The full-level boss is too cruel

Chapter 218 Again?
"Hoes? Harvest? Harvest?"

Feng Ling used the method of casting a wide net.

After the two girls nodded, she directly said the correct answer, "Auspicious snow heralds a prosperous year."

Two girls: "..." Is this the feeling of flying?

In fact, their strokes are not bad?

The reason why I felt that I didn't play well before must be because the other party is too rubbish!
The connoted "opponent": Why can't you think that this one is too powerful?

Why are they trash! ! !

They are not satisfied!

In Feng Ling's blazing and cool flying mode, the three of them directly guessed 15 questions correctly, which were all the questions prepared for the show.

The audience was in an uproar, this frank variety show is not that exciting! ! !
Simply, it's too awesome, okay? ! !
"eleven!"

"eleven!"

"eleven!"

……

In the audience, everyone was calling Eleven. The Ning Luo and other things in front of him had long been forgotten by everyone. They played like this and wanted them to remember. Just think about it.

Ning Luo's face was dark, and the two fans who looked at her were also unhappy. Fortunately, these two fans were also stunned by Feng Ling's flying mode, and they didn't look at Ning Luo.

But this made Ning Luo's expression even worse, and it was because Lemon reminded her of facial management through the earphones that she gradually calmed down.

But the nails have been deeply embedded in his flesh, "Eleventh!!! You wait for me!!!" She will never let her go, definitely! ! !
There is also a game at the back, which is a game of guessing songs. Fans and authors form a group and compete in pairs.

The group that guesses the most songs correctly wins.

Feng Ling glanced at the two star-eyed girls next to her, and pursed her lips, "Not this round. I don't have so many songs in my mind."

She is still very picky when listening to songs, she only supports the singers she likes, so she only has the songs of the singers she likes in her mind, so in this game, I can only watch these two girls.

"Don't worry, Eleven, I'm good at this round." The girl with the ponytail patted her chest and smiled brightly, "I'll take the lead in this round!!! Hehehe!"

"Then I'll lie down." Feng Ling raised her eyebrows, and the three of them formed a group and laughed as if no one was around.

The host asked, "Is Eleven talking to your fans? Why are you so happy?"

Feng Ling raised her eyebrows, "She said she wanted to take me away, so I'm going to win this round."

Everyone: "..."

Can this be said so openly? ? ?
Feng Ling:? ? ?Why not?They did say they wanted to take her away!

Everyone: Just be happy!
The host twitched, then changed the topic to let everyone start.

Originally, after hearing what Feng Ling said, everyone already had no hope for them, but who is Feng Ling?Is it Eleven Great Gods?
Can the fans of the Great God be ordinary people?
Obviously not!

So, Feng Ling really won all the way to the final.

Feng Ling: "Look, you still don't believe me when I say she takes you away, there are many people in this world you can't match, and I'm not the only one."

Everyone: "???" Great God, is it really okay for you to be so heartbroken?
Can't they give ordinary people a way to survive?Ahhh? ? ?

Is this what a great god should say? ? ?Is it is it? ? ?

The finals are still Feng Ling and Ning Luo.

Ning Luo really relies on herself, the two fans next to her really know nothing!

All I know is that she is great!
What's the use of saying she's great?If you have that time, you might as well guess a few more questions for her! ! !
Comparing with the fans of Eleven, her side is like one underground and one heaven! ! !
Ning Luo gritted her teeth and looked at Feng Ling with a smile on her face, "Eleventh, I didn't expect the two of us to compete again."

"Again?" Feng Ling frowned and looked at the host.

(End of this chapter)