Seeing this, even if the host guessed that she was pretending, he could only try his best to cooperate: "It turned out that she was not in good shape to play abnormally, I think it's a little regrettable, but there will definitely be a chance to see the PK of the true strength of Fusheng Ruomeng and Xiaoyue in the future, we are waiting for you to participate in the next Shengshi Competition in the best condition!" ”

Xiaoyue let out a soft "um" and walked off the stage.

And Fu Xin stood on the stage, except for feeling that Xiaoyue's acting skills were clever, there was no turmoil in his heart.

The host breathed a sigh of relief and asked with a smile, "Floating like a dream, is there anything you want to say to the audience?" ”

Fu Xin paused, looked at the audience, and looked calm as water: "It seems that there is nothing to say, you can't let me cry like her." ”

Her tone was simple and small, but anyone smart could tell it was sarcasm.

Xiaoyue, who stepped off the stage, stumbled even more, knowing that she was despised by pretending to be pitiful, but what could she do with verbal sarcasm, she couldn't do anything with herself.

Xiaoyue only snorted secretly, turned around and left.

The host finally let go of a sigh of relief and lifted it up again.

What kind of grudge do you two have, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the two are wrong!

However, her quality as a host made her smile from beginning to end, skipped this embarrassing topic, and said the next words with high spirits.

"Congratulations to Fusheng Ruomeng for entering the third round of the Shengshi Fengyun Live PK Competition!"

The reason why the host pronounced this name of floating life like a dream was only because the name of the dead did not pay for their lives was not good......

It's a blessing that she has a second name.

When the words fell, the audience applauded, not only for her to enter the third round of the competition, but also to cheer for the return of the former king!

Next, the event continued, and the players continued to PK, and finally five players competed for the final round of the competition.

The host smiled in a soft and crisp voice: "The next link is very tense, we still have five players left, what about me, I will draw a card from these five cards with the names of the players, and then the players who are drawn will directly advance to the final round of the game, and the remaining four players PK in pairs to determine the winner, and finally compete for the championship with the players who are directly promoted!" ”

Although it is somewhat unfair, the organizers also deliberately have such a link to save time.

"So, I'm going to draw the player's card now."

The host showed the audience the five cards in her hand so that everyone could confirm that the cards were not fake, and then she pulled out the middle card from it.

"Our lucky winner for this tournament is Floating Dreams!"

Fu Xin raised his eyebrows slightly, and made a "wow" sound, which attracted a chuckle from Lin Yizhuo next to him.

Hey, my own Shihu has to go through layers of hardships before he can come to his side.

Fu Xin suddenly couldn't help but turn into a drama spirit.

She stretched out her hand excitedly and stopped at a distance of only ten centimeters from Lin Yizhuo: "Shihu-I can't hold on, you hurry up and defeat the demons and monsters to save me......"

At the end, she made an "ah" sound, closed her eyes and fell back on the back of the chair, and her legs trembled with meaning, proving that she was not dizzy.

The corners of Lin Yizhuo's mouth twitched, and he said silently: "There are too many plays." ”

When Fu Xin fell, he forgot to withdraw his hand, but the next second he was wrapped in a warm palm.

She was stunned for a moment, opened her eyes, and saw Lin Yizhuo holding her hand.

Hey, Shi Hu is taking the opportunity to rub oil!