"By the way, then, when is the election day for the King of Kernakon? I think it's coming!"

Nan Yisoul blinked and smiled: "Well, there are still 5 months." When the time comes, it will be a group of countries, and then an individual competition. ”

The format sounds pretty simple......

"Have any of you ever competed?" I asked.

Min Rui crossed one leg on the other: "We weren't qualified at that time, we didn't compete, we just watched the competition. ”

"Good, good-looking!"

Brother Jiu'an smiled and touched my head: "Of course, this is the election of the King of Kernakon!"

I laughed silly, thinking about the time I dreamed of myself becoming the King of Kernakong......

"Bang!" another shudder!

"Ah!", I was a little annoyed, "it's really going to be stupid!

Charg didn't care: "Cut, you haven't become a king yet." What are you smirking for?"

I whispered aggrievedly, "I'll practice hard......"

I was supposed to be the king!

Charg treats me so badly! He keeps bullying me! When I become king, I'll put him in the cold!

"Alright! I'm going to be king in five months!So—", I stretched, relaxed, and looked at them with a smile, "Not coming to rehearsal yet?"

They all laughed.

Maybe they think I'm too angry, because it's unknown who can become the king of Kernakon, or maybe a person in a very weak country has become the brightest star and the king of this world—this is also possible.

This game is a variable.

- But I know that I became the king last week, hahaha!

If someone else becomes a king, then it still changes the history of the cycle, and I can ask my brother to help me change it back!

However, I became the king last cycle, but it doesn't mean that I can be lazy this cycle!

Anyway, in this life, I haven't performed the most shining me in the eyes of the whole world.

That kind of feeling of being believed in on the stage, the feeling of shining brilliance, that day, is getting closer and closer to me!

After the practice, everyone went back to their respective homes and looked for their mothers......

I looked at my aunt and well, walked away.

So, in order to check whether my injury-free buff still exists, I choose, self-harm!

I was holding the fruit knife and trying to make a small scratch on my arm......

Well, no, what if you cut a blood vessel!

Damn! Su Ruoyin, you're so afraid of death! I despise myself fiercely.

At that time, I was not afraid of anything when I was shot...... I'm scared to death now.

Then, make a scratch on your face, so you don't die......

No! What to do if you are disfigured! What to do if you have a scar!

I slowly removed the plastic fruit knife from my face.

So where else can it be cut?

No, what if there are leg-baring clothes when the King of Kerna Kong is elected?

Although it will definitely be able to heal itself in 5 months, what if there is a buff that leaves a wound!

No, no, when they see it, they will definitely make a fuss and pour water and bring tea to me......

Whoa! Where the hell should I cut it!

I threw the fruit knife on the ground in a fit of rage, rubbed my messy hair irritably, and didn't care that this was a bathroom, it was clean anyway!

Well...... How do you feel the cold in the back......

I stood up and habitually patted the gray ...... behind me Oh, where is the ash in Kernakong~

Huh? Why is there a hole in the pants?

I touched it again and it!!

the groove!!

I hurriedly moved to the front of the mirror, my eyes wishing to grow to the back of my head, and my pants were worn by a plastic fruit knife?!

Is this really made of plastic? Are you kidding me......

Over here...... Indeed, self-harm does not reveal anything......

Who would be okay to self-harm in the ass!!

What a shame......

Fortunately, there were no injuries, and no blood came out......

It's so crooked, and my immune buff is really there?