When Zuo You walked to the third floor of the shopping mall, he was attracted by a store.
It was a boutique doll shop with extremely luxurious decoration. The beautiful dolls lying on the luxurious goose white down blanket looked out of reach.
Poor Zuo You had no self-awareness at first. Seeing that the dolls in the window were pretty, he lay outside the glass window and counted the prices.
One, two, three, four, five.
Zuo You was shocked. He blinked and counted again from the beginning. Oh my God, a small cotton doll cost a full five figures!
Why don't you grab this?!
Poor Zuo You is cynical and feels that his worldview has been refreshed.
In fact, what attracted Zuo You was not the expensive dolls in the store, but a standing billboard erected in front of the store.
The billboard, emblazoned with artistic lettering, boasted: "Battle of Hegemony, Offline 1v1 Friendly Tournament! First place winner receives a specially-made cotton toy!"
The first prize was displayed in the shop's small window: a beautiful, elegant white fox and a gray mouse. The yawning fox was tugging at the mouse's long tail, seeming to be quite interested in the toy in his hand. The mouse was upside down, squealing in fear.
These two dolls are very lively and cute in both movements and expressions, and they are lifelike, making people love them just by looking at them.
They are clearly creatures of two different species, but they look strangely harmonious and interesting when put together.
Zuo You felt that if this first prize was not so attractive, she would never have set foot in a cotton doll shop with a name starting with five digits in her life.
Fu Shenzhi said: "Do you like the doll outside the house?"
Zuo You nodded, and Fu Shenzhi smiled: "I like it too. It seems to be a series. Okay, I'll ask someone to buy a set for you to play with later."
Zuo You was a little embarrassed: "Uh, no, it's too expensive. I just wanted to see if I could win..."
Zuo You didn't actually hold out much hope, because she hadn't played Battle of Hegemony for a long time, only logging in to kill time in her spare time, and she thought her level was just above average.
Fu Shenzhi said indifferently: "If you like, go ahead and try it. Just for fun. Don't worry too much about the prize. Whether you win or lose, I will find a way to give you the doll set."
Zuo You signed up happily, but unexpectedly, the competition went even smoother than Zuo You had imagined.
The owner of this shop is a die-hard fan of the game, and wanted to hold an event to liven up the atmosphere before the New Year, so he organized a friendly match. The match was not held in a formal manner, and few people knew about it, and few people came to participate.
Zuo You easily entered the top three PK.
It is worth mentioning that she met the young people who had just entered the mall and mocked her during the competition.
When the yellow-haired man saw that it was her, he immediately revealed an expression of confidence in his victory and said arrogantly, "Hey, country bumpkin, I advise you to admit defeat immediately, otherwise you will be beaten to tears later."
Zuo You replied: "Oh."
Huang Mao was still arrogant: "A country bumpkin still plays games, hey, hurry back home and plant some cabbages!"
Zuo You replied, “Heh.”
Fu Shenzhi narrowed his eyes. The yellow-haired man felt his whole body go hairy under his unfriendly gaze. He secretly complained that this man's eyes were really scary!
Huang Mao didn't dare to say anything more, and the game started. Huang Mao was whistling in a relaxed manner at first, but within two minutes, his relaxed expression was gone and his body straightened up a lot.
In the end, Huangmao's expression was as if he had been punched, and even his lips were trembling.
Surrounded by people who understand the game and are enthusiasts, it is easy to see that the difference in strength between the two sides is not at the same level at all. It is simply a dimensionality reduction attack!
Zuo You could have finished the game within four minutes, but she insisted on dragging it out to seven minutes. Just like a cat playing with a mouse, she played Huang Mao around again and again, but refused to give him a direct KO.
The outcome was already decided, and no amount of struggling would be fruitless. In the end, Huangmao's face was distorted.
The yellow-haired man seemed to want to point at her with his trembling fingers, but when he saw Fu Shenzhi standing beside him, he gritted his teeth and put his fingers down, saying, "A woman this tough will never get married."
"Hey, if you lose, you lose. Don't be so embarrassed by your loss."
"Brother, what you said is too much. You are not as skilled as others and yet you still blame them."
"That's right, brother, you are angry out of shame."
The game enthusiasts gathered around booed him, making Huangmao feel ashamed and leave his seat angrily.
However, some people in the crowd murmured, "This little girl is really good at fighting. God, will she ever be able to find a boyfriend?"
Before she could finish her words, a tall and handsome man walked over. Although he was wearing a mask, his demeanor and grace were still unique, and still made countless girls cover their hearts and shout "how handsome".
The man smiled and handed a cup of hot milk tea he had just bought to the tough girl everyone was talking about. His voice was gentle and pleasant: "Just bought it, 70% sugar, with extra taro balls and Bobo. Are you tired? Do your eyes hurt..."
The man was extremely gentle and considerate, with a generous height and a noble temperament. The women present were all moved, like Xizi holding her heart. Oh my god, whose perfect boyfriend is this? Did he save the earth in his previous life?
Hey, wait, this man and this girl...
Everyone understood instantly and looked at Zuo You with envy and jealousy. They didn't expect that this girl was so good at playing games and had such an outstanding boyfriend in real life.
Who just said that this girl was too tough to find a boyfriend? Not only did she find one, she found the best guy in the world!
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