The last ball left belonged to Yan Luo. Yan Luo stepped forward and took out the ball from the box and took a look. It was a small blue ball with the number "2" written on it.

The grouping of rock-paper-scissors is officially completed.

Wei Congshuo vs Tao Hua

Yan Luo vs Rong Youyou

Yan Sui vs Sheng Pingan

Hua Sui vs Nie Qian

"Kids Yan Sui and Hua Sui, whose result are you going to use as the final group?" the staff asked.

Yan leaned on the sofa with his body and said nonchalantly, "Listen to that little fat girl."

"I'm not a chubby girl." Hua Sui frowned and said with some revenge, "Listen to that big skinny monkey."

Yan Sui:...Are you polite?

Although he is a little thinner and taller than her, he is still a standard figure. How can he be considered a big and thin monkey?

This little fat girl must be jealous!

"Listen..." An idea flashed in his mind, and Yan Sui suddenly changed his mind, "Listen to me, listen to me."

In the past, the family had listened to the dictatorship of this female tyrant. After finally listening to him, he couldn't miss it.

Staff: "Okay, let's follow Yan Sui's results. Let's start rock-paper-scissors in the order of the balls we got."

The ones who got the number "1" were Wei Congshuo and Tao Hua.

Little Taohua liked her big brother Cong Shuo very much. Her watery eyes turned into crescent moon eyes when she saw him, and she smiled at him, "Brother Cong Shuo!"

"Very good, let's do it!" Wei Congshuo didn't notice the look in Xiao Taohua's eyes and enthusiastically rehearsed in advance to cheer himself up.

He was full of fighting spirit and had already thought of countless ways to celebrate after winning.

"Rock-paper-scissors!"

The little pottery flower is the scissors, and Wei Congshuo is the stone.

"Yes!" Wei Congshuo was so proud that he excitedly walked around the field with his fist raised, wishing he could put his fist in front of everyone for them to see.

"Hahahahahaha! I am indeed the strongest!!" Wei Congshuo put his hands on his hips and laughed wildly.

Little Taohua looked down at her palms in disbelief, and then looked up at the "cold male god brother" who was laughing wildly with his hands on his hips, and his idol baggage was gone. Her worldview collapsed.

Like a star-chasing girl whose house collapsed, she couldn't hold it any longer and started crying loudly, "Wow, ah, ah, ah..."

The voice was not sharp, but it still startled Wei Congshuo. He was a little at a loss, "Hey! What's wrong with you!"

Little Taohua was immersed in the sadness of her aloof male god brother turning into a psychotic man, sobbing and unable to speak.

Crying when you lose? That’s not a big deal, right?

Wei Congshuo hesitated for a moment, pursed his lips, walked to Xiao Taohua, took her hand that was hanging by her leg, and clenched her hand into a fist, "Look, you are a stone."

He stretched out his palm again and held her fist, "I am Bu, you win."

After saying that, ignoring the dumbfounded little Taohua who had a runny nose, she coolly turned around and returned to her seat.

Yan Luo was also dumbfounded: "Frog Fun...is this okay?"

Are all primary school students today so good at flirting?

This makes her, bah, how can Yan Wang find a wife.

Also, where does she win with stone and cloth? Hey, seducing a girl by force is the most deadly.

Then comes the second group.

Yan Luo and Rong Youyou.

Wanting to play a game with her very fierce sister, Rong Youyou nervously clutched the hem of her princess dress. She was so scared that she didn't even dare to raise her head. She had not dared to look at this sister again just now.

Yan Luo could only see the hair on the top of the little girl's head. He looked at her with some humor. He reached out and pinched the little girl's chin and gently lifted it up. He met the little girl's black grape-like eyes and said helplessly, "Lower your head."

How to play?"

Rong Youyou looked at Yan Luozhi in a daze, her mouth opened wide unconsciously, and after a while she said blankly, "Sister, you are so good-looking, you look like a person."

Yan Luo: "...It would be terrible if I didn't look like a human being."

Compliment her for looking like a person, but she doesn't look like a person?

"By the way, sister, are you the sister who was on the show with my sister? Do you remember my sister?"

Five sisters in three sentences, Yan Luo was almost stunned by her, "Your sister?"

Rong Youyou, Rong...

"Rongtangchu?" Yan Luo had an idea flash in his head. "Are you Tangsuan's younger sister?"

Rong Youyou nodded vigorously, "Sister, you can call me Rourou, everyone calls me that."

It was so dangerous. Fortunately, I remembered it, otherwise I would have shed a layer of my skin by that girl when I went back.

Since she is a sweet and sour sister, she has to take good care of her. Yan Luo smiled and said, "Routou, I won't be soft. I'm very good at rock-paper-scissors."

Rong Youyou nodded innocently, and said innocently, "I know, my sister lost to that tall brother in fifteen rounds... Uh-huh!"

Yan Luo had quick eyes and quick hands, and blocked Rong Youyou's next words in time, "You forgot about that, it's rock paper scissors, not rock paper scissors."

Yan Luo deceived the child seriously, "Rock-paper-scissors and rock-paper-scissors are different games. My sister is not good at playing one, but she is good at playing this."

Rong Youyou is a child in the top class, but Yan Luo's expression is not that serious. If it were another person who said this, she wouldn't believe it, but this is Yan Luo.

She was a little confused, "Really?"

"Yes, you have to be careful. My sister has made many children cry while playing."

Hearing this, Rong Youyou was a little nervous, fearing that she would cry like sister Tao Hua, "Okay sister, Rourou won't cry!"

"Okay, let's get started, rock-paper-scissors!"

Yan Luo is ready to go. This battle is her rock-paper-scissors showdown. She wants everyone to see what it means to be thirty years to the east of the river and thirty years to the west of the river. Do not bully young people who are poor, and what it means to obey.

Wherever you fall, that’s where you fall...

Take a second fall.

Five seconds later, Yan Luo stared at the cloth he pulled out and the small scissors that Rong Youyou held out, staying where he was and thinking about life.

"Sister, sister?" Rong Youyou looked at Yan Luo who was in a daze, and felt incredible that she could win. She said considerately, "Sister, did you make a mistake just now? Do you want us to play another round?"

Another round?

Yan Luo thought angrily, is this humiliating her?

Can she accept this humiliation?

She can.

Yan Luo said shamelessly, "Okay then."

"..."

"Sister, were your hands shaking just now? Let's play another game."

"..."

"Sister, were you blinded just now? Let's play another game."

"..."

A minute later, Yan Luo stayed where he was again, thinking about life.

What the hell kind of suffering is this in the world?

She even comforted Ren Rourou not to cry, and she was so impulsive that she threw herself into the arms of this little angel and cried.

Seeing Yan Luo fall into sadness, the barrage is full of joy:

[Rourou: Sister, I gave you a chance but you didn’t use it]

[My little lord, if it doesn’t work, let’s give up this game. This is not suitable for us.]

[Laughing to death, everyone from Yan Nanzhi to Rourou can kill the little lord. The little lord is at the bottom of the food chain. 】

[In a sense, it is not easy to lose to this level. 】

[There should be no one better than Luo Luo, right?]
Chapter completed!