Asaka reminded him, "Lord Qinghui, they're asking if you have anything to say if you won the game. ’

No.

What is there to say about winning the game?

Survival of the fittest, the spirit sword is the first in the world.

Winning games is a matter of course!

I felt what Qinghui wanted to say.

After all, it seems a little too embarrassing to say that you can't at such a time.

So Asaka spoke again, "And you can talk about the inspirational situation of Lord Qinghui, you want to say, and then embark on this path, just say a few words." ’

After all, you have to let people have some news to write about, right?

But inspirational things are for normal people.

Qinghui Horn ...... It really doesn't belong to the category of normal people.

So the audience sounded the little girl's soft voice, and the little face was projected on the big screen, white and soft, a little cute and well-behaved.

It's not stage fright at all, and it seems that I'm used to the situation where so many people are watching.

"Now, what do you want to say?"

The little girl tilted her head slightly, looked at someone who dared to pretend to be innocent over there with her eyes lowered, and snorted indignantly, "Go back, you want to beat the captain." ”

There was a pause, followed by a burst of laughter.

"Also, it's fun to play games, and you can make money and buy small cakes."

So it's okay to play professionally.

It's just to find a job to support yourself, and by the way, you can carry Mingyue back.

All:......

Even the host who asked was stunned for a moment.

No, you're a little too honest, aren't you?

The teammates next to him are obviously very used to this Qingqi painting style.

I couldn't help but sneer.

Xiao Er took the microphone back and said casually, "The little girl in our team has a too straight personality, so it is inevitable that the painting style is a little strange, so take care of it." ”

Seeing Xiao Er take the microphone, the host asked casually, "God of Evil, I believe we all want to know, what do you think of that last skill?" ”

Xiao Er's movements paused, and he sighed lightly, as if he had a slight headache, "I don't think this world can be so mysterious." ”

So my stubbornness and I plan to give it another try.

After all, the victory is certain, whether it is successful or not, it will not affect the result.

I'll admit that I have an element of gambling.

When this man said this, he was serious, and then everyone saw Qinghui standing next to him grinding his small teeth, raising his foot angrily and kicking Xiao Er's calf.

Qinghui: When I hear your voice, I get annoyed and want to kick you.

It is estimated that he still cared about his face in the end, and did not directly fight with him on stage.

Xiao Er, who knew that he was wrong, touched the tip of his nose and tried to shrink his presence in front of the little girl.

The host tried to hold back a smile, and finally endured asking a few questions.

It is to put everyone down from the stage.

Everyone at SYJ was beaming.

One person wrapped a big red envelope, and then prepared to drive to a nearby hotel for a celebration banquet.

Xiao Er and Qinghui walked at the end, seeing that the little girl was unwilling to let him carry the bag, and she was angry.

The captain flattered and followed, and said cautiously, "Huihui? Cubs? Little girl? Am I wrong, okay? ”

Qinghui snorted, and the white and tender little face looked away from him, not looking at him.

Someone's hand had quietly reached over and put it on Qinghui's shoulder, a little whispering.