There are always mermaids who love to grab men from me [Interstellar]

This was a game that was extremely absurd and unbelievable in the eyes of the rest of the team next door, and it was also a game that ignited all the audience in the live broadcast room and caused countless people to scream and boil.

When the game continued to the last drumbeat, four identical drumbeats landed in different positions, Jin Li quickly stepped on the most favorite drumbeat position, and the dancer he manipulated made a perfect curtain call with the most gentlemanly and graceful dance posture, while his Opponent Baile has the first Miss of the day.

The dancer manipulated by Baile fell to the ground in an unstable posture and held his forehead very sadly, and the game ended in failure.

Mu Congle stared at the big failure on the screen with wide eyes, and an unspeakable gloom lingered in his heart, and his throat was almost stuck in his throat.

"How could you lose..."

After a long silence, a team member whispered timidly in the team.

His voice was very small, but it was still carried into Mu Congle's ears.

Yeah, how could you lose?

How could he lose?

But looking at the grayed out screen, and the disparity in scores between the two even after deducting the last miss drumbeat, Mu Congle pursed his lips tightly and turned pale.

After returning to the matching interface, the 100% win rate next to the opponent's rookie ID hurt his eyes even more.

With a bang, he took off the simulator on his head, Mu Congle remained expressionless.

"Stop playing."

He dropped this sentence and walked out of the game room without looking back, regardless of the expressions on the faces of the players behind him and his cousin who hadn't recovered yet.

"Big stars really can't afford to lose. They just lost one round and quit."

Some players said after he left.

"Shut up and no one will think you're dumb."

The person next to the team member pushed him with an elbow, and his eyes signaled that he should be more concerned about his captain.

Cousin Mu Congle, who is the captain, also came back to his senses at this moment. He looked at the huge 0-3 defeat on the opponent's board, and his heart was in a daze. Mu Congle's departure made him feel even more embarrassed and unhappy .

However, his cousin's background is too deep for him to offend, so he just forced a smile and said, "Before Lele said that he would stop playing after a round, and now he is probably tired and going to rest. Let's continue."

"Continue what to continue. Before we had Mr. Mu's foreign aid, they were able to hang on to them, but now they have hired a foreign aid that is stronger than ours. Our Muda star is no longer helping, and he is still playing. What's the matter, isn't it standing up and being abused?"

The team members with a bad temper couldn't help complaining at the moment, "Captain, although your cousin is a star and a natural mermaid, although he should be the one to be pampered, I still have to say, you After all, he is also his cousin, isn't he? But he didn't give you too much face just now, right?"

"That's right, Captain. If you hadn't brought him here, he might still be surrounded by reporters right now, and his scandal with the president of the Huo Corporation is too ridiculous, right? I don't know." There are some internal channels to know that President Huo already has a sweetheart, and your cousin has made things so uproarious in the city, as if it was posted upside down, as a natural mermaid appearing in the public eye, he is too ugly. "

"Don't say a few words." The captain's complexion changed, and he scolded them in a low voice, "What happens to my cousin and Mr. Huo is his own business, you just take care of yourself."

Everyone in the room looked at each other, and a few people glanced at their mouths, reluctantly taking the game simulator back and wearing it back.

The atmosphere quieted down, Mu Congle's cousin looked towards the door a few more times, finally sighed, and returned to the game.

While returning to the lounge, Mu Congle threw the game simulator in his hand to the ground with a livid face.

He didn't know about the complaints and discussions of several players in the game room about him.

I also don’t know that this group of gaming geeks devote all their aesthetics to fantasy objects in Two-dimensional. For the most popular interstellar star in the three dimensions, Mu Congle’s appearance is nothing more than, in their eyes, “Oh, This celebrity looks like this, with a nose and eyes, so it's easy to recognize."

If Mu Congle knew what this group of people thought, probably...

Air frying is light.

After a while, Mu Congle in the waiting room calmed down a little, but he still couldn't figure out whether he would lose, or lost to a newcomer who had never played the game.

Shameful.

The unwillingness and jealousy in his heart gradually eroded his reason.

Biting her lip, Mu Congle raised her wrist and dialed a communication.

The communicator turned on three times and was connected, and a gentle and elegant male voice came out slowly from the communicator: "Did Xiaomu miss me?"