Chapter 442 Let Him Fall
"Come again!" Wen Xinyuan said bitterly and resentfully.
Zhao Xiaojing smiled grimly and moved to the left.
"You really lost? Oh, if you lose, you lose. Just pay the money. What are you doing?" The fat man started to make trouble in a mean way.
Wen Xinyuan looked at the fat man with frustration and gave Guan Yingxia a look.
Guan Yingxia immediately received it, "Okay, everyone take your positions... 3... 2... 1!"
The two clasped hands hung in the middle motionless. After a few seconds of pause, they fell one-sidedly to Zhao Xiaojing's right.
"Ahem, that's enough." Zhao Xiaojing pulled her hand away, stifled a laugh, and stood up.
In order to prevent Wen Xinyuan from finding excuses to continue the competition, this time she deliberately held her position in the middle for a while before trying hard to break it off.
"Hahahaha! I said, it's fine if you let the girl give you your right hand, but you actually lost so easily? Did you gain all this weight in vain? Hahahahaha!"
"If you can do it, go ahead! Come on! Come on!"
"Oh my, you can't win and you're calling me for help? You lost arm wrestling with a girl and you're calling for help. Where are you going to put your face? Hahahaha!"
"Sister Mirror, how can she be an ordinary girl? You'll lose even if you try! Go ahead if you're brave enough. If you don't lose, I'll treat you to a month's meal!"
"How can you treat just me? If you want to treat, treat all three of us! For all the meals during the competition!"
"Okay! Then you have to treat me if you lose!"
"no problem!"
Before Zhao Xiaojing could say anything, Fatty and Wen Xinyuan reached a consensus in an instant.
"Sister Mirror, come here!" The fat man squatted down at the place where Wen Xinyuan was just now, and stretched out his right hand with a smile.
"Bah, shameless! Why don't you just use your right hand!" Wen Xinyuan cursed with contempt.
The fat man smiled smugly and said nothing.
Zhao Xiaojing looked at the two childish people helplessly, half-knelt again, and held the fat man's hanging hand.
“3…2…1!”
The moment the word "1" fell, the fat man put away his smile, pouted heavily, and even squeezed his facial features together.
Both palms pause in the middle.
The fat man stared intently at his motionless right hand, gritting his teeth so hard that veins popped out on his forehead.
Zhao Xiaojing frowned slightly.
Boom.
After a few seconds, the clasped hands fell to Zhao Xiaojing's right again.
History repeats itself.
"Hahahaha! I say, aren't you ashamed? In arm wrestling, it's bad enough that the girl gave you her right hand, but you actually lost so easily? You've gained all this weight in vain!" Wen Xinyuan laughed and repeated the original words.
Zhao Xiaojing exhaled, quickly stood up, and glanced around. "No more competition! If we keep on competing, we'll all be like monkeys in the zoo."
The fat man was stunned for a moment, maintaining a half-squatting position and looking in the direction Zhao Xiaojing was looking.
Only then did he realize that they were making quite a bit of noise. Several groups of people were already looking at him with smirks, including several people he knew.
The fat man stood up in a second.
"Hey, I'll treat you to dinner during the competition."
"Of course it's your turn! Are you convinced now? Are you still arrogant?" Wen Xinyuan immediately forgot that he had lost the fight and put his hands on his hips proudly.
"Sister, have you been practicing martial arts since you were a child, or are you gifted? As a chef, we all have strong hands and arms. My hand strength is already quite strong. It didn't take much effort for you to bend me, so I'm afraid it would be easy for you to bend others too." The fat man glanced at Wen Xinyuan and was not provoked at all. Instead, he sat down next to Zhao Xiaojing smoothly and gave her a thumbs up.
"I just know a little bit of Kung Fu." Zhao Xiaojing said with a smile.
"He knows Kung Fu... He's so strong, it's no problem for one to beat two of us..." The fat man muttered softly.
Guan Yingxia on the side glanced at him, and she and Zhao Xiaojing smiled at each other.
This is truly adaptable.
"Sister, I have a good idea!" The fat man lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and looked ahead and quickly stood up, "Come with me!"
"Huh? Where are we going?" Zhao Xiaojing was stunned.
"Come with me first! Talk as we walk, it will be too late later!"
"You're not going to take Sister Mirror to arm wrestle with others for money, are you? Are you planning to outsource our meals?"
"Tui! I'm short of that little money? Sister, hurry up." The fat man looked at Wen Xinyuan with disdain and pulled Zhao Xiaojing forward.
"Sister, let's switch groups! You're in the same group with that wretched guy, teach him a lesson! He looks down on girls and just now he was mocking me and Mao Tingxiu for a long time. You're just right for him!" The fat man explained as he ran to the workbench.
"Ah?" Zhao Xiaojing didn't follow the fat man's train of thought.
"Don't worry, just listen to me. Time's almost up, let's register first. I know your level. I wasted so much time just now just arguing with him! I also found out that if you don't have the guts, just go for it! Hi, sister, I need to change groups. Could you please help me register? It's really troublesome for you."
As they were talking, the two of them arrived at the front desk. The fat man put on his social smile again and spoke politely to the young lady at the work desk.
"Okay, Zhao Duo, right? Which group is the other one from? What are their names?" The young lady nodded and immediately started operating on the computer.
"bite."
"Okay, the five-minute countdown is over. All contestants, please return to your seats immediately. No more registrations will be accepted for unregistered contestants. Now, on the big screen, here is the final roster for our 100-to-50 match."
As soon as the two finished registering, the system on the workbench turned gray, and the staff member who had just announced the rules walked back to the big screen.
The two turned around and saw that the list had already appeared on the screen. They were the only two left at the workbench, so they quickly trotted back to the contestant seat.
"Why did you two switch again? Let Sister Mirror beat that wretched guy? Hiss! Look at his smug smile! He must be so happy, right?" Wen Xinyuan glanced at the wretched guy in the trio and shook his head.
"Are you sure?" Guan Yingxia turned her head and glanced at Wen Xinyuan, her eyes turning cold.
"Let him be proud for a few minutes. I've inquired about it. That guy was indeed instructed by Ran Zhengyi and has some skills, but he's not even a registered disciple. It's just right for Sister Jingzi to hit him." The fat man wiped the sweat off his forehead and leaned back in his chair. "He just said that we bullied him by relying on our family background and resources. He also cursed Sister Mao and the others in a particularly vulgar way, saying that he only relies on men. This ranking is... Never mind.
Sister Mirror, I’ll beat him up real hard! It won’t look good if I bully him, and he won’t accept it, so I’ll make him pay big time this time.”
"It seems that he knows his own strengths and weaknesses, so he breaks down as soon as he sees you fighting him, but he smiles again when he sees a girl in his place, haha! Sister Mirror, let him learn a lesson this time, and make him lose as ugly as possible! If he attacks, don't be polite!" Wen Xinyuan was also angry when he heard it.
Guan Yingxia had not practiced with the three of them, and she didn't know how good Zhao Xiaojing's cooking skills were. When she heard the two of them say this, she felt slightly relieved.
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