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Puff puff!This article is really -- too sturdy!

The spectators on and off the court were all intimidated by Lei's exterior, and the audience in front of the TV was messed up by Lei's wind!The Internet is constantly wandering, and everyone doesn't know how to react, should they laugh?Or should I laugh?

In the end, everyone finally laughed unjustly, hahahaha!

The expressions of Ayagos, Farao, and Olufi are very uniform at this time, their faces are a little stiff, the corners of their mouths are a little twitching, and there are blue veins on their foreheads jumping around happily. This expression is in front of the TV. From the perspective of the audience, there is a special sense of joy...

Hades approached Aiagos holding back a smile and asked, "Aia, what do you think of this fanfiction? Do you mind saying a few words?"

Aiagos can hardly look directly at Hades now. As long as he thinks of the end of the fanfiction just now, he wants to kill him. After he hesitated for a long time, he managed to utter a few words: "Not bad ..."

"Not bad?" Hades raised his eyebrows, looked at him meaningfully and asked, "Is there really no objection?"

"No..." Aiagos said these words weakly, with faint tears in his eyes.

＞_＜ How dare you have any opinions!This kind of plot, this kind of ending, Pluto is always attacking, it looks like Queen Pandora's handwriting!You must know that Queen Pandora’s Pluto’s attacking dream has not been a day or two T_T...

Both Farao and Olufi raised their heads and looked at Aiagos with some sympathy.

However, good buddies have to bear it together when they are unlucky. Hades shifted his gaze to Farao: "What do you think of this fanfiction?"

Farao sighed, and said with tears in his eyes, "My poor San..."

With a chuckle, Hades turned to Olufi again: "What about you?"

Olufi was also tearful, and it took him a long time to say: "My poor wife—and her neck..."

Hades smiled and said to the camera: "Then, what do you think of Eurydice, one of the parties involved, about this fanfiction of the Underworld Daily? Please look at the big screen!"

On the big screen, Euridice, a blond beauty who was still in high spirits, appeared.

Euridice smiled and said: "I think it's well written. Although it's a bit shocking, the key lies in being unexpected! Husband, you don't have to be so rigid, hehe, this is just a fanfiction, so don't take it so seriously... But , one thing is quite right, I usually do radio gymnastics to practice my neck when I have free time, just like this...Look, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight..."

Euridice's neck began to twist up and down, left and right, and finally, everyone heard a slight "click", and saw the blonde beauty's neck stiffen...

The camera quickly switched back, uh, but everyone couldn't bear it anymore... Puff hahaha!

Olufi lowered his head helplessly, and held his forehead again, he didn't want to raise his head anymore, good, so embarrassing!

"Okay! As of now, the second round of the competition is over!" Hades turned to the audience with a smile, "Please look forward to the final battle - the theme of the third battle is - your favorite golden brothers!"

The audience applauded thunderously!Aiagos, Farao, and Olufi saw that no one was paying attention, so they hurried back...

Snapped!Fourteen chairs neatly appeared on the stage, and the smallest one was obviously reserved for Kiki.

The golds blinked, thinking of the previous two rounds, their heads were sweating a little.

Shi Ang faced the stage with a stiff neck, poked Tong Hu with his elbow, and asked in a low voice, "What should we do now? Go up?"

"Of course you have to go up. It would be embarrassing if you don't go on stage under such circumstances." Tong Hu said standing up, posing with a proud figure and said, "Not only do we have to go up, but we also need to fully demonstrate our gold's good demeanor."

"That's right!" Shi Ang lifted his chin up, stood up and shook his hair and said, "You can't be in the Underworld... No! You can't lose face in front of the audience in the Three Realms!"

Thinking of this, the goldmen all stood up and walked to the stage gracefully.

Everyone sat down on the stage, and everyone tried their best to face the camera. The audience couldn't help cheering, and many fans in front of the TV were so excited that they almost fainted!

Hades blinked his eyes, with a smile on the corner of his mouth. He walked up to Shion, turned the microphone to him and asked, "Excuse me, His Excellency the former Pope of the Sanctuary, what do you expect from this competition?"

