Hand tea to the women's clothing boss

Chapter 212 Miss L is the most powerful
After 5 minutes, the second game started.

Kim on the opposite side was still chewing gum indifferently, his whole person was calm and calm, but his strikes were as if a blunt knife cut through flesh, mercilessly.

stab~
stab~
Every time Kim played a card, the eyelids of the audience jumped.

As the battle gradually deepened, in the fifth round, Senshen's right hand began to tremble slightly, his body could not be controlled, and he almost fainted. He found that he was powerless.

lost...

Throwing out a piece of water element, he resigned himself to his fate and closed his eyes.

"competition is over"

Without any luck, the referee's voice sounded as promised.

There was silence off the field, like the bottom of a dark lake.

The two sides shook hands again, not daring to look at the lovely audience with tears in their eyes and the expectant faces, Senshen bowed his head and walked back to the lounge.

Lose, it's all over.

It's not that he is narcissistic, but that he knows that his opponent is really powerful, and he is still too arrogant to be the second in the world.

Sure enough, as Senshen guessed, all the teammates who played later were swept 2:0 without mercy, just like Senshen did at the beginning, even worse.

When the referee declared Kim the winner, there were sparse applause from the audience.

No one pays attention to the following series of procedures off the field. What million dollar bonus, what sports car, all lost, and talk about a P!

When receiving the award, watching so many foreigners holding up the trophy, the host pulled his face and greeted him with a smile, which made the Hearthstone fans off the field very upset, but there was nothing they could do.

Skills are not as good as people, what else can I do?
The audience could only remain silent until someone yelled something in a low voice.

"If Miss L were here, the situation would not be like this!"

This whisper was like a flame, instantly igniting the entire venue.

"Miss L, we need you!"

"Miss L, we need you!"

The audience was furious, they all stood up and waved their fists, their voices became louder and louder.

Seeing such a weird situation, Kim on the podium was also stunned, but soon after hearing the translation, he smiled.

Wai Guoren likes to play dead, and his racial talent for being in the limelight allowed him to snatch the microphone from the host.

"Ahem, everyone, please listen to me."

There was a sudden silence off the court, wanting to see what foreign fart this foreigner was going to do.

"I came here to meet Miss L. She is very mysterious and powerful. I hope to fight with her."

Wow~!

Hearing this, there was an instant explosion off the field.

"Go up to the hut with a lantern, you're looking for shit!"

"Pretend to be B! Miss L, come and slap him in the face"

"Miss L, beat him up!"

"Look!"

Sitting in front of the computer, listening to the neat petition, even the old man Wang Meng became excited.

Miss Lin, what are you going to do now, why don't you come?
Is it a slap in the face?
Or ignore it?

Wang Meng couldn't help but look forward to it.

In the China-US Invitational, the battle between Senshen and Kim quickly spread on the Internet.

First swept the opponent 2:0, and then was swept back by the opponent 2:0.

Putting aside the standpoint of the country and the nation, this is simply a perfect textbook-like slap in the face and anti-killing.

However, it was a bit aggrieved to see myself being slaughtered.

Not only is the bonus gone.

Millions of Ferraris are gone.

Including the announcement of the final winner Kim's approximate invitation to the battle, this China-US Invitational Tournament is full of topics.

Under Lin Yi's Weibo, there was a long queue of petitioners.

Because the team led by Senshen was massacred, some people came to complain about Lin Yi.

Why didn't she go? If she went, maybe she could fight back!
Regarding this, Yuan Wushui posted a special Weibo, claiming that Ms. L had to be absent due to physical reasons, please forgive me.

After knowing the reason, most people expressed their understanding.

This is force majeure, and no one can do anything about it.

Of course, there are also some straight men who don't understand what "physical reasons" means?
——Unwell, do you mean a cold?
——Damn, the person upstairs must not have a wife, no, no girlfriend!

——The upstairs is right, such a shy thing, you still have to tell it to you, straight men are really scary!
Just like that, a good post turned into a crooked post at the end - when I was unwell and told this to my boyfriend, how would he answer to be regarded as having a high EQ?
Seeing this question, many girls burst into tears.

The most replies, no surprise - drink more hot water! !

Two in the afternoon.

Lin Yi yawned, sitting in front of the computer and flipping through Weibo.

He was taking a nap just now, and was awakened by Yuan Wushui's phone call. When he hung up, the other party sent another 500-word message, which made Lin's head grow bigger.

There are so many words grouped together, the general idea is, let her go to Weibo to have a look, her lovely fans need her very much!

If she is willing to go, Yuan Wushui said that he can talk to Netease, anyway, Kim hasn't left yet, wouldn't it be great to play a friendly match with the other party or something?
After all, there are so many people petitioning on Weibo.

If he wins, it's not about harvesting a large number of fans!
And such a delicious piece of cake, Lin Yi was not interested in it!

Although Lin Yi is happy, but his level is not good, otherwise, he would have already done it by himself, and there is no need to be like now, staring at the comments on his Weibo.

——If Ms. L goes to the competition, I will send a fruit photo.

——Miss L, please compete, wood~ah!
——Miss L, marry me!

Seeing the enthusiastic speeches of those suspected female fans, Lin Yi's heart was about to move, and the more he scrolled down, the stronger the idea became.

or……

go? !

Lin Yi was flipping through, and a post was pushed up.

It turned out that those who have good things also left a message on Senshen Weibo, saying that some people belittled Senshen to promote L.

Fans on both sides were upset. They thought their idols were amazing, but no one could convince the other, so they started arguing under Lin Yi's Weibo.

But because the two sides have never played against each other, fans can only YY themselves, suppressing their opponents through the intensity of language (keyboard).

As more and more people joined the battle, the battle became more and more intense. Looking at the occasional pop-ups of "letter cut", "dissatisfied, report address", "you don't even know X".

Lin Yi was terrified by these ridiculous words, and retreated in an instant.

Otherwise, forget it...

What if I went to a competition by myself and was dragged into a small black room by these people to fuck XOO after the game, what should I do?
But no matter how noisy the fans on both sides were, Lin Yi and Senshen kept silent in a tacit understanding. After the post was locked, they thought it was over like this.

But no one expected that at [-] o'clock in the evening, NetEase actually issued a notice.

——Didn’t you enjoy yesterday’s game?

——It’s okay, the online duel between L and Kim is coming!
——Then pick up your keyboard and cheer for L!
(End of this chapter)