The Max Level Boss is Too Cruel

Chapter 216 Game

 That's it, Feng Ling nodded, indicating that he understood, but, "How do you choose fans?"

Before Shuangxue had time to answer, the host over there had already begun to introduce the writers who came to participate in the event.

　　Probably from the small coffee position to the big coffee position, so Feng Ling was placed at the end.

When we arrived at Fengling, there were a lot more shouts. Compared with Ningluo, Ningluo was just a game played by primary school students.

Ning Luo is now among the writers, and her face is not very good. Today is her home field, but now, all the limelight has been stolen by this eleven.

Feng Ling didn’t feel much at all. Anyway, she just took the money and came over to go through the motions.

The host begins to introduce the rules of the game.

"This year our game asks you to draw and I guess, but the drawing is a stroke. The strokes are drawn by our fans and friends, and the guesses are made by our writers. The one who wins in the end will get our final grand prize. Twenty thousand dollars!”

 “Ahhhhh!!”

 Twenty thousand is a very high income for both fans and writers. Of course, Feng Ling is nothing.

　　When she heard 20,000, she didn't even raise her eyelids. She was very calm, and the butterflies under her eyes twitched.

  Boss, I know you don’t care, but you don’t have to be so offensive!

“Okay, next, our writer friends will go down there to find our fan friends!”

 “Microphone.”

 “Huh? What?” The host was a little confused.

 Then he saw Feng Ling take the microphone from his hand and said, "You are the two in the middle of the first row."

Everyone: "..." Could you be a little more careless?

In order to avoid the silence, the host asked, "Okay, then let's ask our eleven great gods, why did you choose the two of them?"

 “Good-looking.”

 Everyone: "..." Aren't you afraid of offending others by saying this?

 At this moment, it caused a group of people below to laugh.

 Feng Ling was a little confused, what's so funny about this?

 Just choose whoever you like?

 “Can you play this game?”

Feng Ling asked.

They were both girls. They looked at each other. One said that he had never played before, and the other said that he was not very good at playing.

 Feng Ling was silent for a while, and then said under the awkward gazes of the two girls, "It doesn't matter, it was me who guessed anyway."

  She guessed it was a song. She had all the songs in her head, so she wasn’t afraid.

The two girls looked at each other, their admiration for Feng Ling growing in their hearts.

In the live broadcast room, someone heard Feng Ling’s words and started to ridicule.

　　“Don’t be afraid of showing off your tongue even when you are bragging!”

“That’s right, if I watch someone later, I think she will definitely get slapped in the face!!”

 “Hahaha, sure, do you need to say more?”

Ning Luo carefully selected the person, and then he curled his lips when he heard Feng Ling's words. He was indeed arrogant.

 But in this world, arrogance has no good fruits to eat.

 The winner of this competition must be her!

Ning Luo raised his chin, "I'll be the first one up!"

“Okay, we, Ning Luo, will be the first to go, so let’s start the timer!”

Not to mention, the questions set by the organizer of this event are still a bit difficult.

There were several times when Bi Hua’s fans didn’t know what to do and were stunned on the spot.

Ning Luo almost ran away on the spot!

 She doesn’t understand how there can be any stupid people. It’s just a stroke of paint. What’s so difficult about it?

However, in front of so many people, she still had to maintain a good-tempered image.

 At the end, Ning Luo guessed ten questions correctly in two minutes.

When the host said it was the highest in history, Ning Luo smiled with satisfaction and said, "It's because of their good strokes."

 It instantly aroused the good impression of everyone.

 (End of this chapter)