ah Wei: Check Weibo! Old Jiang, check Weibo! It's great news!
17shou: Ming Shen, take a look at Weibo. There's a surprise waiting for you!
Yongyuan: Brother Jiang, we've got huge news! The ultimate prestige of PUBG is finally coming!
The messages left Jiang Siming completely baffled. These guys never said what the heck was going on, merely making a fuss one after another.
Jiang Siming had no choice but to open Weibo himself and see what was happening. To his surprise, his Weibo had been completely flooded by netizens.
"Ming Shen, our PUBG army is going to rise up next year! Hahaha!"
"My goodness, an Olympic event! This is a once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity."
"League of Legends is in it too. Looks like this year's Olympics will have plenty of highlights."
"I don't know about League of Legends, but I'm calling it now: Ming Shen is taking PUBG's gold medal!"
Jiang Siming still didn't quite understand, but when he saw that everyone was tagging him in