Zhao Yao said seriously: "You must know that the electronic piano is one of the most demanding exercises for finger flexibility in the world. If you can even play the electronic piano with your palm, what can the operation of the Honor of Kings be counted as a matter of "

"So that's it!" Matcha looked at the electronic piano in front of him with his eyes luminous, opened his mouth and shouted wildly: "Little fat man, wait for me, I want to call you to delete the account and unload the game!"

Elizabeth in the distance glanced at a person, a cat, and rolled his eyes: "Idiot."

So every day afterwards, Matcha tried hard to practice basic skills, and his flesh claws and fingers increased rapidly, and his strength increased wildly.

...

In the blink of an eye, several days passed, and Matcha devoted himself to practicing every day, and even practiced his fingering in the coffee shop during the day.

Until tonight, Zhao Yao's home.

Accompanied by the continuous sound of the thunder, Matcha's flesh claws swept through the afterimage, and a roll of paper on the top of the round head was torn into debris.

The next moment, Matcha suddenly flashed in front of the electronic piano, and afterimages were drawn with both claws, and an Ode to Joy was played smoothly.

Yuanyuan immediately shouted: "Congratulations to brother, now you have achieved great success in your magical skills. From then on, the level of glory of the king will be a thousand miles a day, and the strongest king is just around the corner."

"Hmph, it's finally done!" Matcha looked at his flesh palm, and a light flashed in his eyes: "Five days of hard work, I don't play games, watch live broadcasts, pick up customers, sleep in, and play Yuanyuan. After five days of hard work, I finally mastered these pairs of iron claws."

Coal balls said on the side: "I advise you to hide this roll of paper quickly, if Zhao Yao discovered it..."

Matcha and Yuanyuan were shocked and immediately picked up all the pieces of paper rolls on the ground and threw them into the toilet.

Seeing the rolls of paper in the toilet being gradually pumped, the two cats finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Matcha looked at the coal ball and said, "Thank you, coal ball, I forgot it because you reminded me."

Coal ball glanced at Matcha and said, "No need to thank me, I just don't expect that Zhao Yao would take off his anger and break my catnip."

Suddenly Matcha's ears moved and he said, "What's the sound, buzzing."

Yuanyuan glanced at the living room and said, "Brother, it's the new Folding Cat." Looking at the Folding Cat sleeping on the sofa, Yuanyuan said, "I don't know what's going on recently. The longer I sleep, the longer I sleep, and the louder the sound of snoring is getting louder and louder."

"Hmph, let her be arrogant first, and then teach her the rules when I abuse the fat man." Matcha excitedly climbed onto the massage chair, took out his cell phone, and went to the WeChat group.

The strongest Chinese server: "Where is the little fat guy? Get out of here! @The little fat guy who specializes in killing Luban."

The little fat man who specializes in killing Luban: "You are looking for me for a croaker?"

The strongest national server: "Haha, have you seen my name?"

The little fat man who specializes in killing Luban: "Oh, it matches you very much, and is as shameless as you."

The strongest national server: "Hmph, you don't understand at all. I, who is already standing above the sky, broke through the limit of cats and evolved from the strongest national server to the strongest national server. From today on, you can only stand in the soil and look up at me."

Xiaoyu curled her lips and typed impatiently: "Okay, okay, do you want to fight alone?"

The strongest national server: "Haha, don't you understand? Your and I have already got two dimensions."

Yuanyuan stayed behind Matcha, and when she watched the other person typing, she showed a shocked expression on her face: "This typing speed is so fast. Is this the result of cultivation? She actually typed and spoke at the same speed, and she still doesn't even have a typo. How terrible would it be to use this speed and precision in Honor of Kings?"

"Okay, okay." The fat man who specializes in killing Luban sent out a game invitation.

A moment later, a one-on-one battle of Honor of Kings on the Mohist government began.

But after the game started, Matcha did not wait to go on the court, but began to type: "Ant, struggle, cry, and then open your eyes and see clearly the gap between you and me that crosses the dimension."

Yuanyuan said hesitantly: "Brother, the game has begun. Are you not online yet?"

"What's the hurry?" said the old god of Matcha: "When you swing your claws, it doesn't matter whether it's more or less dust in the air. But the fat guy now is this kind of dust to me."

"Look at my typing speed. I feel that my phone has become an extension of my hands. I feel that my consciousness flows in the world of King of Glory. I don't even know how strong I am now."

"Look!" Matcha's fingers swung back and forth quickly on the direction keys: "Twelve turns in one second! How can this kind of movement lose?"

Five minutes later...

Matcha blinked blankly and shook his head: "It's impossible, how could I lose? Let's do it again, and I won't let him do it this time."

An hour later, after Zhao Yao finished his meal, he walked from the dining room to the living room, and saw Matcha lying on the massage chair with a blank expression on his face, staring at the ceiling with his eyes straight, saliva flowing, like a fool.

Zhao Yao was stunned and asked, "What's wrong with him?"

Yuanyuan yawned on the side and said, "Oh? He, King of Glory lost to the little fat man in 7 sets in one match, and it seemed that he couldn't accept it for a while."

Zhao Yao reached out to scan Matcha's eyes, and the other party seemed to have not seen it, and was still staring straight at the void.

"This waste." Zhao Yao pulled the corner of his mouth and asked tentatively: "Matcha, do you like that Qianqian very much?"

Now Matcha finally reacted, and then saw his eyes shrink slightly, then he looked at Zhao Yao and said, "Well, I really want to mate with her.

But a goddess like her can only play with the most beautiful cats in the Glory of Kings. She doesn't even want to look at me, just like the soil on the soles of her feet, she is trampled on by her casually."

Zhao Yao held his forehead and looked at Elizabeth waiting for the cat and said, "Matcha can't work tomorrow, so what can you do to encourage him?"

Coal Ball glanced at Matcha at a squinting glance and said, "I know that I can't play games all day long, but I can't play well. I don't know how to lick myself too much. My body is smelly. I won't like you even if I don't."

boom!

Zhao Yao felt Matcha's body tremble for a moment, and the whole cat's heart was hit again, and his body seemed to be about to sink completely into the crack of the massage chair.

"I'm asking you to encourage him." Zhao Yao said with his forehead on his back.

Yuanyuan looked at Matcha eagerly and continued, "I think Matcha is pretty good." Seeing Matcha pricking up his ears, he continued, "He has a very clear understanding of himself, and e-sports is indeed not suitable for him."

boom!

Matcha's body fell into the massage chair even more, and the cat's eyes turned pale, as if it was about to die.

Zhao Yao looked at Elizabeth, hoping that she could comfort Matcha well.

"Actually, Matcha..." Elizabeth was brewing for a while, and she couldn't bear to stab her again, but after looking at Matcha for a few seconds, she suddenly opened her mouth, her body was undulating, and she retching.

After half a day of service, she wiped her mouth and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, the customer was too full today and the stomach felt a little uncomfortable."

"Hey hey, hey, Matcha, don't jump off the building! This is the 17th floor, you will really die if you jump down." Zhao Yao brought Matcha back from the windowsill-
Chapter completed!