บท 1608: Thinking From Another Perspective

July 13th, Saturday night.

Zhang Yan heard her parents boasting to each other proudly the moment she entered the house.

"See, didn't I say that clearing this game would take away my intelligence?"

"Don't talk about it. How many times have I brought you over forcefully? If not for me, you would not have been able to pass in three days!"

"Look at what you're saying. You got it a little faster than me. Aren't you an old man?"

"Alright, alright. Let's not talk about it for now. We'll watch the ending animation."

Zhang Yan could not help but be shocked and delighted.

She had not expected her parents, who had never liked games, to forget about food and sleep and clear the game.

Zhang Yan did not go to work today. She went to a racing car in the outskirts to practice her racing skills early in the morning.