Chapter 39: Beautiful yet smells like Sh*t! (2/2)
”He dares to hit me, I will certainly not let him go!” Ye Yingying boldly said.
Fang Shulan was also furious and gnashed her teeth: ”I will return that bastard several times sooner or later.”
”Let's call it a day and leave him alone at the moment, we will deal with him later.”
Chu Yue shrugged her nose and said firmly, ”I will compensate you for the money you lost. After all, you all made things difficult for yourself for me.”
This embarrassed Fu JiaWei and the others. A top hip-hop veteran, a super master snooker player, did not make a fool of Xiao Luo. He was also severely beaten in the face by Xiao Luo, earning enough bruises. He was completely humiliated.
”That son of a b*tch is very good at dressing up as a pig and eating tigers. If it weren't for this, we wouldn't have lost so badly.” Fang Shulan is really angry with Xiao Luo.
Bai Xeiwen couldn't help talking: ”Come on, don't you find Xiao Luo more enigmatic than any of us? His LOL's operation is the strongest and is probably at Divine's or higher level. He is more proficient in street dancing than Shulan. In snooker, he is also an opponent that even Yingying can't win. Xiao Luo is simply a genius with terrifying abilities in all aspects! ”
”HSS ~”
This remark drew a gasp from Chu Yue, Fu Jiawei, Fang Shulan and Ye Yingying, because Bai Xeiwen's words made them deeply aware of the fact that Xiao Luo is a genius in games, street dance, snooker and free combat.
They know, everyone's time and energy are limited, and their talents are different. It is already commendable to be able to make achievements in one field or two fields. But Xiao Luo, excelled at least in four fields, in this existence of fate. How is that possible? What exactly is this guy's brain and body made of?
Can it be said that Xiao Luo is a genius that is often said in TV and movies to be rare in a hundred years?
At that time, several people have temporarily forgotten their anger and are deeply immersed in the shock to Xiao Luo.
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At the dance party, after such a commotion from Xiao Luo's, soon broke up.
Fang Shulan and Ye Yingying naturally won't miss the chance to spend the night in the villa with Fu Jiawei in a spring night.
Other guests dispersed one after another, and Chu Yue and Bai Xeiwen were also preparing to return to school.
At this time it was already eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, although there were street lamps, it was difficult to light out all the surroundings. The night is like ink, and every street lamp is like the eyes of a sleepy person, as if it would be closed at any time, stuttering and blinking.
The long street was empty and the wind blew the fallen leaves ...
”Bai Xeiwen, tell me the truth, am I really as miserable to pretending to be forced or guilty?” Chu Yue now can't help but doubt herself.
Bai Xeiwen said: ”I said, Queen Chu, you earn tens of thousands of dollars a month by playing games live. All you eat, drink, wear and use are your own money. If you are so miserable, then I will be ashamed to death.”
”I think so, too. Pretending to force or commit crimes made me say nothing. Why didn't I use every minute of my monthly earnings to shut him up?” Chu Yue angrily said.
”I told you not to overdo it. Xiao Luo is different from other boys.”
”What's different, he's got both eyes, two ears, a nose and a mouth? Does he have three heads and six arms that made him different? ”
”Well, I can't tell you clearly. In a word, I think he is very different. You'd better stop playing tricks on him or history may repeat itself.” Bai Xeiwen advised.
”He is so boring, this young lady doesn't want to play with him any more.”
Chu Xeiwen said in a dismissive way, when talking about this sentence, in her mind emerged Xiao Luo's mechanical dance and him playing snooker, his elegant dance steps, his focus, and his cold smile ...