Chapter 381 382 I Only Have Twelve?

At this moment, whether it is the big *** who laughed at me just now, the second arm that looks down on me, the third arm that despises me, and the four arms who are grassy on the wall......

and the five-armed, six-armed, seven-eight-armed who only know how to complain and don't know how to work hard......

Forget everything, forget the call of love!

"Good!!"

"444, well done."

"You are our pride!"

The overwhelming applause filled the audience like a frenzy.

At this moment, countless people are desperately venting and venting with all their might.

The little dragon's applause was drowned out in the overwhelming sound frenzy, and it was inaudible.

The red-eyed little dragon suddenly jumped up to me, snatched the microphone from my hand, turned it back, jumped on the railing, and roared in the sky.

"Good !!!!"

The wireless microphone transmitted the roar of the little dragon throughout the 2,000-square-meter gymnasium.

Turn the stadium into a sea of meteors in an instant!

The shocking waves, the frenzy of annihilation, one after another, flooded the mountains, submerged the heavens and the earth!

"Okay—"

The heart-rending roar came to an abrupt end!

Xiaolongzi blinked, and the microphone pestle came to his mouth and fed him fiercely and screamed several times.

"!"

"It's broken!"

"Nima. Is the microphone so unrelenting?"

Xiaolongzi scolded, but in the next second, his eyes froze, and he threw the microphone on the ground and kicked it into the corner.

The tide is all over the sky, and the waves are crashing on the shore!

The scene is full of joy!

Opposite me, Zhuang Chihua bit his lip, and raised his wrist several times to applaud but gave up in depression.

In a moment, the hands were forcibly raised in restraint to applaud me.

However, it was loosened again in the entanglement and depression.

The red lips opened and closed, pursed and sipped, but the applause could not be spat out.

In the eyes of the empress Zhuang, what is revealed is presumptuous liking!

In the clenched hands of the empress Zhuang, it was restrained......

Some kind of emotion!

When the cheers of the audience were detonated, Zhuang Chihua seemed to be greatly encouraged, and his quiet and deep eyes plucked up the courage to look directly at me.

Suddenly, Zhuang Chihua was like a little girl who saw an idol, quietly compared his thumb to me, and quickly hid his thumb in his index finger.

It's a twist!

At this moment, Zhuang Chihua's face was full of pride, shyness, and innocence and cuteness like a little fan girl.

The tide of Qiantang rises, sweeping the world.

Everyone's voice is surging, and everyone's blood is boiling! ap.

I just stood where I was, standing quietly, silently enjoying my own well-deserved glory as the king.

In this round of war, I created a brilliant record of 20 million with 140 yuan of the least amount of spillage gold in the whole headquarters, and I did my best in any way.

It not only slapped everyone's face, but also refreshed the highest record in the 50 years since the establishment of the headquarters.

Among the many pilgrimage-like gazes, there are several pairs of maverick and extremely discordant eyes.

A small north nose, a forest day!

This leakage battle is undoubtedly a big blow to Xiaobeibi.

The big little north nose is like a little she-wolf hiding at home and licking her wounds!

However, Xiaobeibi's attitude towards me is still extremely disgusted, and there is deep unwillingness and sourness!

And Lin Chaoxi sat there like a statue, cold as ice, arrogant and peerless.

In her eyes, what I saw was the hatred for me hidden in her heart!

I also read the resentment hidden in her eyes!

The girl who used to fight with me in the small garden of the big willow tree, and the female voice who used to fight with me at the Water Cube, have become a model in my memory at this moment

Paste the slides.

A few minutes after the applause subsided, the atmosphere in the stadium was outrageous.

"The fourth round of the headquarters comprehensive competition, the final champion ......"

Just as Pu Ziheng loudly announced the championship, I interrupted: "Wait a minute."

Pu Ziheng was stunned and turned his head to look at me: "444, what else is wrong with you?"

"I still have a missing item. You didn't read it."

When these words came out, the people who had just calmed down were shocked again!

And one more!?

How is this possible?

It's an exaggeration, right?

444 have picked up twelve pieces and leaked them.

How could there be?

The boss of the Divine Bureau also showed a trace of disbelief at this moment, and looked sideways at the old man of the observation group despicable.

At this time, the old despicable performance is just one word.

Play dead!

Pu Ziheng put his head on the A4 paper, checked my transcript word by word, and flipped the A4 paper over, but he didn't find anything missing.

"Nope. 444, your score ......"

I ignored Pu Ziheng and shouted at someone in the observation group, "Ning Cheng! Peaceful...... Vice president. Ning is the deputy team leader. I only had twelve items that I had missed. Isn't it?"

Ning Cheng is a special guest of the observation group of the headquarters and the deputy leader of the evaluation team.

This questioning tone made Ning Cheng very uncomfortable, and he sat on the big man's seat with his hands folded, his face was calm, and he ignored me with complete disdain.

He Ning Cheng has long had a grudge, and there is no possibility of reconciliation, and I don't have to get used to him saving face for him.

Strike while the iron is hot, slap your face while you win!

Right now!

"Ning Cheng. Ning is the deputy team leader. I'm asking you."

At this time, I was holding the new microphone handed over by Liang Xile, a dog-legged person, and asked Ning Cheng with a big sting.

This almost commanding slap in the face tone made Ning Cheng unable to get off the stage at all.

No matter how high Ning Cheng showed his self-cultivation and compulsion, he could no longer pretend to be deaf and dumb.

His identity, his status, his compulsion, he will not be allowed not to respond to my words!

In front of everyone's eyes, Ning Cheng leaned up half of his body with a straight face, leaned over to the microphone and said lightly, "No."

As he spoke, Ning Cheng straightened out his woolen suit and was about to sit down.

"Ning Cheng. Ning is the deputy team leader. Are you sure you don't?"

Ning Cheng, who was already half of his butt next to the chair, took a strange pose, was silent for two seconds and then got up again and replied to me: "I'm sure."

Three simple words came out of Ning Cheng's mouth, with endless grievances.

At this moment, Ning Cheng had the heart to kill me.

I looked at Ning Cheng indifferently and coldly, and I spoke again, naming another person's name.

"Wang Jingzhen. Old gentleman......"