A loud noise suddenly came from Zhao Zhuolu's equipment, and Fang Jianchen, who was sitting outside, shuddered all over. He turned his head carefully, looked at the equipment behind him, and asked in a low voice: "Excellent... are you still alive?"

The door was pushed open and Zhao Zhuolu stepped out.

His face was pale and his eyebrows were frowning, and he didn't look very good.

Fang Jianchen glanced behind him and said in surprise: "What's going on? It's only been less than five minutes since I went in. It's not enough to get a handful of rubbing. What can happen?"

Zhao Zhuolu walked beside the chair in the middle, sat upright, looking forward, shook his head and said, "Eight years old."

Fang Jianchen touched him from behind: "Oh, I'll go! What's wrong with you?"

Zhao Zhuolu raised his hand and scratched his head, as if he was not listening to what he said, and continued to shake his head and said, "Eight...years..."

Cheng Ze heard the movement and walked out in his pajamas, looking at the two of them in confusion.

Fang Jianchen slammed the table and said, "She made you angry again? Don't bother with her. Or she finally lost all the ring matches and asked you to take care of her again? Eight-year-old children are like this, it's annoying, you should get used to it."

Cheng Ze put his hands in his pockets, leaned against the door, and interrupted, "I didn't do this when I was eight years old, and I loved everyone at that time."

Fang Jianchen covered Zhao Zhuolu's head and was slapped away by someone. Zhao Zhuolu took a deep breath: "Stop talking, in short, I advise you to stay away from her in the future."

Fang Jianchen rolled up his sleeves and was about to go up with great momentum: "What else can I do? I will help you teach her how to be a human being!"

Zhao Zhuolu turned his face, looked him up and down with his scrutiny eyes, and then nodded.

Fang Jianchen said alertly: "What?"

Zhao Zhuolu suddenly felt a little better, stood up and patted him on the shoulder, "It's too late today, remember to tell her like this next time."

Fang Jianchen thought he was simply inexplicable.

Zhao Zhuolu turned around and returned to his room. After hesitating for a moment, he sent a message to Ms. Sun Yan.

Sun Yan was handling official business, while typing, asking casually: "Good evening, my dear, is there something to come to me?"

Zhao Zhuolu: "Mom, the person you asked me to take before..."

Sun Yan stopped the movement in her hand and asked, "Oh, how is she? Are she very smart?"

Zhao Zhuoluo's face twitched: "Eight years old?"

Sun Yan said without changing his face: "Yes!"

Zhao Zhuolu said with a gloomy expression: "I'm so eight years old, I'm all the same level as me."

"Did you know it now? You just realized it until now?" Sun Yan was also shocked, "But it doesn't matter, it's not too late. She is a new student, so you have to take care of her more."

"...I don't think she needs it very much." Zhao Zhuolu suddenly felt powerless and said, "Mom, don't do this next time. If something happens, it will be very embarrassing in the future."

Sun Yan said: "She is a new student who transfers to the department. I heard that the points are still zero. How can this not be needed? Your military academy has the most things to do, so don't think I don't know."

Zhao Zhuolu felt a headache.

Judging from now on, although her points are too short to afford, she can't even afford a better mecha, which seems to be quite disadvantageous. But in fact, she should have a clear idea and no one needs to bring the points.

——After all, she is not really eight years old.

I don’t know how many games I lost in a winning streak, but when she said tonight, she should get more points than to win the battlefield. He also understood that if she had absolute strength, the ring would definitely be the fastest way to get high scores. But at the same time, it is the fastest way to make you lose everything.

But Zhao Zhuolu never expected that the General of the Cavalry won a row of victory, partly because of his mother's misleading, and partly because of the unreasonable victory itself.

How many people dare to go directly to the ring before touching the mecha several times? Isn’t this exactly in line with the character of primary school students who ignore the consequences?

As it turns out, they even wronged the elementary school students, which was a sin.

Zhao Zhuolu pursed his lips. He just heard the reply and was off the line like a conditioned reflex. This behavior may be being made fun of by the other party.

After hanging up the communication with Sun Yan, hesitated for a moment and tried to search for the ID of the winning streak on Sanyao's official website.

I didn't expect to find anything, but many video links about her jumped out.

So far, the winning streak has played a total of 34 ring games, including six defeats.

In the 12th Zone where novices gather, this is not a rare record, and it is even a bit unprofitable. After all, the real tricky opponents are all in the second half.

Players like them who have high scores will specifically challenge those famous sporters if they are idle. So theoretically speaking, the later the sport is, the more difficult the competition will be.

But the winning streak is very gimmick, and the highlight is no longer just a simple victory or defeat. The straightforward and neat way of fighting is her real highlight.

