amaotonovel Chapter 420 Pink Sweetheart, Green Tea Voice
Chapter 420 Pink Sweetheart, Green Tea Voice
After the game was launched, Ning Yao received several message notifications before she even had a chance to start playing.
One of the messages was from Ning Moran, whose game nickname was exactly the same as Ning Chen's, both starting with the phrase "doting mom maniac".
The other message was from Ning Chen, and it was almost identical to Ning Moran's, differing only in the number of words.
Ranran, a doting mom: [Mom, why are you playing games? You should rest properly since you're injured.]
Achen, a doting mom: [Mom, games are fun, but you can't get addicted. Why aren't you resting when you're injured? Log off now.]
Both sons spoke in a persuasive tone, but one was gentler and the other was more forceful and assertive.
When Ning Yao saw the game messages from her sons, she almost knocked her face mask off onto the floor because of her twitching lips.
She only had a scratch; surely she shouldn't be unable to play games? No leisure activities at all—is this any way to make a living?
In other families, it's the mother who nags, but in her case, it's the son who nags. The mother has no status whatsoever!
Before Ning Yao could reply, Ning Moran quickly created a three-person discussion group and started a group voice chat.
"My test results are all in, and the data shows I'm fine. It was just playing a mobile game, it doesn't take much effort," Ning Yao explained with a dry laugh.
"Besides, Guan Ying asked me to help her rank up, and I agreed." Ning Yao's implication was that with Guan Ying present, her sons needed to give her some face as an elder.
Heaven knows why she, as an elder, had to speak so timidly to her children, as if she was afraid her son would disagree with her playing games.
It's like the roles have been reversed, turned upside down.
"Ning Moran, is that so?" Ning Chen, whose knowledge of medicine was not as great as Ning Moran's, immediately spoke up, raising an eyebrow and asking in a cold voice.
“Just because your body data shows nothing doesn’t mean you’re really okay, Mom. Even if you’re physically fine, you’ve still been genuinely frightened. Emotional stress can affect hormone secretion, leading to nerve problems and causing various other adverse symptoms,” Ning Moran said methodically, giving Ning Yao no face whatsoever.
"I'll only play a few rounds, definitely not more. I promise I'll be asleep before 11 o'clock." Ning Yao picked up her phone, avoided Guan Ying's gaze, and went into her bedroom to negotiate with her two sons who were monitoring her gaming.
Ning Moran stipulated that she should go to bed before 11 p.m.
Ning Yao knew that as long as her entertainment time was kept within this time limit, everything would be fine.
“Then we’ll play with you,” Ning Moran suddenly said.
“Yeah, this way you’ll rank up faster. The two of us can carry the two of you, no problem at all.” Ning Chen agreed with Ning Moran’s idea.
It didn't seem like adding two more people wouldn't be a problem, Ning Yao thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
So Ning Chen and Ning Moran each took out their pre-created alternate accounts, which were matched with Ning Yao and Guan Ying in rank.
Ning Yao looked at her son's two alternate accounts in the group, a hint of suspicion in her eyes.
Did they plan this all along? They even set up the number.
Guan Ying looked at Ning Yao in surprise when she saw two more people in the group.
Ning Yao smiled awkwardly and said, "Achen and Ranran, they were worried that we would get tired from ranking up, so they came to help."
Guan Ying gave a curt "oh" and didn't take it to heart.
Since four people cannot start the game, Guan Ying needs to know what positions everyone is playing, and then go to the lobby to invite a player to fill in the missing positions.
So she directly converted her voice to text and sent a sentence, asking Ning Chen and Ning Moran.
What positions are you two playing?
Little Ranran, a doting mom: [I usually play top lane champions, I'll go to the side lane.]
Little Achen, a doting mom: [Jungling.]
Little Achen, the doting mom: [Just bring in anyone whose rank matches the requirements, as long as they're alive, they don't need to do anything.]
Guan Ying fell silent after seeing Ning Moran's reply, and her expression instantly turned cold when she saw Ning Chen's reply.
These two aren't here to have fun; they're clearly here to annoy her and Boss Ning.
They took away their usual spots right away, so what are they supposed to play?
Ning Yao didn't mind. Actually, after playing jungle for a long time, she wanted to try other positions. It would be nice to have a change of pace.
Strictly speaking, the three people in the team were all her bosses, so Guan Ying couldn't say anything and had to match one of them in as required.
After joining the team, 'Pink Sweetheart' was still a bit skeptical and asked directly into her microphone, "Brothers, are you really going to carry us? Can I play support?"
The female player's voice was the typical "green tea" tone, with a strong nasal tone and a cloying sweetness. At first listen, it was okay, at least her Mandarin was standard, but after listening to it for a while, it became a bit physically uncomfortable.
Little Ranran, a doting mom: [The support role is already taken, why don't you play mid?]
Little Achen, a doting mom: [If you can't play support, then get out.]
Ning Chen and Ning Moran spoke one after the other, one in a gentle voice and the other in a cold voice, rejecting the request from the random female player.
Unexpectedly, the female player Pinky Sweetheart was amazed by the voices of the two boys in the team, and her heart pounded.
Although Ning Yao didn't particularly like the female player with the manipulative voice, she still had to correct her son's impolite attitude.
To facilitate communication, Ning Yao also turned on her microphone. Compared to that green tea voice, her voice sounded much more sophisticated and classy. It was a cool and aloof tone, pleasant and comfortable to listen to, and never got old.
Six-Baby Hot Mom: [Achen, speak to this young lady politely, don't be rude.]
Six-Baby Hot Mom: [Actually, I'd rather try out the ADC role; I'll let her play support.]
Ning Yao thought about it and concluded that, given Guan Ying's personality, she definitely wouldn't stoop to playing support.
As for the mid-lane and marksman positions, Guan Ying and Ning Yao can easily coordinate their roles; Ning Yao can play either one, as long as it's not support.
But the two sons were not happy; they insisted that Ning Yao play the support role.
The support role is the easiest in the game; you can just roam around and get carried to victory without expending any mental energy.
Ning Yao wanted to say something more, but her two sons made their stance clear.
Little Ranran, a doting mom: [If you're not playing support, you should really rest. Intense games aren't good for recovery.]
Doting mom Xiao Achen: [Even if you've recovered, don't play a damage dealer on the same day you were frightened. Be good.]
After reading her sons' words, Ning Yao frowned and looked thoughtful.
Having a support role to play is better than not being able to play at all.
Ning Yao knew that her son was the developer of the game and also a well-known hacker.
If he disagrees, it's no exaggeration to say he has a thousand ways to prevent her from playing this game tonight.
Six-Baby Hot Mom: [Okay then.]
Ning Yao had no choice but to reluctantly agree in order to be able to play the game smoothly.
Even a blind person could see that this mature-voiced "Six Treasures Hot Mom" was the group's darling, and both boys in the group doted on her.
'Pink Sweetheart' immediately felt disdainful, thinking that Ning Yao was already very low-class and old-fashioned for being angry at the hot mom's name, but she didn't expect that there would be boys willing to fawn over her.
Is it just because she has a nice voice?
Don't they know that most people with nice voices are ugly? These two boys must have never seen what she looks like in real life.
Pinky is very confident in her appearance; she has the kind of cute, petite look that makes her stand out.
From childhood to adulthood, she has never lacked suitors; men all like her petite and charming type.
At this moment, the female player, who was just a passerby, suddenly spoke up, saying in a sweet, coquettish voice: "Then I'll listen to you, brother, and play mid lane obediently, okay?"