Chapter 22: Half a catty and eight a pair

The comments were all howling:

[Come on, host. If you can’t beat Brother Jiu, can you still beat him? Don't think I look down on you. 】

[Come on, Brother Song Yu! Come on!] 】

Someone is opening:

#Poor with only money left# [Bet it now, I bet the anchor will win 10 times the payout, and I bet Brother Song Yu will win 1 times the payout. 】

The gambling begins.

Without exception, all of them bet on Song Yuying.

As for Lu Liuhe, you may like him but you may bet on him.

She fought against Ninth Brother and was defeated every time. Song Yu was on the same side as Ninth Brother, so if you round it off, he would definitely not be worse than Ninth Brother. It was clear that she had no chance of winning.

But soon.

An explosive message popped up in the live broadcast room:

#Daughter goose dad will support you# One million, buy Lu Liuhe and win.

[Fuck, the sponsor is awesome!] 】

[Did you see it? Did you see it?] This is the strength of dad! 】

[Dad, listen to my advice. We can bet on underdogs, but we can’t bet on the weird ones. 】

[I am the only one who cares about you, the one who opened the market. If you lose, do you have the money to compensate? 】

[Don't worry, the guy above who opened the market, the richest man's son, do you think he has the money to pay? 】

topic.

It went astray.

Everyone started to worship the rich.

The tycoon actually sent out red envelopes, and red envelopes rained down in the live broadcast room.

Lu Liuhe used the last ten seconds before the competition to flick his fingers and tap the red envelope at a speed so fast that only the afterimage could be seen. When he saw 666 pieces of money jump into his eyes, he was stunned.

Song Yu stretched his legs and waist, raised his eyebrows, and bowed to her: "Sister Liuhe."

Lu Liuhe also bowed to him.

The competition officially begins.

At the beginning.

Everything is normal.

The two used authentic fighting techniques, and the fight was very exciting.

But I don’t know since when the taste changed.

No one could see clearly who changed their tactics first, and the tactics began to become tricky, insidious, and even mean and cruel.

Eye-poking, throat locking, and crotch kicking take turns.

Song Yu used the Black Tiger Heart-Rending Move to kill him.

Lu Liuhe retaliated with the monkey stealing peach trick.

The scene became too horrible to watch.

Yuan Yan watched as the two of them fought more and more unruly, and he became numb: ...

Huo Jiuyuan frowned, his eyes were cold, and he rubbed his temples with a headache.

So, after teaching for so many days, this is all he taught?

Gradually, the two men on the field ran out of moves and began to pinch and fight each other.

"Lu Liuhe, you have no moral principles. You can't grab my hair." Song Yu started crying, his baby face flushed red.

"The villain complains first. You were the one who cheated first and attacked me!" Lu Liuhe attacked even more ruthlessly. While dodging his attacks, he pulled his hair and tore his clothes.

Song Yu regretted it, watching her kneel mercilessly and bump into his lower body again, roaring miserably: "I give up, I give up!"

Lu Liuhe then withdrew his hand and let him go. He snorted, wiped his hands on his clothes, and stood up slowly.

Then, it bumped into Huo Jiuyuan's pair of peach blossom eyes with complicated expressions.

She straightened her back and complained, "It wasn't me. He used a dirty trick to sneak attack the back of my head."

"Well, he was the first to break the rules." Huo Jiuyuan couldn't help laughing when he saw her self-righteous look. When he turned to look at Song Yu, his eyes turned colder: "You have no sense of propriety."

Song Yu buried his head on the ground, too embarrassed to see anyone.

He learned those moves from fighting with others when he was just hanging around.

Later, after the boss discovered his amazing talent and took him away, he became more restrained when he seriously discussed with his own people.

just.

He used it unconsciously.

When he realized he was wrong, he wanted to stop.

She refused to give in. I don't know where such a good girl learned so many despicable moves, which were even worse than his!

Yuan Yan glared at him reproachfully, and when he looked at Lu Liuhe, there was a hint of pity in his eyes.

She must have endured so much suffering, so much hardship, and been bullied so many times in the past to be able to use those fighting moves so skillfully.

The barrage didn't come back to its senses:

[Won?] 】

[That’s it?] Are my melon seeds, peanuts and small stool ready? You just show me this? 】

[Hahahahahahaha, little brother Song Yu is too embarrassed to face people. I saw it. He was the one who attacked the anchor first. I took a screenshot as evidence.jpg]

[Oh my, the little brother is so cute when he blushes. I really want to rub his face. 】

[Look at them, what a mess, a bunch of noobs fighting each other, a serious competition, who specifically attacks the other's lower body, these two are not serious people, they are a perfect match. 】

What Lu Liuhe cared about most was not how Song Yu was doing, but he said excitedly: "My dear father, congratulations to you and to me, and congratulations to our father and daughter for our great victory."

The barrage of comments rolled in unison, congratulations and fireworks exploded.

And then.

#Daughter goose dad will raise you# I will give you two seeds each of leek, spinach, cabbage, celery and water spinach.

Lu Liuhe: "Thank you, Dad! Dad, I love you."

Why did Dad choose to give these? Does the host like to eat it? 】

[What does the anchor not like to eat?] She eats meat patties made of all kinds of food with relish, so I just asked her if there is anything in the world that she doesn't like to eat? 】

[These should all be leafy vegetables. Come on, Dad, collect all the seeds and let the Lord sow them for us to see. 】

#Poor with only money left# I will give you five boxes of self-heating hot pot, with an extra large portion of 1000g.

#If you don’t agree, just do it# We will give you two authentic Shandong thousand-layer steamed buns made by hand.

#I am a little cabbage# I will give you a bottle of Lao Gan Ma.

Lu Liuhe: "Thank you #I'm so poor that I only have money left#, thank you #Just do it if you don't agree#, thank you #I'm a little cabbage# for the reward, thank you very much."

[Host, please perform a somersault for some of the sponsors! 】

[Host, as long as you don’t sing, I will always love you, support you, and come to the live broadcast room to watch you every day. 】

[We are all alone, why sing a song? The host is not a singer for money, so be good and don't sing. 】

Lu Liuhe was really obedient. He didn't sing, but he didn't move either.

Until the sponsor speaks.

#So poor that only money is left# [I haven’t seen a somersault yet, how about two somersaults? 】

Could Lu Liuhe hesitate?

Absolutely not.

The movements are graceful, clean and neat.

He somersaulted twenty times and only stopped when he was blocked by the opposite road.

The barrage of comments was full of applause.

The people present were confused.

Huo Jiuyuan watched her start somersaults without warning, then watched her stop:?

Yuan Yan was confused: ...

Song Yu asked whatever came to his mind: "Sister Liuhe, what are you doing?"

Lu Liuhe looked calm, patted the dirt off his hands, and looked at him sincerely: "Relieve the fatigue after high-intensity exercise, the effect of somersaults is immediate. If you don't believe me, try it yourself."