Chapter 46： How to play the fourth level?

Chapter 46 How to play the fourth level?

Who am I, where am I, what time is it?

Tian Chong never thought that he could play that game with his children until one in the middle of the night.

Then, when he came to the newspaper office the next day, he was in a trance.

Hey, as I get older, I feel a little lack of sleep and feel uncomfortable.

Tian Chong rubbed his temples on his workstation. What he was thinking about now had nothing to do with work at all, but how to fight the final boss of the fourth level of Contra.

At this moment, a man walked over with the title of editor-in-chief on his badge.

He looked at Tian Chong who was rubbing his temples and said, "Tian Chong, it's your turn to write the life section today. Remember to submit it in time. If it's too late, I can't spare you."

Tian Chong opened his eyes, slightly tired: "I see, I must submit the manuscript before get off work."

"Huh? You don't look very good, did you do something bad last night?"

The editor-in-chief suddenly said with a smirk.

"Hey, you're so old, how can you do bad things."

"Don't worry, I won't tell your wife, tell me, is it Ginza?"

"If you say it again, I won't submit the manuscript."

The editor-in-chief's face darkened: "It's fine if you don't say it." After that, he left and went to urge other editors to submit the manuscript.

Well, the fourth level should be... No, I should now think about how to write the content of today's life news.

Tian Chong casually picked up some manuscripts that he had just put on his desk.

That was an article by the morning newspaper reporter and some contributors.

He only needs to find an article or news that looks good from it, then polish it, and then submit it.

Well, the boss at the end of the fourth level should be more careful, it should be the right way.

At this time, Tian Chong's mind began to think of the end of the fourth level, which was impossible to survive.

He and the child struggled for a long time on this level and failed to pass.

Listening to the children, it seems that many people have stopped here, and it is very difficult.

Wait, what am I thinking? I should be working!

Tian Chong shook his head vigorously, letting Contra leave his brain.

However, it won't take long for this kind of thought to come back to his mind again, making it difficult for him to concentrate on reading those manuscripts.

There are also these manuscripts which are really boring.

are the everyday things that can no longer be ordinary.

Can't these idiots sign up to write something new? You can write about a topic every day for several months. He doesn't know what the reader thinks, but he has already seen it.

And these stupid reporters, why do you always investigate those boring street news? Where the price of the supermarket has gone up, where the tram is so crowded that it is out of service, can't we get some interesting news? For example, this FC-type home entertainment computer is very good.

This thing is closely related to the family, and of course to life. With this, I can play with my son for a long time without getting tired. I can write a little about how I can warm up harmoniously with my son again through this thing. This is not very good. Okay?

What a bunch of idiots, and the salary is fed to the dog.

Speaking of which, the fourth level...

Hey?

and many more.

Tian Chong blinked.

Home entertainment computer!

He suddenly remembered something, with a little excitement in his eyes.

This… should be considered news, right? It must be something new, right?

Although it doesn't seem to be particularly relevant to life.

But recently, the editor-in-chief asked for more fresh content in the content. Recently, the sales of newspapers have decreased, and they all say that the content is old and makes people feel sleepy.

This news should be just right.

Thinking of this, Tian Chong immediately turned on the computer with great interest.

Since reporters and contract writers are unreliable, come on by yourself!

Tian Chong started typing frantically on the computer.

An hour later, a fresh and warm article came out.

Review, revise, and do it in one go, without wasting much time.

He quickly marked and uploaded.

Hoo~!

Today's work is surprisingly smooth!

Rarely do you feel this invigorating feeling.

When he described the state of playing with children, those contents were almost all sincere and full of the breath of life.

He didn't even modify it much.

By the way, the fourth level should be…

…

At the same time, in Tsukino Aya's house, it was still dark as always, only the server's signal light was flickering occasionally.

Tsukino Aya stared at the online forum with dark circles like smoky makeup.

"Did anyone buy a game console yesterday?"

"Hey, of course I got it, but I waited in line for more than four hours."

"The first few people in the queue were despicable. They even queued up several days in advance. I knew I had done the same."

"How is it, how does it feel to play at home? My console can only be delivered in three days."

"Hey, let me tell you, it's really cool, you can play without any restrictions, you can play on the bed if you want, play at home is freedom, and there is no time limit, no one has urged you."

"Above, it seems that you are single and you are not being urged. I really envy you. When I was playing last night, I often had to fight with my child for the controller. He insisted on playing Super Mario, and I just wanted to play Brave Quest. dragon."

"The above I suggest you buy another one."

Seeing so many heated discussions about game consoles, Tsukino Aya couldn't tell her envy.

She still needs to wait for two more days. These two days are really tormented.

But at this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Hello, I'm a home delivery service and I have your package."

Tsukino Aya, who was a little down at first, jumped up from the chair in an instant when she heard the word home delivery, and then slipped unsteadily under her feet, and slapped the ground hard with a bang.

"It hurts..."

Tsukino Aya covered her forehead, but she got up quite fast.

She quickly came to the door and looked outside along the cat's eyes.

At this time, a deliveryman in red clothes was holding the package and waiting to open the door.

"Hello? I have your package and I need to pay for it, totaling 31,000 yen." The deliveryman seemed to hear someone coming to the door, but wondered why he didn't open the door immediately.

At this moment, the deliveryman vaguely heard the sound of rustling under his feet.

He looked down in confusion, and saw four ten-thousand-dollar bills shoved out from the crack of the door.

"Hello, please leave your parcel and change at the door."

The deliveryman was a little puzzled, the family was so strange that they had to put money out through the crack of the door, but since it was the other party's request, he had to do it.

So I found the change in my pocket and put it at the door along with the package.

"Then I'm leaving, thank you for your patronage."

He still has a lot of parcels to deliver today. The parcels in the past two days are surprisingly large, twice as many as before, and they are all from the same company, and they seem to be some kind of new products.

Waiting for the delivery man to leave, Tsukino Aya opened the door carefully, then stretched out a snow-white arm and pulled the package in at lightning speed.

A few hundred-yuan coins were accidentally thrown out, and she didn't bother to take care of them.

bang bang.

Tsukino Aya suddenly felt her heart beating violently.

Finally, you can play the complete Dragon Quest.

She is going to play in the dark!

Quickly came to the living room with the package, and then unpacked the package. Inside was the box of the game console. At the same time, there were several well-packaged cassette boxes next to the game console. Those were the first games.

Not all games Tsukino Aya will like, but her obsessive-compulsive disorder forced her to buy them all.

If you don't buy all of them, it feels like something is missing.

This and this is often called obsessive-compulsive disorder in the future.

(end of this chapter)