"What book?" Lu Kuo really forgot. After thinking for a while, he remembered that it was the poetry collection he asked his helper to bring.

"I'm at home. I'll bring it to you tomorrow."

In the front, Cheng Chen was able to do two things at once, watching the movements of Zhuo Yuan and Lu Kuo while replying to Tinglan.

: "How strong can she be? Maybe not as strong as me."

Tinglan said:

"Then you compare with me first."

"Okay." Both of them put their hands on the desk, ready to fight to see who was stronger.

When Lu Kuo saw it, he immediately lay down on his seat to watch the two people's game. He was most interested in watching this kind of excitement, and he automatically assumed the role of referee:

"ready, go."

This was the first time for Tinglan and Cheng Chen to play this kind of game. They were both equally strong, and they remained in a vertical position for a long time, regardless of the outcome.

Tinglan's arms looked white and delicate. She was as strong as Cheng Chen, but she had more endurance. After about a minute, Cheng Chen couldn't resist and her palm was pressed down.

Lu Kuo on the side clapped his hands: "Ting Lan, I didn't expect you to be quite powerful. Come on, let me try with you."

Lu Kuo was gearing up to compete with Tinglan, but Tinglan turned around and said, "Okay."

Just as Lu Kuo put his hand on the table, he suddenly thought of something and said, "Oh no, my hand was injured during vacation. Zhuo Yu'an, come and compete with Tinglan."

Zhuo Yu'an and Congshan Ruliu sat down in Lu Kuo's seat.

Tinglan saw that his hands were much bigger than hers, and his arms were longer. He hesitated whether to compete. There was no need to compete, and he would definitely lose.

Zhuo Yu'an on the other side said, "I'll use my left hand to compete with you, or you can use both hands."

"That can."

Tinglan immediately stretched out his right hand and clasped Zhuo Yuan's left hand.

Lu Kuo continued to act as the referee and give orders. As soon as he started, Tinglan used all his strength, trying to preemptively knock Zhuo Yuan down before he could exert any force.

This strategy was good. When she exerted her strength, Zhuo Yu'an's hand was pressed down halfway by her. As long as she exerted a little more force, he would lose.

As a result, she thought too much, and Zhuo Yuan was unprepared at first. She pressed him down all the way. When he was only a few centimeters away from the table, his hand stopped moving. No matter how hard she tried, he would not move down.

Not only did it not go down, his hand was slowly and slowly rising up.

The two of them were palm to palm, and her hand was almost tightly wrapped by his. She was pushing his hand hard, so hard that her face turned red, but Zhuo Yuan opposite him had a calm expression, except for the tips of his ears.

I noticed it was a little red.

The palm of his hand was hot, and the strength of his left hand could not be said to be very strong. It was just enough to withstand all the strength of Tinglan, but he did not pull it over and knock Tinglan down.

The two were in a stalemate again. More than a minute passed. Tinglan's hand was a little sore. She suddenly stood up and wrapped her other hand around Zhuo Yu'an's left hand.
Chapter completed!