I've smashed the villain again

Chapter 129 My Assistant is Super Fierce 11

The young man was a little lazy, holding a broom and a dustpan in his hand, and bit by bit the withered petals he picked up yesterday.

His hair was still a little messy, his movements were willful and loose, his dark eyes were raised, and he looked over there again.

Tang Zhou was sitting on a chair and adjusted his height to his liking. When he was almost done, he turned his head and glanced in Shen Changli's direction.

It happened to meet his gaze.

Mo Ming's words echoed in Shen Changli's ears just now.

I really love ad...

He snorted lightly.

He put aside the broom and stuff, put his hand in his pocket, and walked over.

Putting his hands on the back of the chair Tang Zhou was sitting in, he smiled a little ruffian, unable to conceal the usual bit of hostility in his eyebrows and eyes.

"Then I'll see how you spoil me, miss."

That face was already extremely good-looking, but at this moment, when he said this in a slow tone, he was very attractive and handsome.

It's no wonder that even after so many games collapsed, there are still female fans desperately protecting her.

The face of her little boy is really pretty.

The elder sisters shook their heads a little.

Then the beautiful girl stared at him, and said slowly, "Okay."

The black five-pointed star tattooed on her face complemented her fairer complexion, and she carried an indescribable rebellion.

After all, he was slapped on the head by a young lady just now, and he was already saving face by not getting angry on the spot. Brother Zhang didn't say much, and raised his hand to pat him on the shoulder, signaling him to sit back in his seat.

The other three people noticed this subtle atmosphere, and since they were already sitting in the training position, the laughing and joking mood just now has also subsided a lot. After all, e-sports, without technology, no matter how good-looking you are, it's useless.

They seemed to be happily calling Miss Sister Miss Sister, but if they were incompetent, they would not recognize it no matter how much they said.

They are going for the championship, not for the catwalk.

After clicking on the game icon, a familiar voice sounded. Brother Zhang and the coach's data analyst were all standing on the sidelines watching the game.

Shen Changli also logged into the account, looking a little careless, tapped the mouse twice with his slender fingers, glanced at Tang Zhou's ID, and sent a friend message to him.

The five formed a team and entered the game.

It was inevitable to stumble at the beginning. After all, Tang Zhou had only seen the Wait team's game on the game video, and it was somewhat different from the actual hands-on operation.

However, the small mistakes were only in the early stage, and soon Tang Zhou adjusted slowly.

Her eyes were slightly squinted, and her white and beautiful fingers were dancing quickly on the keyboard.

Shen Changli himself is very strong. In this kind of game, as long as he doesn't get targeted at the beginning, or is thoroughly studied, and insists on slowing down his rhythm, he is basically the aggressive sideways type.

It didn't take much effort from Tang Zhou, and Shen Changli basically smashed the other side.

This round ended too quickly, and none of them felt much.

Brother Zhang and several coaching data analysts looked at the timing of Tang Zhou's reaction recorded in the notebook, looked at each other and raised their brows slightly.

Shen Changli took a sip of water with a blank expression on his face, raised his hand and moved his wrist, his brows were slightly loosened with anger, and he raised his eyes to look at Brother Zhang.

He raised his hand and wiped off the water stains on the corners of his lips with his thumb.

The boy's eyes flickered, and he said, "Come again."

Is it possible that they can really pick up the treasure?

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(End of this chapter)