Shi Ang put on the posture of making a report in the sanctuary and said: "For this competition, I think, ahem, since it is describing the golden saints in our sanctuary, there must be several key points to be involved. The first Article, must show the beauty of gold, this article can be divided into several points to describe, because there are twelve gold saints, no, fourteen, the beauty of each of us is different, this... "

Hades didn't wait for him to finish, so he moved the microphone and pointed at Tong Hu and said, "Libra Tong Hu, as a veteran of Sanctuary, what do you expect from this competition?"

"I can't say what to expect..." Tong Hu frowned, and said bluntly, "As long as we don't dismantle our kingly CP casually! That's all I ask for!"

Hades smiled, nodded, and said to the audience: "Now, the third competition is about to begin! The topic of the fanfiction selected by Sanctuary Daily is-loved!"

After hearing the topic, Garen immediately leaned into Rada's ear and said, "It's so literary and artistic, it must be that Shun's work!"

Lada was a little itchy from Garen's warm breath. He didn't care about competing with humanities at all, but he was looking forward to the end of the seven-day tour as soon as possible so that he could invite Garen to live in his small villa. last few days...

Aiagos, Farao, and Olufi still hadn't recovered from the blow just now. When Aiagos heard this topic, he suddenly felt sad: "Why are other people's topics so artistic, but ours is... …what is this?"

"Lord Aiagos, you should be careful..." Farao patted Aiagos on the shoulder comfortingly and said, "This is the RP problem!"

Ayagos said angrily: "Don't call me Lord Ayagos, you are so unfamiliar, call me Xiaoai, er... no... call me Xiaoya, brother, Xiaosi... woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ,what is this?"

"Stop yelling here!" Olufi said with the same grief and indignation, "My wife's neck...it's all tears!"

The golds were on the stage, and Shi Ang secretly said to Tong Hu: "Is this Shun's work? Loved it? How does it sound like a tragedy?"

"Even if it's a tragedy well written..." Tong Hu whispered, "I'm worried that the plot is too bloody... You know that boy Shun is too sentimental..."

"I've heard of it too..." Abu, who was sitting not far away, interjected, "He seems to like watching youth idol dramas and Korean dramas..."

"I know this too." Ka Miao continued, "I can still cry after watching two hundred episodes, and I also like to drag Binghe to watch it together. Binghe said that he can guess what happened next without watching the plot..."

"No way..." Shi Ang was a little worried, "If there is nothing new, then the competitiveness will be very low."

"Shun is too difficult." Tong Hu sighed and said, "It's come to this point, no matter what kind of works he writes, we have to support, remember, we must say more good things later, understand without?"

All the golds nodded together: "Understood!"

In the editorial department of Sanctuary Daily, Shun lay nervously on the table.

"You don't need to be so nervous." Binghe smiled and said, "It's all brainchild, someone will like it, don't worry."

"I really racked my brains writing this work," Shun said with emotion, "I'm about to vomit blood! Do you think I'm nervous?"

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Sanctuary Daily's fanfiction, theme: Gold, title: Loved Miro and Camus, everyone in the world knows it.

Like Camus, love Camus, Miro never stingy with his expression, never hide his emotion.

"Miaomiao, have you eaten yet? Let's eat snails baked in French red wine!"

"Miao Miao, long time no see, let's go to the roof of the Goddess Temple to watch the stars!"

"Miaomiao. Miss me? Let's talk together..."

Just like that, Milo chased after Camus, whether visible or invisible, he always smiled like sunshine, repeating it over and over again without getting tired.

Camus never responded, there was never any expression on his cold face, and there was never more emotion in his cold and charming eyes.He always hurried past with cold wind-like footsteps, as if Milo had never existed in his world.

Regarding this, Milo just smiled, and there was no loss in his gentle eyes, only a trace of helplessness.

Never afraid to fail, the Scorpio Gold Saint still manages his difficult unrequited love like love at first sight.

Anything that persists for a long time becomes a landscape.Milo's love for Camus has become a unique landscape in the sanctuary.