The Max Level Boss is Too Cruel

Chapter 219 Go back

 “Have we ever competed in the finals before?”

"Um...um...Miss Ning Luo was the second in the last round." The host answered carefully.

Feng Ling frowned, "Didn't we win the last round with a crushing victory? Is there anyone I would like to see at the top?"

 “Pfft.” A fan of Feng Ling behind him couldn’t help but laugh.

What should I say? What Feng Ling said is indeed true. I just didn’t expect to see him at the top. However, saying this doesn’t give Ning Luo face. Look at how embarrassed Ning Luo is.

However, she didn’t really like Ning Luo anyway and thought she was too pretentious, so Feng Ling criticized her, and she raised her hands and feet in agreement.

Ning Luo could dig out three rooms with her toes. She never expected that Feng Ling would be so disrespectful to her.

She looked at Feng Ling awkwardly, "I'm sorry, I made a mistake in my choice of words. It's all my fault.

 Let’s start the game. "

"Hmm." Feng Ling raised her eyebrows and sat down. How could she not know what Ning Luo was thinking? She just said that because she knew. If Ning Luo didn't intend to look good to her, then she couldn't look good to Ning Luo either.

As the saying goes, respect is mutual. If Ning Luo doesn't respect her, there's no way he can get her respect.

 The final result is obvious. Fengying won, and he won in a crushing manner.

  Ning Luo's expression could hardly be maintained.

Today, it has completely become Feng Ling’s home field, and she is just a clown who makes Feng Ling shine even more!

How can it be! ! How could this be! !

Ning Luo sat on the chair and watched the host award Feng Ling with the winning award, feeling jealous in her heart.

 …

“Eleven, could you please sign your name for us?”

 After the event, the two girls looked at Feng Ling, their eyes shining.

Originally, they did not dare to ask Feng Ling for her autograph because they were afraid of disturbing her, but the activities just now made them all get closer.

Eleven makes them all feel like cool little sisters.

 Feng Ling nodded, "Okay."

 After signing the two girls’ names, Feng Ling was led by Butterfly to her exclusive area.

 Five hundred physical books will be released today.

In fact, Butterfly originally planned to sell 2,000 copies, but Feng Ling refused because she didn't want to sign so many names at all. Butterfly finally negotiated the 500 copies.

 Her master is good at everything, but she is lazy and doesn’t want to move much at all, like now.

 Feng Ling was sitting there, watching the long queue of her fans.

 Then sign slowly.

 Because I signed quickly and my hands were tired.

 “I’m sorry, please be considerate to the elderly. I signed too quickly and my hands got tired.”

Fan: "..." What you said is correct, but your voice doesn't sound like they are very old. You say they are old, so can they still live? ? ?

“Eleven God, how old are you this year? Why does your voice sound so small?”

“Eighteen.” Feng Ling replied calmly.

“Eleven great gods, you are only eighteen years old???”

All the fans who had not left stopped and stared at Feng Ling in disbelief.

 Eighteen years old, an eighteen-year-old master! !

 Oh my god, what a treasure they have found! !

 In an instant, all the eyes looking at Feng Ling seemed to have changed a little.

how to say?

Feng Ling always feels that these people’s eyes are quite charitable? ? ? ?

This is probably what is said in the legend, mommy fan? ? ?

Feng Ling shook her head and got rid of this unreliable idea.

 She is really cool. How could she have any mom fans? No, no, definitely not, absolutely not.

 After the signing, Feng Ling said goodbye to Butterfly and prepared to go back. However, on the way back, Feng Ling saw a black car behind him.

 (End of this chapter)