"..." This is the literary interaction content that I heard when I fell into a dream, rather than a conversation, it was a slander.

Then, there were deafening screams in my ears!

What is this warm atmosphere?

The battle scene?!

Full of seats?!

The atmosphere on the scene is warm?!

So what is my current identity?

Ah, nothing special, just an ordinary uncle audience...

So, what kind of strike is it?

I looked at the ring and looked at the two female players who were angrily roaring, "greetings" and were "deeply friendly" and were fighting in the original sense.

Looking at the audience around me again, a ridiculous feeling began to emerge.

Then, I looked at the topic of the match and was stunned.

No wonder the two sides just crossed their waists and communicated verbally, instead of rushing forward to fight.

Because the theme of tonight's event is, the King of Quarrels...

I looked closely and saw that the eyebrows and eyes of both sides "fighting" were simply a copy of Miss Chen. It seems that it is Miss Chen's incarnation in the dream.

The other party who was "war" was a woman about 48 years old, and her eyebrows were five points similar to Ms. Chen. It is likely that she was the dream incarnation of Ms. Chen's mother.

They were clearly "appearing" in front of the public. Their clothes were very old and full of the unique styles from the 1980s.

The human heart is really interesting. Miss Chen, who gives people dullness and indescribable words in real life, is so fierce in her dream that she is comparable to her mother.

In reality, it's probably the opposite.

"You are a man who is immortal and gets killed! The old leper who is played with and thrown by someone!" [Good scolding!] The audience cheered.

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"

[Audiences! Audiences! Have you seen it?! What a graceful and neat counterattack!] The host's words brought the atmosphere to a climax...

"..." I had a question mark on my face. Always, GET was not exciting.

"There is no way out!"

“son       of               bicht!”

"..." I was stunned! What do you think of this?!

"Uncle! Do you see that she is simply a role model for young women! The pioneer of resisting the old man who relies on his age!" However, a young girl with a good appearance on my left grabbed my arm tightly and shook her hard!

Even though I was excited, I hugged my arm tightly. Suddenly, the kind of thing that tests cadres "clips" my arm in.

"..." Because of the other person's good figure and good appearance, as a serious person, I did not resist, but reluctantly tried to do so, um, ah, perfunctory.

"Beautiful counterattack!"

"The final result is out!"

"Grandma won!" Just as I was thinking that this was not bad, the secretly refreshing young girl used a bolus to treat me on my arm, something that stunned me happened!

"Grandma?! So the older side on the field is grandma?" I couldn't come back to my senses.

No! I looked at the two sides who showed a depressed look on the field, and my head was a little stunned.

"Let us congratulate! Victor, grandma!" As soon as the excited host finished speaking, an image of an old lady with a kind face appeared on the big screen on the scene.

In other words, the winner is not at the scene at all!

"????????" The scene in front of me can't be messed with! What do you mean? Although dreams can be illogical or absurd, it's too nonsense, right?!

Also, everyone, why do you look like you watched a wonderful showdown?! The people on the scene have not decided the winner yet! Is it okay if the grandmother who is not on the scene inexplicably wins like this?!

There is also a girl next to me who has been attacking my arm until the result of the game was announced. Why don’t you complain?! Why don’t you say anything?!

Why does it act like a passionate anime, creating an atmosphere like [although I am unwilling to give up, it is a battle that is still a glorious and refreshing, and next time, I will definitely beat you!]!

"This girl, grandma who is not on the scene won the game. Isn't that okay?" The other party's failure to speak does not mean that I remain silent, so I took the initiative to attack.

"Well, the game is very exciting. Uncle, do you think so too?"

"This girl, the winner is not here."

"Especially the scene of fighting back against the other party in English is really unexpected! Right? Right?~"

"Miss, are you listening to me?"

"Haha~ I also look forward to us watching the game together again next time~"

“I mean…”

"Ah, although you are very elegant, I won't make an appointment~" [Shy]

“……………you fucked…”

"If you don't make an appointment, I really won't make an appointment!" [Speech]

After a conversation, I chose to give up directly. It seemed that what I said became another meaning when I heard the other person's ears.

Or, the other party deliberately avoided this topic.

I don't know the truth.

At this moment, the scene in front of me was a little shaking. I understood that the other party might stop dreaming or wake up.

Anyway, I have to leave.

So I contacted the mirror.

"Mirror, Weaver, can I ask you a question?" After leaving the dream, I looked a little dull.

"?" Jing and Hui Niang looked at each other and nodded at me.

"A and B have a quarrel. The winner is not decided. Why did A or B's grandmother win?" I asked this question that made me a little crazy.

"!?..." The mirror and Weaver Girl in front of me instantly frozen their expression.

If it is in anime, you should be able to use your mouth slightly, your eyes turn into small sesame dots, and images of dots appear in the dialog box to describe their feelings at the moment.

"I can't understand why A and B were quarreling and declared that grandma won for no reason?!"

"There is no sign!"

"What does this mean?!" I scratched my ears and heads, extremely depressed.

Seeing me muttering constantly, the mirror gave Weaver Niang a look.

Then, I felt a sudden pressure on my neck.

Suddenly, my eyes turned black...

"I don't know what people have experienced in dreams..." The Weaver Girl behind me hugged me who had fallen down carefully in her arms.

"It's probably very difficult. Obviously, it's not contaminated with negative direction."

"Instead of letting him get so stubborn, it's better to knock him out." Jing sighed helplessly.

"Poor person...but Sister Jing, why did grandma win?" Mother Weaver also scratched his head.

"Don't worry about this problem anymore..." The mirror that put away the Youlan Mirror and stopped Weaver with a wry smile.
Chapter completed!