Little Bronze, don't be shy

Chapter 821 What is Hand Feeling?

The staff members with ID cards put the two adjacent teams together, and there were staff members with special spectator records next to them as referees. Lin Zhao re-drawn the number 6 to play against number 5.

Shi Mu and the others stood up and went to their own PK area. Sun Yao and Ding Anning rallied and shouted, "Come on!!! Go husband and wife soldiers! Absolutely No.1!!!"

This slogan rhymes unexpectedly.

Cheng Zhi expressed dissatisfaction in a low voice, "I'm such a big single dog, can I be ignored?"

The shouts of the two of them successfully attracted many people around, Shi Mu covered his face in embarrassment and left, Gong Changzhang and You Zhiyuan hadn't shouted their cheers yet, and they watched them leave with expectant eyes.

Number 5...

In the 56PK division, the five boys from the No. 5 team were already waiting there, watching Shi Mu and the five of them walk over.

Five, boys, with the same shocked face.

Shi Mu had a desperate face.

"It's cold."

Shen Rui: "Bah, bah, bah! You said you were cold before the fight started, and you said something depressing before the soldiers went to war. Shi Mu, in ancient times, you would be dragged in front of the whole army and beheaded!"

While he was talking, he stroked and pulled on his neck, Shi Mu's expression became even worse.

Lin Zhao took her hand slightly, teasing with a smile, "We usually play ranked games, and there are basically five boys on the opposite side, but our ranking games have been winning consecutively until now, and we haven't lost. You're nervous."

Two of the boys over there blushed when they saw it, and scratched their heads in embarrassment, "Fuck the school belle, they actually fought with the school belle, this group is amazing..."

"I can't even click on the skill when facing the school belle."

"The main reason is that you are willing to kill her?"

"Don't give up, don't give up..."

Shi Mu smiled awkwardly, his mouth moved faster than his brain, and he greeted politely, "How are you guys?"

Shen Rui almost laughed.

They were sitting across from No. [-]. Shi Mu was calm on the surface and very flustered inside. She looked at Lin Zhao and spoke nervously, "I think..."

Lin Zhao pushed her to sit on the chair, "No, you don't want to."

Shi Mu: ...

She held back the words that she wanted to go to the bathroom, and the staff in charge of watching the battle here came over, briefly explained the rules, and asked them to start boarding their King's number.

Zhou Lulu: "Hey, isn't it an official account?"

The staff smiled, "Before the quarterfinals, they used their own accounts, and after the quarterfinals, they used the official accounts."

Shi Mu breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she used her own account. Otherwise, she would not be able to remember which one was Lin Zhao and which one was Zhou Lulu.

The staff picked up the pen and said politely, "The captains on both sides have a round of finger-guessing. The winning side will open a room on the upper side of the room, and the losing side will be on the lower side of the room."

Rock-paper-scissors, rock-paper-scissors.

When the staff counted down to 321, Lin Zhao and the opposing team leader shot at the same time, scissors against cloth, and Lin Zhao won.

Lin Zhaodeng's is a large size. First, he added a friend to the captain on the opposite side. Several people on the opposite side looked around his captain's mobile phone, and saw the name in the friend application column——Ace.
Ace, a very familiar ID, the captain on the other side clicked on Ace's personal homepage to have a look.

After agreeing to the friend application, Lin Zhao opened the room again and pulled Shi Mu and the others in.

Shi Mu looked at his unfamiliar ID and wondered, "Why do you use this number?"

Lin Zhaodao, "I'm used to the touch of Feng Qiuhuang."

what?
What is the feel?
(End of this chapter)