Male god, don't tease me: Little soldiers also want to be kings!

Chapter 12 It's Nice to Have Fans
The disparity between the two sides became a little bigger because of the existence of Baiyu, so the game was over without any effort.

Before he had time to relive the moment of the spring night spent with the male god, he heard the system prompt and remembered.

【Ding!congratulations!If you win in the special tempering battlefield, you will be rewarded with 500 victory points]

"Wow! Got rich!" Mo Yumeng didn't expect the rewards of this special training battlefield to be so generous.

You have to know that in normal games, she only gets 10 points for winning a game, and the system will give herself more victory points unless she performs particularly well.

Overall, victory points are awarded based on her contribution to the game.

But now, she just won a round like this, and she was rewarded with 500 points.

With 1000 points, she can be promoted to Glory Gold, and now she has accumulated half of the victory points in one fell swoop. This is simply a pie falling from the sky!

Mo Yumeng is very satisfied with the setting of the special training battlefield. If she can like it, she will like it a hundred!

Without further ado, Mo Yumeng immediately threw himself into the next battle.

Today's time is limited, she will go to bed at 11 o'clock tonight, because tomorrow she will be interviewing the male god's match.

So she must appear beautifully, so today, use the limited time to fight hard!
In this way, Mo Yumeng worked hard in the Summoner's Canyon until 11 o'clock, accumulated 40 victory points, and then fell asleep with anxiety about meeting the male god tomorrow.

She also had a beautiful dream, dreaming that she and the male god had turned into two butterflies flying around in the Summoner Canyon hand in hand.The butterflies are light and beautiful, and they have left their loving figures everywhere in the Summoner Canyon.

Wake up, come back to God.

Bai Yu and Mo Yumeng sat in the car, the atmosphere was quiet and harmonious.

Mo Yumeng really wanted to say something more, but she was afraid that Bai Yu would think her wordy, so she would drive her out of the car.

Mo Yumeng, who was brewing a topic, soon realized that she was about to get off the car!

"What should I do... Some want the WeChat account of the male god!"

"No, he will definitely not give it to me!"

"What about Weibo? Is it possible for the male god to pay attention to my little transparent? It seems impossible..."

Just as he was struggling, he heard Bai Yu's cold voice: "Here we are."

"Ah! Alright! Thank you, Great God Baiyu! You are so kind!" Mo Yumeng was a little annoyed at her poor vocabulary at this moment, why couldn't she say a series of compliments to flatter her?
"You're welcome. Do you have an umbrella?" Bai Yu frowned when she saw that she was about to rush into the rain.

"I don't have one. But I have a hat! The hat on my cloak is very big, and I'll be there in two steps. I'm leaving! Goodbye male god!" Mo Yu felt that he seemed to have accidentally called out the word male god. Like a rabbit, Meng opened the car door and rushed out, hopping and disappearing into the rain.

Bai Yu's words were still stuck in her throat, and she had already run ten meters away, Bai Yu could only shake her head with a smile.

He could clearly feel that this kid liked him as much as other female fans.

However, when he met female fans who liked him in the past, he was always polite and alienated, and he didn't even want to respond to their fanaticism and enthusiasm for him.

As long as he pays attention to their team, it is fine to pay attention to every game. What does it have to do with him?

But this time, something seems different.

Feeling that this little friend likes him, he feels very happy.

It seems that having fans is also a good thing.

　Thank you for your support

　　
　
(End of this chapter)