Top-notch Master Masquerading As Cannon Fodder Female Companion

Wei Zhiqian's left hand was still copied in his trouser pocket, and his suit jacket was casually placed at the junction of his wrist and trouser pocket.

Huang Mingshun wanted to pull Tanmo's hand, froze halfway, dare not move forward.

Ming Ming Wei Zhiqian was in the audience with a guardrail in between.

But Huang Mingshun was still afraid of palpitations, and he hesitantly retracted his hand.

"Uncle!" Tan Mo didn't even think about it, and immediately turned to the edge of the stage, clinging to the guardrail.

The guardrail was too high, blocking her from seeing Wei Zhiqian.

Tan Mo simply stepped on the railing under the guardrail with both feet, and finally reached out half of his body, looking down at Wei Zhiqian.

Wei Zhiqian stood under the stage, the stage partly higher.

"Sorry, I'm late." Wei Zhiqian said solemnly.

Today the company has important things.

He hurriedly finished his work and drove here immediately.

This game may not be so important to others.

But for Wei Zhiqian, because Tan Mo participated, it was extremely important.

This is the first time Tan Mo has participated in such a large-scale event.

As long as Wei Zhiqian thought of Tan Mo Xiaoxiao, standing under the attention of everyone, he couldn't restrain the pride in his heart.

He must be there to see Tan Mo Lue with his own eyes!

I watched her standing under the radiant light, brighter than that light!

"It's not too late." Tan Mo shook his head, "I didn't expect that my uncle would come."

"You come to the competition, how could I not come." Wei Zhiqian let out a sigh of relief.

On the road, when he was driving, the phone was placed on the front bracket.

While driving, he was watching Tanmo's live broadcast.

But he dare not talk to Tanmo now.

Otherwise Tan Mo must be angry that he didn't concentrate on driving.

In fact, it's not inattentive.

Tanmo answers the questions too quickly.

He didn't even see the problem, he just heard Tan Mo's "Qiangqiang" sound.

So, in fact, I was quite attentive when driving.

Looking at Mo's red eyes, Wei Zhiqian seemed to have a tyrannical mood in his heart, stirring in his chest like a tornado.

He tried to suppress it.

Raising her hand, her thumb was gently placed on the corner of her red eye.

Tan Mo was like a little beast cub who was lost on the way, and finally met the head of the family who came back to find her.

The tender little face rubbed against Wei Zhiqian's palm.

She didn't feel any aggrieved at first, but wanted to confuse Huang Mingshun, so she blushed by the way.

But now seeing Wei Zhiqian, Tan Mo suddenly feels wronged.

Those people at Huada have a terrible attitude!

All of them were arrogant and unhappy, and unhappy after losing.

All bully!

The small face was rubbed against Wei Zhiqian's palm, and Tan Mo was really wronged now.

"Do you want to continue the game? If not, let's go." Wei Zhiqian suppressed his anger, even his voice was suppressed extremely low, even a little dumb.

Tan Mo nodded: "It's even better. They can't beat me, so they get angry and blame me."

Tan Mo pouted unhappily: "I want to continue to beat them, to anger them to death!"

The little girl's angry words, her swollen face, and a sly little expression in her anger, easily smoothed Wei Zhiqian's anger that filled her heart and disappeared silently.

"Okay." Wei Zhiqian's voice returned to clear and smooth, with a slight smile in his voice.

At this time, the host and staff also came over.

"Tan Mo, can you continue the game?" The host came over and asked in a low voice.

Tan Mo nodded: "I can."

"Then our third round of competition is about to begin." The host reminded, "If you want to continue the competition, you have to go back to the answering table now."

Tan Mo nodded and said to Wei Zhiqian: "Uncle, I'm going back to the game first."

Wei Zhiqian smiled and nodded: "Go."

Tan Mo returned to the answering table.

Wei Zhiqian also found the position he had decided to sit down.

It happens to be in the row behind the guest seat, which is the best position besides the guest seat and the chief election.

Tan Mo's gaze followed Wei Zhiqian until he sat down, determined where he was sitting, and quickly waved in Wei Zhiqian's direction.

Wei Zhiqian smiled faintly and beckoned to her.

When Tan Mo retracted his gaze, Huang Mingshun dryly explained: "I didn't expect to do it to you."

"Humph!" Tan Mo turned his head away and ignored him.

The uncle is still good-looking.

Originally seeing Wei Zhiqian's good mood, it was now destroyed by Huang Mingshun.

Huang Mingshun choked and was furious.

Good point, he is said to be a man who works on girls, and he is still angry!

Is he wronged?

"Now, the third round of the game begins, please watch the big screen." The host said.

On the big screen, there is still a familiar 10-second countdown.

Not surprisingly, just after the number 1 disappeared, the screen flickered, and the first question just flashed, and no one could read the words clearly, there was a sound of "clang" in the field.

Huang Mingshun put his hand on top of the responder, gritted his teeth.

Knowing Tanmo's tactics.

But he still didn't have the courage to learn.

This made him even more angry and aggrieved!

The host had an expression of "I knew it": "Jingda contestant, please answer."

Tan Mo's eyes were still red, and his voice was choked with trills: "Choose B."

The audience, especially those from Beijing University, sounded distressed.

The current situation is a little girl who has been bullied and is full of grievances, but she has to endure not crying and concentrate on answering questions.

It's already great to be able to do this. You can't ask people to quickly digest grievances. There is nothing wrong, right?

When I started to speak, there was a little choking tremor that I couldn't hold back.

The soft voice trembled with grievances, which made people listen to it and felt even more distressed.

"The answer is correct." the host said, "please see the second question."

But after a while, the expressions on everyone's faces became strange.

The scene in the field became very weird. Tanmo pressed the answering device fiercely, and Tanmo succeeded in answering, Tanmo choked up and answered the question as if he was crying, Tanmo got it right.

Tan Mo fiercely pressed the answering device again, and so on.

Did not give others a chance to answer the questions.

Everyone: "..."

Are you really uncomfortable?

Answering questions while crying, this picture is too weird!

You are too ferocious!

Moreover, Huang Mingshun, who "bullyed" Tanmo, became even more depressed.

My heart was aggrieved.

What are you telling me that your accuracy rate in this round of answering questions is 50-50?

Are you 50-50?

Grab one, answer one, right one.

I really believe in your evil!

The point is, can you stop sobbing and grab it?

I am not bullying you now, but you are bullying me!

You sobbed quite badly, and all this sound was heard through the microphone.

But I didn't see you delaying your answer!

Huang Mingshun was tired.

I really hope that these people can see the true face of Tanmo clearly.