Ji Shaoyi ran away with his head in his arms: "..." God is a fucking Zuan people, my Zuan people said they can't stand this grievance!

It was a bit shameful to say that before participating in the competition, he had fantasized about the scene when he won the competition countless times.

In his fantasy, he would stand on the high podium, and the flashing spotlights kept reflecting the night into the day. He held a heavy trophy in his hand, and his teammates standing next to him, and fans shouting at him...

His dreams and sweat can be seen by many people.

The reality is just the opposite. The dim small Internet cafe is noisy, and the staff read out the results of the competition at will and accompanied a few blessings, the auditions ended.

One hundred contestants came out one after another, some looked frustrated, some breathed a sigh of relief, and some kept comforting their teammates: It doesn’t matter if they lose, they were just fun.

They came quietly and left quietly. Perhaps one day in the future, even if they participated in the competition because of their passion and an out of reach dream, they would not want to mention it to others.

Only those who win the last one have the chance to talk to the camera.

Those who lose can only leave quietly. Do you have dreams or work hard enough...Who cares?

Looking at the newly replaced billboard at the exhibition center opposite, Ji Shaoyi clenched his fists and cursed in his heart: Damn, I want to win the end.

Lang Qiao glanced at Shi Qi on the billboard opposite. She subconsciously glanced at Ji Shaoyi and saw that the fickle dog man was indeed staring at the billboard!

She walked to him in three or two steps and spoke sourly: "What are you thinking?"

I wonder what he would be like if his contract had not been detained at the beginning.

Thinking that his competitors are so dazzling, he is now working hard but still can't catch up.

But if his contract was not detained, he wouldn't have met her now.

Thinking of this, Ji Shaoyi suddenly felt a little relieved.

"I'm thinking about what you want you to do for me." Ji Shaoyi used a gun gesture and said 'biu' to her heart: "Thirteen to twelve, you lost."

Lang Qiao scoffed at his childish behavior and said unconvincedly: "You are cheating."

"I don't care." Ji Shao raised his baldly and wanted to carry out the trick to the end: "The game mechanism determines that killing teammates is considered the head, and that is my head!"

He was already much taller than Lang Qiao. His chin was slightly raised, and he felt very worthy of beating in Lang Qiao's eyes, and it was full of mockery.

She was so angry that she snorted coldly, and climbed up the flower bed in front of her, trying to overwhelm him with condescending momentum.

Lang Qiao stood still with great momentum, and just as he was about to speak, he humbly discovered...

Even though she stood on the flower bed, she was still a little shorter than him.

Lang Qiao: "..." Suddenly stunned.jpg

Ji Shaoyi was so cute that she reached out and rubbed her head: "Don't think that if you act cute, I will let you go. Do you can't afford to lose?"

Lang Qiao: "..." Get out of the way, cute.

She glanced at Ji Shaoyi fiercely, trying to refute that she was not cute, but found that she was standing on the flower bed like a child, which was really not convincing.

After a long time of silence, Lang Qiao squatted on the flower bed with her knees in her arms, and decisively chose to accept the loss: "What's the requirement? Please give it."

Judging from past experience, every time Ji Shaoyi asks her, he just makes her scream nicely.

She has called her brother, what else can be said to me?

Call it dad?

When Mr. Lang knew about it, he would be so angry that he stuffed him into the mixer and stirred it into reinforced concrete, and then took it to build the wall!

Lang Qiao was so thundered by his strange thoughts that he heard him chuckling, pulling the corner of her clothes and saying, "Please knit a scarf for me."

Lang Qiao: "????"

For a moment, she suspected that she had heard it wrong.

Lang Qiao was shocked as she was watching her hand that she had been used to slim doors and locks since she was a child. She was no less shocked than Song Jiang asked Li Kui to help him embroider the handkerchief, and Lu Zhishen taught Lin Daiyu to pull up the weeping willows...

"Are you serious? Why do you want a scarf?" Lang Qiao raised her head in shock and met his serious eyes.

"Of course it's serious." Ji Shaoyi pulled the corner of her clothes and shook it, with a bit of joke in his tone: "I want to hang my scarf."

Lang Qiao: "..." I suspect you are connoting me, and I have evidence.

She knocked off his coquettish hand and was about to scold him for being crazy when she saw him suddenly leaning down and leaning into her ear. Her clear voice was wrapped with warm breathing, and every word was filled with a gentle and affectionate smell.

He said: "I want to hang myself on your reinforced concrete iron column forever."

Lang Qiao: "..." Fuck.

What to do? She seems to be less and less refusing to refuse people...

Amid her heartbeat that was gradually losing control, Lang Qiao nodded with a red face and said ambiguously: "I'll try."

For the arrogant, she basically agreed to say the word "try".

When Mr. Ji was so happy, he reached out and carried her off the flower bed. Amid Lang Qiao's scream of "You are crazy", he hugged her and turned around several circles.

It was not until the car they called arrived that Ji Shaoyi reluctantly let go and repeatedly emphasized to her: "You must do it when you say it, and you are not allowed to regret it!"

Lang Qiao replied to him fiercely, "Talk" and then got into the car without looking back.

Due to a big victory, everyone was in a very high mood on the way back.

In order to commemorate their feat of burning the finals, Ji Shaoyi waved his hand and invited them to barbecue.

After a group of people arrived at the university town, they went straight to the barbecue restaurant. After eating happily, Ji Shaoyi and Tian Luo went straight to school to attend classes, while Lang Qiao and Gu Congxin returned to the community.

A big stone in Gu Congxin's heart fell to the ground, and as soon as he entered the door, he fell straight onto the sofa, as if he had no bones.

Lang Qiaoze returned to the room sneakily, closed the door and locked it. Then he took out his cell phone, clicked into station D, and looked at it with shame... Scarf knitting tutorial.

If Gu Congxin knew that she was still strong in the morning, now the iron man tenderly learned to knit scarves, he would definitely laugh at her!

When he saw the rise, Lang Qiao even sneaked to the kitchen to go with double disposable chopsticks, and then took out an old sweater as the source of wool, and started the experiment confidently.

Five minutes later... she felt all over her body and soul what it means to be "will be useless when you see it."

In the video, the yarn and stick needles seemed to have vitality, but when it came to her, it turned into a mess and a fire stick.

Lang Qiao has never touched these things since she was a child. Her fingers were so stiff that she almost didn't know where to put them. She took them apart, woven them, and then broke them back and forth...
Chapter completed!