Above the mountain of elves

Chapter 525 The protagonist wants to be the last to appear

Mi Keli's changes were too great, so much that he didn't slow down after a while.

I still remember that Mo Yan went to the Liuli Gym as a guest. After cleaning up Mi Keli's three senior sisters with eyes above the top, he took the initiative to challenge Mo Yan in order to win the reputation of the Liuli Gym.

Menus fights Megalodon, and the final winner is Megalodon.

At that time, Mikri was just an ordinary genius who went the wrong way in the eyes of others.

But also because he was not recognized by the people around him, his character was suppressed into silence and low self-esteem.

Looking at the present now, oh, yo, he is so angry that there are brainless fans around him at any time, which can be regarded as completely liberating Mi Keli's nature.

In the past, Mo Yan naively thought that when Mi Keli really became the champion of Fangyuan, this battle might make him brag for a lifetime.

But with the steady improvement of the strength of the elves, Mo Yan suddenly felt, why should he subconsciously think that he is not as good as Mikri?

I can defeat you once today, and in the future, I will definitely be able to defeat you countless times!

The heart of the strong often needs to step on countless geniuses to climb up to finally take shape!
Looking back at Mi Keli's appearance now, Mo Yan added another reason to defeat him in his heart.

Damn, daddy's chin is the one you can pick if you want?

Have you asked me for my opinion?
Do I know you that well?

Spicy Chicken Mikoli!
After the laughter, the few people who were not familiar with each other at first made the atmosphere extremely active because of Mikoli's unusual release.

Of course, Mo Yan seemed relatively indifferent throughout the whole process, just silently watching the other three chat happily, and began to think in his heart whether he should challenge the limit of human flexibility again.

Well, this time it can be replaced by a neck.

In view of the silent words that they had been on their way for several days, after eating a sumptuous dinner in a seven-star hotel, Mi Keli took the initiative to arrange for them to stay and rest.

"Mo Yan, I will come over at eight o'clock tomorrow morning and ask you to go to see the game that I put a lot of effort into organizing."

Mi Keli stood at the door of the room, said to the three of Mo Yan mysteriously, and did not forget to wink at them handsomely when it was over.

"boom!"

What responded to him was silently closing the door without hesitation.

"Boss, isn't this impolite?" Mark thought of being civilized and polite at this time.

"After eating a big meal, you turned to others? When did my Dark Night Gym miss you?" Mo Yan's eyes shone coldly, causing Mark to stand at attention obediently and salute, not daring to say another word.

"Hmph, go to bed!"

Mo Yan turned around and walked into the room, then turned on the computer and began to browse the latest news.

sleep?Can the sleep in the young man's mouth be sleep?

Don't check out hot spots, watch dramas, chat about coquettishness, and lie down if you really can't bear it anymore?
Then lie on the bed, use the mobile phone to check hotspots, watch dramas, and chat about coquettishness.

When the phone hit my face and realized that I couldn't sleep, I really closed my eyes and started to sleep.

Then, Xiuxian's silent words turned to his news in Curtain City, and after a while of silence, he felt that it was not important.

Compared with tomorrow's news headlines, the previous one is just a little drizzle.

...the night without a word...

Early the next morning, Mi Keli from Saobao came over on time to call for someone, and Mo Yan had already read the report from last night on the computer.

However, after a night of mental adjustment, he was able to face it calmly, and he could restrain himself from looking at Mikoli's neck and thinking about the limit of human flexibility.

In Mikoli's words, headlines are something that you get used to once you read it.

"Brother Mikri, is the game we will watch later really so gorgeous? Can elves really make those special effects?" Halfway through, Mark couldn't help but asked again.

Mo Yan was surprised, Mark didn't fall asleep last night and did his homework?

"Those are not special effects, they are all worked out by the elves through hard training.

What we show is the charm of elves ~ gorgeous battles! "

Seeing that Mark was paying attention to his game, Mikri became interested and couldn't help but sighed loudly in front of everyone.

However, they also had a group of brain-dead fans accompanying them. Not only did they not feel embarrassed, but they screamed again and again.

Silently recalling the Mikri he saw in his last life, although he was equally flamboyant, he wasn't so crazy, right?

All these years... what have you been through?
Or is it just because you are young and frivolous and ignorant?
Mo Yan shook his head, was too lazy to think about it, and turned his attention to the new type of game that Mark and George kept talking about.

"A performance match?"

Mo Yan pondered for a while secretly, thinking that this is the future boom, and the popularity is almost comparable to the gorgeous competition of the alliance conference.

However, the Gorgeous Contest is currently only famous in a few small cities in the Fangyuan area. It belongs to the kind of enclosure and self-indulgence, and it has not been popularized at all.

In terms of the Sinnoh region, it should be just getting in touch with it. No wonder Mikri kept saying that he had worked hard to organize this competition.

Coming out of the hotel, the group arrived at the competition venue in only 10 minutes.

Looking at the gorgeous water stage with an overall tone of sky blue, Mo Yan thought to himself that this is the embryonic form of the annual Mikri Cup in the future.

"Would you like to try it too?" Mikri directly invited the three of Mo Yan, and specially gave Mark a provocative look with electricity in his eyes.

"what!!!"

Mo Yan frowned, listened to the screams coming from around him in discomfort, and cursed Mikoli in his heart.

"You bloody, coquettish bastard who exudes charm at any time!"

"Then try it." Mo Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, isn't it just a gorgeous contest, have you never eaten ivory pork or seen an ivory pig running?

I've seen ivory pigs running together!

"I want it, I want it!" Mark, who likes to join in the fun, naturally would not refuse, and now that the boss has participated, there is no reason not to go.

"Where's Brother George?" Mikri turned his head and blinked at George again, naturally there was a burst of electricity.

"I'll cheer for everyone." George chuckled, blinked his eyes, and sent the electric current back. After all, his good looks are not bad either.

"That's fine, the auditorium is over there, I'll take Mo Yan and Mark to sign up first."

"Well, please, don't worry about me." George nodded and walked to the auditorium by himself.

Mi Keli hooked his fingers at Mo Yan and the two of them angrily, causing the fans around them to scream again, and then he took them to the backstage to sign up contentedly.

"It's the first time for you to participate in the performance competition, so I will arrange you a little later, so that you can watch other people's performances first, okay?" Mikri arranged very empathetically.

"No problem!" Mo Yan nodded, and he also felt that the protagonist was going to appear at the end.

"Then I'll put you in the bottom two or three," Mikri said logically.

"Why not the last one or two?" Mo Yan asked with a frown.

"Because I'm the last one." Mikri grinned, "Of course the protagonist will appear last!"

"……Oh"

(End of this chapter)