Zhao Zhuolu flipped down and found that someone had made a video clip for her before, which contained the burst moments and highlights of the game in her first ten games. Sharp turn, strong attack, feint attack, retreat...

But before today, the number of clicks on this video was not high, and the only few comments were mostly "posed" and "low-quality" denied criticisms. Today, for some reason, they were dug out of the corner and kept being forwarded and discussed.

——"Take you onto the initial mecha Yuanrui's road of fighting for supremacy."

——"Shocked! Why dare to set up a ring but drive the initial mecha? The operation of that mecha hand will tell you the answer in person."

——"Don't say you can play the mecha, do you have to play the initial mecha?"

——"The new champion appeared in the novice area, a magical operation you have never seen before."

——"A mecha hand with the same perverted aesthetics and strength!"

Some people below didn't care and sneered. Some people said it was a sensationalist, and then they started to squabble with her fans.

Anyway, she is in District 12, so she is a little popular.

Zhao Zhuorui clicked on the video and watched it carefully twice.

Her movement posture is distinctive, and no matter how she changes the scenes, she still feels a little strange. Compared with the different scenes in the same video, there seems to be some changes in details, and it is impossible to say the details.

Zhao Zhuolu was addicted to research and went to search for her videos of today's game and continued to watch them one by one.

The recording is based on the perspectives chosen by the players themselves. Liansheng's operations sometimes catch them off guard, resulting in unclear shooting angles at critical moments. Zhao Zhuoluo went to search for different people's shooting angles. However, there were not many people uploading Liansheng's video classification, and the video classification was very chaotic. He searched one by one, wasting a lot of time.

It was not until the second half of the night that I casually glanced at the time and realized that it was so late. I hurriedly turned off my brain and went to bed to rest first.

But none of these things seemed to affect the winning streak. She still trained as usual and then scored points at the point.

When she went online the next day, she found that there were many people around the ring, which was much hotter than yesterday.

Lian Sheng was still wearing her weird outfit, driving her initial mecha, and calmly walked around the ring.

The tourists below waved to her wildly:

"General! General, I have called you for support! Do you see that there are many people? Do you have any passion? How many games will you play today?"

She is very passionate every day and has nothing to do with more or less people.

"General, why have you been using the initial mecha? Is it because your opponent is not worthy of your use of other mechas?"

Look, why do you ask such a stupid question? Of course it is because there is no score!

"General! General, are you a real novice? I want to ask how old you are!"

"General, there are still fools who say that you are a primary school student. Please use your fists to blow up their operating warehouse!"

“…”

Lian Sheng listened to their strings of problems, kept silent wisely, otherwise it would be endless.

After finishing warming up, I was about to officially start the ring competition, and I received a message from Fang Jianchen.

Fang Jianchen shouted at her exaggeratedly: "Where is it!"

Winning streak: "Fighting in the ring?"

Fang Jianchen shouted, "Stand and don't move, I'll teach you how to be a human being!"

Stream win raised eyebrows.

Fang Jianchen came soon, but the crowd was squeezed around the periphery. He leaned his head and watched the crowd surging ahead, and did not continue to move forward.

"I'm going, why are there so many people?"

"Are you calling your name when I went to this group of people? Are they going crazy? Are you impressed by your beauty? You have to be more determined, so they are not encouraging you, but expressing their love for the boy who is free from wealth!"

"The 12th District has been calm for too long, and all the turbulences are sensational. You don't understand it when you are young, but you will understand it when you are as old as Brother Fang."

"Did you hear me?"

Lian Sheng listened to his chat and responded: "I heard it."

"Very very good, be good." Fang Jianchen said with relief, "Now tell me, little sister, what did you do to me yesterday? You see, he doesn't dare to go online today."

Lian Sheng said: "Come in front."

Fang Jianchen educated in a stern tone: "Hurry up and don't pay attention to your own points. Excellent people don't like to ruin others the most, they are angry!"

Lian Sheng said in a tempting way: "Come in front."

Fang Jianchen walked forward with his hands behind his back and sent her a message: "I'm here!"

A big and thick man next to him shouted to the stage: "General, I! Love! You!"

Fang Jianchen glared at him and cursed at him sideways: "You pervert!"

man:"……"

The winning streak was directly pointed at the challenge.

In the dormitory, Ye Buqing and Cheng Ze walked out of the room after doing what they were doing and found Zhao Zhuolu sitting alone in the living room. Fang Jianchen's voice faintly floated out of the sensor.

Ye Buqing asked: "Don't you go up and take a look? Fang Jianchen alone can't control his temper, and something may happen."
To be continued...