Chapter 35
NO.17 private room.

Luo Sha has been lying on the chaise longue without even looking at the lobby outside, but seeing the scorching sun getting more and more angry, she knew what was going on.

According to her experience of reading countless time-travel novels, the heroine likes to deal with the ancients with modern methods. In the eyes of the heroine, the ancients are all backward and idiots. Only she herself is the smartest, and she must be able to fight of the ancients.

Because the heroine has advanced modern ideas, both the hero and the supporting role feel that the heroine is special, and then they are attracted by the heroine!

"Miss, you saw that Furong will be defeated." Luosha sighed.

"Why did Fu Rong lose?!" Jiao Yang still didn't want to believe it.

Because she is not the heroine, Luo Sha thought to herself, the sun might lose in the future, who made you not have the halo of the heroine, in short, the heroine cannot be beaten to death, even if she dies, she will be resurrected.

"Waste material!" Scorching Yang looked angry, Fu Rong, a good-for-nothing, couldn't even deal with Beiye Xingchen!

"Miss, I already told you not to do these things." Luo Sha ate grapes and said inarticulately.

"Hmph, spoiling one's own prestige by taking advantage of others' ambition!" Jiao Yang gave Luo Sha a gloomy look.

cough!Luo Sha almost choked, and immediately shut her mouth and didn't speak. It's terrible for the scorching sun to be fierce, and those eyes can kill people. If the scorching sun is put into modern times, it must be a sassy girlfriend, and she is arrogant and queenly.

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The atmosphere in the lobby became more and more tense, and almost everyone gathered around the stage to watch.

Another quarter of an hour had passed.

"Miss Furong, have you thought it over yet?" Someone got impatient again.

Many people can see that Furong is bound to lose, but they are too embarrassed to say it. Anyway, Furong is also a talented girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.

Fu Rong's face turned pale, her heart was full of anger, a smile was forced on her stiff pretty face: "This young lady is superb at chess, Fu Rong sighs that she is not as good as her, and Fu Rong admits defeat."

"Miss Furong is serious. It's the first time for Miss Furong to play this kind of game, and she is already very good. I am deeply impressed. When I played for the first time, I lost immediately." Xing Chen said a few words of consolation politely.

But in Fu Rong's ears, no matter how she heard it, she was mocking her.

She is the deacon of Xinhaiju, she is talented, and losing the thing she is most proud of is her shame!

clap clap!

There was thunderous applause immediately, and everyone applauded excitedly.

"This opening talent is really wonderful..."

"It turns out that Renju backgammon is so fun, much more interesting than the boring Go..."

"Who is this young lady? Even Furong lost to her..."

"The so-called real people don't show their faces, and those who show their faces are not real people..."

Fu Rong gritted her teeth, and the palms of her hands were almost bleeding from her fingernails. These applause and discussions were like needles piercing her heart, pulling out bloody.

Beiye Xingyu and the others on the second floor were full of disbelief, and their faces looked like they had eaten flies.

That trash actually beat Furong?

Can't believe it, can't accept it!
Who is that good-for-nothing Beiye Xingchen?Even if he can be admitted to the academic department of Yunhai College, it is a complete waste material!I don't know anything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, in short, I don't know anything!
That useless material actually won against the talented Fu Rong?

And let that waste material become famous, so many famous nobles pursued that waste material, are they all blind? !She is Beiye Xingchen!
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(End of this chapter)

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