Su Luo obviously won, but the treatment he received was even worse than if he lost.
Su Luo herself was fine, but Fei Junping and Tang Yalan around her were filled with indignation and helped her fight against the injustice.
"Boss! It's obvious that Leng Yunyi's skills are inferior to others, but he still pretends to lose to you. It's absolutely disgusting!"
"That's right, Sister Su, let's tell Leng Qishao to go! Let Leng Qishao punish him severely!"
Su Luo smiled faintly: "There are still two games left, and there are plenty of opportunities to prove it."
Tang Yalan smiled dryly and touched her head.
Su Luo's next opponents are the invincible Lucky Star Xin Chongliang, and the No. 1 seed player Murong Fang. With the way Su Luo struggled against Leng Yunyi today, is it really possible to win?
Su Luo smiled faintly: "Many people outside are not optimistic about me?"
Tang Yalan glanced at Su Luo weakly and nodded weakly.
Su Luo smiled half-heartedly: "That'll be easy."
She whispered in Tang Yalan and Fei Junping's ears.
"Boss, are you sure?"
"Do you really want to do this?"
Facing their doubts, Su Luo was more serious than ever: "Go ahead."
"Oh." After receiving a space ring, Tang Yalan and Fei Junping looked at each other and left doubtfully.
Su Luo was sitting on the rocking chair, supporting her chin with one hand, not knowing what she was thinking...
Chu and the others were heading to Xingluo Courtyard to find Nangong Liuyun.
But along the way, I heard a lot of whispers.
"I heard that the freshman from Imperial College wants to be our second wife."
"What are you talking about? That freshman can't even get into Zhongdi Academy and still wants to be our second young wife?"
"Have you heard? I heard that in this freshmen league, this girl was suppressed very hard, but she couldn't get the first place among the freshmen."
"What does it have to do with us whether you get the first place among the freshmen? You all shut up!"
"No, Mr. Seventeenth Steward, haven't you heard that our wife has a bet with the Second Young Master? Once that girl gets the first place among the freshmen, she will be among the candidates for the Second Young Master's wife."
"Our wife is so concerned about family status, can she agree to this?"
"The Second Young Master's wisdom...who in our clan can withstand it?"
"That's right..."
"But Madam has been in a good mood recently. She even went shopping today. There was a large group of people talking and laughing."
Chu and the others listened to the whispers in low voices all the way, and walked towards Xingluo Courtyard with cold faces.
Quiet morning.
Under the Qionghua tree, the young man sat elegantly on a rattan chair. The hem of his brocade robe was curved like a warm cloud, and the white Qionghua flowers fell freely, landing on his dark hair, eyebrows, and shoulders.
The young man's leisurely palms were slightly open, watching the snow-like Qionghua falling between his fingers.
Chu San walked straight to the position diagonally opposite Nangong Liuyun, and after occupying his favorite swing, he glanced at Nangong Liuyun angrily: "You are the old god here."
Ning Tianhao and Lin Ruoyu sat down on the stone bench along the stone table and looked at Nangong Liuyun curiously.
He has always been full of confidence, and after returning from ten thousand years, he is even more calm and calm.
Nangong Liuyun glanced at Chu San and asked unhurriedly: "Why is the Old God here?"
Why not?
Chu San: "What should we do about Su Luo?"
Nangong Liuyun was confused: "What?"
Chu San felt sorry for Su Luo: "When Su Luo lost, everyone stepped on her, but when she won, everyone still scolded her. Why? Is it because she has to withdraw from the competition before those people will be willing to do so?!"