Jiang Siming had just exited after winning the chicken dinner and was about to queue for another solo match when he saw a bunch of friend invitations and messages.
Young Master Wang: "MMP, this game is way too hard, but damn, it feels great. Hehe, this is fun! Carry me!"
Wei Shen: "Damn it, shooting in this game is so hard. Teach me! Team up, team up!"
Tuan Tuan: "Hubby~ I don't know how to play. It's so hard. Your wife needs you~"
Dai Dai: "Hubby, please carry me. We're waiting for you in the squad. Otherwise, we'll start whining."
Kite: "+1"
Chi Zheng: "+2"
Seeing so many messages, Jiang Siming replied "Okay, hubby's coming right away" to each of the last four.
As for the first two, Jiang Siming politely replied, "Get lost."
After replying, he immediately joined the squad Tuan Tuan and the others had formed.
Hmm, that made perfect sense.
The viewers burst into wails. It was over—the dog-food segment had arrived.
In an instant, Jiang Siming went from solo to squad mode, happily starting his second game of the day with his four wives.
To be honest, it really had been a long time since he had played games with his wives.
As soon as Tuan Tuan saw Jiang Siming join, she immediately handed him the squad leader position. The four women began chattering about the tragic events of their recent squad match.
Tuan Tuan was a master of drawing outlines. Despite practicing in the training ground for so many days, she still got so nervous that her hands trembled as soon as the real fight began.
Kite had it the worst. A professional player had been punched to death.
Dai Dai and Chi Zheng hadn't fared much better.
In any case, each of them had