"Xiao Ying'er, you are so humorous, you are so busy, don't play any options, watching the game is more exciting."

Luo Xiaohu hugged the girl's waist, secretly changed the concept, and prevented her from surrendering without a fight and raising the white flag indiscriminately.

With Wang Shaochong's character, he would not take this risk.

Even if he is bullied as a countryman and does not understand calligraphy, he will not surrender his identity and compete with his true face.

Even if Wang Shaochong is a master of calligraphy, or even a member of the national association, he will not be willing to fall.

This is a live broadcast on the whole network, and there must be many people in high society watching it.

If the major giants, even the opponents of the Wang family, see it, this matter will inevitably become a joke.

Not only Wang Shaochong, but also his Lao Tzu and the Wang family will be reduced to gossip in the upper class.

The dignified head of the four young people in Beijing, the top rich second generation in China, competes with the countrymen, and it is a shame to talk about it.

Luo Xiaohu can almost conclude that Wang Shaochong will not disclose his identity.

Win or lose, once it is made public, he is a loser, and he and his entire family may become a laughing stock.

Even if he can afford to lose, his son and his family can't afford to lose.

Because he caused the stock price to plummet, causing the family's assets to shrink, he knows better than anyone what the outcome will be.

"I thought you were going to abstain. If you surrender without a fight, you are a coward, and you are not worthy of lifting Xiaoying's shoes. ”

Wang Shaochong sneered: "Don't worry, Ben Shao won't take advantage of you, he will wear a mask and won't reveal his identity." ”

As he spoke, he winked at the young woman with one eyelid.

This young woman is not only one of his personal bodyguards, but also his little cute pet, who understands almost in seconds.

It's still quite secretive, pretending to go to the bathroom, and notifying the fan group as quickly as possible.

If you vote for Wang Shaochong, you can get a red envelope, and if you dare to vote for Luo Xiaohu, your family may be ruined.

After agreeing on the code, the fan group, support group, and circle of friends all moved, burning money and canvassing for votes.

"In this way, this scumbag cares about Xiao Ying'er very much and doesn't want to expose his ugly face in front of her."

Luo Xiaohu knew that he was tired, so he activated his heavy pupils and peeked at the content of the news: "Scum is scum." ”

"It's not his style, in order to win, for the sake of women, this scum is 100% unscrupulous."

Zhao Liying grabbed Luo Xiaohu's big hand tightly and lowered her voice: "He must be bad, be careful." ”

"Xiao Ying'er, you have to remember that no matter what, I didn't give up, you must not raise the white flag."

Luo Xiaohu picked up his pink face and stared at her eyes: "Surrendering without a fight is indeed a coward's behavior." ”

"Brother!"

Looking at the powerful confidence in Luo Xiaohu's eyes, Zhao Liying fell into her arms and nodded gently.

Suddenly, I realized that I was a little ridiculous.

Because the opponent was Wang Shaochong, she was preconceived and felt that Luo Xiaohu could not be defeated, and she was actually empty.

But no one can avoid this matter, and with Wang Shaochong's character, it is impossible to give up.

Luo Xiaohu said in public that they were in love, which was tantamount to a frontal provocation, which he could not tolerate.

At this point, no one has a way out, and there is no other choice but to fight.

Therefore, no matter what Luo Xiaohu does, she can't hold him back, and she must support him unconditionally.

In the face of many challenges, they must be united in their hearts, fight side by side, and move forward hand in hand.

"Boy, if you dare to make love to her in front of me, not only will you die, but your family will also die."

Wang Shaochong's eyes swelled with a violent and murderous aura, and he disappeared in a flash, making a look at the young woman with double eyelids.

Of course, this young woman understood in seconds, entered the bedroom, and hurriedly called someone to check Luo Xiaohu's background.

She is more ruthless than Zhong Weidong, and she wants to find out all of Luo Xiaohu's social relationships, and then she will catch them all.

