December 25, 2017

"Sister Chaolu, don't cry. Victory and defeat are common in military affairs, not to mention that she is one year older than you..."

Li Wanqing looked at Li Chaolu who was crying in her arms with pity, stretched out her hand to touch her hair and back, soothe her emotions, and felt the gentle touch from her chest that should not belong to a 13-year-old girl, and then she sighed at why her development curve was so tragic...

On the other hand, Wang Jiu was also showing his gentleness and consideration.

"IQ suppression is a widespread social phenomenon. I think you should learn from Chen Qingming more and strengthen your adaptability in this area."

Chen Qingming, who was already so angry that he was numb, sighed and said, "I won't mention the harm I have suffered. Do you really think this kind of comfort can be useful?"

Li Chaolu sobbed and said, "Thank you, Mr. Wang Jiu, I feel much better."

"Hey, did you mean it, right??"

Li Chaolu said again: "It would be even better if Mr. Wang Jiu could hug me."

"Let me get more and more aggressive!"

As he was talking, the group suddenly felt the ground tremble slightly, as if a huge beast was trampling on the ground and running all the way. Li Chaolu was stunned for a moment, her expression changed, and she said to Li Wanqing: "Sister Wanqing, help me block it!"

Li Wanqing shook her head: "No."

"Sister Wanqing!?"

"You look so cute when you are not right, and I can't resist the temptation of appreciation."

"Who is wrong!"

While speaking, the moving heavy beast finally revealed its body from the corner of the corridor. A fat man, like a ball, ran towards him at a speed that was completely inconsistent with his body shape. While running, his eyes were red and shouted: "Chaolu, Chaolu, are you okay??"

The eye-catching ability of this screaming fat ball is comparable to that of the Holy Sect Immortal, who runs naked in the street. For a moment, the audience and contestants walking between the tracks turned their eyes and looked at the fat ball curiously, as well as Li Chaolu and his group in front of the fat ball.

Li Chaolu was focused by the crowd, and she couldn't help but cover her face with her hands, covering her blushing face. She wanted to dig a hole immediately and then bury the fat ball in!

After Li Xinyu stood in front of her panting, Li Chaolu immediately gritted her teeth and asked, "What are you doing!? Are you screaming here? Do you have any quality?"

Li Xinyu was speechless and couldn't speak for a long time. He could only shrink his neck and stutter, "I, I'm worried about you."

"What are you worried about? I have lost! I lost cleanly and satisfied!"

"No, how could I... I'm just worried about you, thinking about whether I can comfort you. But since you have Mr. Wang Jiu by your side, it should be fine. Sorry, I ran over without thinking too much."

After Li Xinyu said that, he nodded and bowed, his face full of shame, as if he had to dig a hole and bury himself without help.

Seeing him like this, Li Chaolu frowned even tighter: "Okay, let's go if you have nothing to do. She smells of sweat and is so annoyed."

Li Xinyu was about to turn around and leave, but Chen Qingming next to him couldn't stand it anymore: "Li Chaolu, what kind of attitude do you have?? Even if Brother Xinyu is fat, sweaty, ugly, vulgar, lustful and timid... Okay, I have nothing to say."

Li Xinyu was in tears: You might as well not say anything!

However, Li Wanqing was watching from the side with great interest. She was about to tease Li Chaolu, who was not in a good manner, but Yu Guang saw that Li Xinyu had a golden card on his hand and couldn't help but smile and said, "Oh, Xinyu, win two rounds in a row?"

Li Xinyu shook the golden card in his hand, which symbolized victory, and touched his head: "Haha, good luck, just good luck. The opponent in the second round was obviously above me, but he happened to meet a super opponent in the first round, and he was exhausted. When it was my turn, only half of his true energy was left. I fought with him for a long time, but he couldn't fight me, so he finally gave in. Haha, it felt like he had made up for all the bad luck some time ago."

Winning two rounds in a row means standing out from more than 200 contestants and becoming one of the sixty-fourths of glory.

Although the top 64 sounds like a weak person like a fish, it seems like a cross talk group of hundreds of people in the Spring Festival Gala. But in terms of Li Xinyu's age, participating in a grand event with more than 10,000 registered (including the qualifiers) in which more than 10,000 people can finally reach the top one percent, is already considered to have completed the task beyond expectations. After all, many people think that he is at the level of a first round of tournament...

