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Chapter 195 Liuqu Flying Goose
Liu Qu Fei Goose seemed very angry, and spoke directly in Fatty's live broadcast room opposite.

"Admit defeat? That house of yours must belong to me, the fat man promised him."

"But I've never drank like that, it's too much."

The fat man grimaced, it wasn't that he didn't want to, it seemed impossible.

"Huh? Are you going to admit defeat for the king? Do you not want to hang out on the platform?"

Threatened by the title, the fat man agreed with a bitter face.

"Okay, I promise."

As the fat man agreed, the new rules appeared on the screen.

"After the agreement of both parties, the rules of the competition are changed. Those who drink a box of liquor within 1 minute and fail to finish will be judged as failures. 1 minute of preparation time, both parties are required to prepare for a new competition."

Seeing the countdown on the screen, Zhang Xiaoshan hurriedly called Li Baoqiang and the others to stop drinking and come over to help. Hearing that Zhang Xiaoshan would drink a box every minute, Li Baoqiang and the others looked at Zhang Xiaoshan as if they had seen a ghost.

"Brother, are you sure?"

"Sure, there are still 40 seconds left, hurry up and help."

Zhang Xiaoshan sat by the road and raised his head directly, ready to start.

"Are you sure you're going to fall like this?"

Li Baoqiang felt guilty for holding the wine.

Zhang Xiaoshan saw that there were only 20 seconds left in the countdown, and nodded.

Seeing Zhang Xiaoshan's 'professional' posture, the fans immediately rekindled their hopes.

"Come on, anchor, we are optimistic about you."

"The host must win..."

"Haha, the fat man made me laugh. To be honest, it's the first time I've seen him lying down and drinking."

Zhang Xiaoshan couldn't help squinting at the screen, but he almost laughed out loud when he saw it.

The fat man seemed to be at home, probably because he felt that sitting was not comfortable. Just now, someone brought a sofa and lay down on the sofa, and someone brought a funnel and held it in his mouth. It was so ridiculous.

"Professional enough."

Zhang Xiaoshan couldn't help giving Fatty a thumbs up.

The countdown ended soon, and as two large characters appeared on the screen, both Li Baoqiang and the accompanying staff on Fatty's side began to operate like ghosts and animals, pouring bottles of wine into their mouths.

Zhang Xiaoshan's Adam's apple moved up and down quickly, and the cheek on the fat man's side kept sucking, and it was the first time that fans saw such a battle, and they all cheered for their anchor.

"Cheer up, anchor Xiaoshan..."

"Anchor Xiaoshan will win..."

"The anchor of Xiaoshan is amazing..."

"Cheer up, Fat Dragon anchor..."

"Broadcaster Fat Dragon..."

One case, two cases, three cases...

At first, everyone cheered for their anchor, but after a while, someone thought of an idea and ran to the opposite live broadcast room.

"The fat dragon must lose..."

"The Fat Dragon is dying..."

"The fat man can't drink anymore..."

The fans on the opposite side saw how unscrupulous Zhang Xiaoshan's fans were, and rushed to Zhang Xiaoshan's live broadcast room one after another.

"Skinny Monkey anchor, admit defeat, don't make fun of your life."

"Poor thin monkey anchor, can't swallow it? Stop your struggling."

"What are you talking about? Fat Dragon is dead."

"That's right, look at that fat man is about to choke to death..."

"Tch, how is your anchor? I think he can't drink anymore..."

"You guys can't do it."

Zhang Xiaoshan and Fatty were competing, and the fans of both sides also started to tear each other crazily.

Soon Li Baoqiang and others discovered that the temperature around Zhang Xiaoshan was getting lower and lower, and soon the box behind Zhang Xiaoshan was covered with a thick layer of frost. The smell that came out was stronger than the smell of alcohol.

"Fortunately, it's in the wild, otherwise the smell wouldn't be able to dissipate."

Li Baoqiang took a bottle of wine from Zhang Yun and continued to pour it into Zhang Xiaoshan's mouth, and couldn't help muttering. At this time, Zhang Xiaoshan had already downed another ten boxes.

The fat man on the opposite side was also drinking, but the fat man was still fine, and the assistant next to him had reddish eye circles, and his movements were not so skillful.

Suddenly, when the fat man's assistant was pouring the wine bottle into the funnel, he pointed the mouth of the wine bottle at the outside of the funnel, and immediately sprinkled the fat man's face, and the fans stopped doing it.

"The opponent is cheating, the referee...the referee..."

"Is it because you can't drink and start cheating?"

"Where's the referee? Hurry up and give an explanation."

The fat man on the opposite side also seemed to have noticed this situation, with a vague explanation with a funnel in his mouth.

"Throw that bottle aside and open a new one, the one just now doesn't count."

Fatty's explanation was very timely, and the referee hurried out to smooth things over.

"That's right, the opponent's handling is in place, as long as you drink six bottles within one minute, it's not considered a violation."

The referee's words reassured the fans on the opposite side.

"It's too stingy. We didn't say no to drinking, but we just spilled a little."

"That's right, it was just a mistake. Didn't we say nothing when the anchor spilled a bit on your side just now?"

"Bah, that eye of yours saw our anchor spill the wine?"

"You are slandering."

"Yes, slander if you can't drink it?"

Zhang Xiaoshan watched the movement of the opposite party while drinking. At this time, both parties had already drank nearly a hundred bottles, so it can be seen that the other party must have some kind of blessing. It's over.

Just when Zhang Xiaoshan was worried about himself, the assistant on the opposite side had an accident again. He was holding a wine bottle in his hand to pour wine for the fat man, but he tilted his body and fell directly on the fat man.

"Fuck... is the assistant on the other side drunk?"

"Seems to be……"

"It's amazing, it really is Dionysus, the fat man is fine, but the assistant is drunk."

The fans on Zhang Xiaoshan's side were happy, but the fans on the opposite side of Fatty were anxious.

"What's the situation? What's wrong with this assistant? Is he sick?"

"Referee, please stop, there is an accident here."

"Hey, you can't help yourself."

The fat man became anxious when he saw his assistant fell down. He took down the funnel with one hand and glanced at the countdown on the screen. He didn't bother to help the assistant up, picked up a bottle of white wine that was opened next to him, and poured it into his mouth.

But after all, there was a delay in the middle. When he picked up the fifth bottle, the verdict directly appeared on the screen.

"Xiaoshan anchor wins..."

"Yeah... I won..."

"I just said that the anchor will not lose. The Bajiao Daxian must be looking for the most powerful person."

"I didn't expect the host to be so good at carving and drinking so well."

Just as the anchor on Zhang Xiaoshan's side was celebrating the victory, the face of the fat man on the opposite side turned red.

"I don't accept it. I'm not drunk at all. It's my assistant who is drunk. It's not fair."

Fatty's words also reminded the fans on the opposite side, and they all began to defend and excuse Fatty, hoping that the referee would make a new ruling.

(End of this chapter)