Even if she lowered her voice, to Luo Xiaohu, it was like a roar, and she could hear it clearly.

"This scumbag is really ruthless enough, but in the final analysis, he relies on the connections and hundreds of millions of assets of the Wang family."

Luo Xiaohu clenched his fists: "One day, I will trample you under my feet and leave you with nothing." ”

A few minutes later, Shen Mengxi entered the living room with a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Because there were people from the capital, she wore a mask.

Although it covers the angelic face, it can't hide the devilish figure.

On the outside is a black professional suit, and on the inside is a black tights with cutouts.

Tightly wrapped around the body, it outlines a swaying arrogant curve.

With the rhythm of the body, it keeps vibrating, surging and surging and grabbing the heartstrings.

Wang Shaochong, who has countless "reading girls", knows that this is a masterpiece, and his eyes are brighter than a light bulb.

Unabashedly the wild desire in his heart and his bestiality, he swallowed his saliva and stared straight at it.

It's just that he still knows the sense of proportion, and he doesn't want to arouse Zhao Liying's disgust.

After looking at it for a while, he reluctantly withdrew his greedy gaze and winked at the tiger-eared man.

The latter understood in seconds, glanced at Shen Mengxi, and nodded secretly: "It is indeed a stunner in the world." ”

"Even if you can't get Zhao Liying tonight, you can eat a plate of desserts and win this chick."

Wang Shaochong couldn't suppress the beastly desire in his heart and couldn't wait to end the first game.

looked at the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and looked at Luo Xiaohu coldly: "When you're ready, let's start." ”

"Good!"

Luo Xiaohu took the tray, hugged Shen Mengxi's slender waist, and muttered, "Don't go out." ”

Wang Shaochong's small movements, he saw it very clearly, and knew that Shen Mengxi was in trouble.

"Hmm!"

Invaded by the man's breath, Shen Mengxi's cheeks were red, thinking that this thing wanted her to ...... Courage.

What's more, she wanted to stay and witness this big battle.

How Luo Xiaohu's calligraphy is, she knows it in her heart, but she doesn't know how many catties and taels Wang Shaochong has.

"The study is not big, and if you have nothing to do with it, don't go in."

Luo Xiaohu glanced around, limited the number of people, and deliberately excluded the four tiger-eared men.

The reason is very simple, I am worried that they will make a bad mistake halfway and distract Shen Mengxi.

Wang Shaochong was stunned, but did not object, and when he turned around, he glanced at the tiger-eared man again.

"Turtle, even if you know, you can't do anything, and you'll catch this little slut later."

Looking at Shen Mengxi's round buttocks, the tiger-eared man quietly swallowed his saliva: "It's so good." ”

Everyone entered the study, and Wang Shaochong and the others were a little surprised.

The study is antique, full of bookish atmosphere, quiet and warm, and refreshing.

"Give it to you at the desk, and I'll write on the coffee table."

Luo Xiaohu checked the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and asked Leng Xinrou to unfold the rice paper, and Shen Mengxi hurriedly sharpened the ink.

"Boy, see how long you can pretend? I'll let you experience for yourself what life is better than death. ”

Wang Shaochong sat in the swivel chair, crossed Erlang's legs, and waited for the two young women to polish ink and spread rice paper.

After some preparation, the first calligraphy competition officially began.

Although both are wearing masks, no one knows their identities.

But Wang Shaochong's fan group has been operating for a long time, and the popularity of the live broadcast has skyrocketed exponentially.

Wang Shaochong wrote seven characters, which are capitalized "one, two, three, four, wu, lu, seven".

The only thing is that there is no "捌", netizens understand it in seconds, and forget "捌", which is the meaning of "Wang Ba".

"Disrespectful, disrespectful, I really didn't expect that Chong Shao is ranked eighth in the family, a lucky number."

Luo Xiaohu glanced at it and put down the brush: "I wrote a couplet, hoping to smile less." ”