Li Xinyu himself was also very happy about this. He couldn't help but feel a sense of happiness as he spoke. However, before his smile had completely spread, he was condensed by two cold gazes on the spot.

"That, Chaolu, I didn't mean to be proud..."

"Hmph, the semi-finals of 64 are amazing, it's natural to be proud, especially if there is a vivid failure case around you."

"You are not a failure case. The game just now is purely because the opponent is too cunning..."

"So I'm too stupid?"

"What, how is that possible? When we two played chess before, I never beat you!"

"Don't compare you with me!"

The brother and sister were quarreling, and the group walked casually along the passage. Although Li Chaolu looked disgusted and sarcastic at Li Xinyu, the depressed feeling of losing to Qian Yue was obviously much slower during the noise. Li Xinyu was even more rare to be ridiculed and sarcastic by her sister so continuously, and her face was filled with happiness.

After walking for a while, the wheelchair girl suddenly asked, "By the way, who will be the one to see for the next game? Sister Wanqing, do you still have a game?"

Li Wanqing said: "It's gone, I'll be in a bye in the second round, and I won't play again today."

Li Xinyu asked curiously: "Who is Sister Wanqing's opponent in the third round? After winning, you should be given a gold card, right?"

Li Wanqing said: "I'm too lazy to see it, so I lost it. Anyway, when I arrive at the stadium tomorrow, someone will come to guide me on the court."

"...Don't you do your targeted homework in advance?"

Li Wanqing spread her hands: "The opponent that is worth my homework can only be met after the quarterfinals. The organizing committee cannot let the favorites win the championship meet so early."

Shen Qingming said: "You have never heard the old saying, will the arrogant soldier be defeated? If you don't take your opponent seriously, be careful to be eliminated in surprise."

"Haha, unless you meet you, no one can eliminate me..." Speaking of this, Li Wanqing's expression changed slightly.

The possibility of encountering Shen Qingming... It really cannot be said that there is no such thing.

Unlike Qian Ye, Lu Fangchen's popular favorite who had a high reputation before the start of the game, Shen Qingming made a real stunning dark horse in the opening game. Before the game, the judges positioned her as the lowest player, so they drew Wang Jiu as their opponent. As the winner of the opening game, she actually did not show convincing strength at all, and was purely a beneficiary of the koi effect.

As for today's second round of competition, hundreds of dark horses in Shan He Qiu were indeed amazing, but frankly speaking, he still did not show enough hard strength. Moreover, Shan He Qiu himself is also a dark horse, and his strength is not as convincing as the favorites to win the championship.

To sum up, Chen Qingming's current evaluation in the game should still be at the median level. In this case, there is actually a considerable possibility. He will meet the top players or even the favorites to win the championship in the next round of the game.

Thinking of this, Li Wanqing had to try her best to recall the number on the gold card that she threw away. Fortunately, her memory was quite good, and she quickly found what she needed in her mind.

"Remember it says fish-flavored shredded pork."

Chen Qingming was dumbfounded when he heard this: "Fish, fish-flavored shredded pork? What is the code name?? There is such a code name in the game?"

Li Wanqing was stunned for a moment, then felt relieved: "So, what you got wasn't fish-flavored pork shreds?"

Chen Qingming said: "My card says Songlin. In short, it's good not to match Sister Wanqing."

Li Chaolu snorted: "I hope that Qian Yue can get the fish-flavored pork shreds, and get out of here in the third round!"

Because they did not get the result of killing each other, several people were very happy, but soon someone discovered that Li Xinyu's face was pale and his body was trembling.

Li Wanqing asked, "Fatty, what's wrong?"

"I, what I smoke is the fish-flavored shredded pork."

"Hahahaha! It's such a coincidence." Li Wanqing laughed, "It's said that we haven't tried anything for a long time. When did the last time we exchanged?"

"..." Li Xinyu was silent for a while and said tragically, "When I was three years old, I was pressed to the ground and beaten."

"Oh, remember it's pretty clear. I won't show mercy tomorrow."

However, before he finished speaking, Li Wanqing suddenly felt something was wrong in the atmosphere and couldn't help but stop speaking.

A moment later, several adult monks in black uniforms surrounded the front and back ends of the corridor.

"Is Chen Qingming a player? I'm sorry to disturb the complaint. Your game was suspected of violating the rules. Please cooperate with us to go to the referee room for a check."

The space solidified instantly.
Chapter completed!