The full-level boss is too cruel

Chapter 216 Games
That's it, Feng Ling nodded, indicating that she understood, but, "How do you choose fans?"

Before Shuang Xue had time to answer, the host over there had already started to introduce the writers who came to participate in the event.

It is probably from the small coffee to the big coffee, so Feng Ling was put at the end.

When they arrived at Fengling, there was a lot more shouting from below. Compared with Ning Luo, Ning Luo was like a primary school student playing a game.

Ning Luo is now in the group of writers, and her face is not very good. Today is her home game, but now, the limelight has been completely robbed by this eleventh.

Feng Ling didn't feel anything, anyway, she just took the money and came over for a formality.

The host began to introduce the rules of the game.

"This year our game asks you to draw and guess, but this painting is a stroke, and the strokes are drawn by our fans and friends, and the guesses are made by our writers. The winner in the end will get our final prize. 2 yuan!"

"Ahhhh!!!"

[-] is quite a high income for both fans and writers. Of course, Feng Ling is just a trivial matter.

When she heard [-] yuan, she didn't even raise her eyelids, she was very calm, watching the butterflies below twitch.

Boss, I know you don't care, but you don't have to act like this!

"Okay, then, we writer friends, let's find our fans and friends below!"

"microphone."

"Ah? What?" The host was a little confused.

Then I saw Feng Ling took the microphone from him, and said, "The two in the middle of the first row are you."

Everyone: "..." Can you be more sloppy?
In order not to be cold, the host asked, "Okay, then let's ask our Eleven Gods, why did you choose two of them?"

"It looks good."

Everyone: "..." Aren't you afraid of offending people when you say this?
At the moment, it caused laughter from a bunch of people below.

Feng Ling was a little puzzled, what's so funny about this?

Just, let's see who is pleasing to the eye and chooses whom?
"Can you play this game?"

Feng Ling asked a question.

Both of them were girls, they looked at each other, one said that he had never played, and the other said that he was not very good at playing.

Feng Ling was silent for a while, and then said under the embarrassed eyes of the two girls, "It's okay, I guessed anyway."

The guess is the song, all the music library is in her mind, so don't be afraid.

The two girls looked at each other, and the admiration for Feng Ling in their hearts gradually increased.

In the live broadcast room, someone heard Feng Ling's words and began to mock.

"I'm not afraid to flash my tongue when I'm bragging!"

"That's right, I'll watch some later, I think she will definitely slap her in the face!!!"

"Hahaha, sure, do you need to say it?"

Ning Luo chose the person carefully, and then curled her lips when she heard Feng Ling's words, she was really arrogant.

But in this world, there is no good fruit for arrogance.

In this competition, the winner must be her!
Ning Luo raised her chin, "I'll be the first!"

"Okay, Ningluo is the first one, so let's start the timer!"

Not to mention, the questions given by the organizers of this event are still a bit difficult.

Several times, fans of strokes didn't know what to do with strokes and were stunned on the spot.

Ning Luo almost ran away on the spot!
She didn't understand how there could be any stupid people, it's just strokes, what's so difficult?
However, in front of so many people, she still had to maintain a good-tempered image.

After the end, Ning Luo guessed ten questions correctly in 2 minutes.

When the host said that it was the highest in history, Ning Luo smiled in satisfaction and said, "It's because of their good strokes."

Instantly aroused the goodwill of the crowd.

(End of this chapter)