Quick Wear: With the cub in hand, the world is mine

Hua Ke and the others returned to the gathering point. The crowd was in an uproar, shouting "No. 66 is awesome!" and "Goddess, goddess!"

The big screen announced the results of each team. The other teams were in grey fonts, but the Baofu team was in gold fonts, with 52 kills, 4 survivors, 66 MVPs, and 46 kills. The magical three-second reload was especially amazing.

In addition, the Canglang Team also performed well, with 31 kills. The third place was the Shenfo Jiesha Team, with a single-digit kill number. If they hadn't been unlucky and met No. 66 early, they might have met the Canglang Team.

It was originally thought that the game would last more than three hours, but the sudden emergence of a dark horse team greatly shortened the game time. The lunch boxes booked by the organizer were still on the way, so the person in charge distributed the trophies and bonuses first.

Hua Ke stood on the podium holding a bulging red envelope in one hand, her eyes smiling into two crescents, the smile on her eyebrows spreading, making her already beautiful features even more brilliant. Wen Yanli tilted his head to look at her, and was amused by her money-obsessed look.

After briefly saying a few words, Hua Ke walked off the stage with a huge sum of money in her pocket, having earned back the registration fee. She was so happy.

The two girls who followed Hua Ke to join their own team were undoubtedly the biggest winners. They got the money without doing anything. After Xuan Jiani and Chen Luyao returned the registration fee to Hua Ke, they still had some money in their hands and were grinning from ear to ear.

"Keke, let's go shopping tomorrow. I'll buy you a skirt."

"I'll give it to you too. It's half a year of free pocket money. I'm so happy!"

Qi Jinwen counted the ten thousand yuan in his hand, compared it with the thickness of the girls' banknotes, and sighed.

"Old Qi, why are you sighing? If you think it's too little, just give it to me. I don't mind." Song Lichuan came over and put his arm around his shoulder as if they were brothers.

"Get lost, don't get close to me."

Song Lichuan didn't care about the setback, and turned to Wen Yanli with a playful smile, "Brother Li, are we still good friends? Do you want to treat me tonight?"

Wen Yanli: "...ugly rejection."

"Why don't you treat me to a pack of cigarettes? You smoked me in the dorm--ugh!"

Wen Yanli quickly covered Song Lichuan's mouth and said, "Keep your voice down!" Do you want to kill him?

Unfortunately, Hua Ke, who won first place by listening to the voices, had very good hearing. She paused while counting the money and raised her eyelids lazily, "Wen Yanli, I paid for your registration fee, so give it back to me."

"what?"

"What are you talking about? Stop playing dumb and give me your money back!"

Wen Yanli slowly counted out twenty bills, and reluctantly handed them to Hua Ke. He sent her a message on his mobile phone, "Mom, my living expenses for this month haven't arrived yet."

Ever since his mother's appearance changed last month, he has no living expenses and has to rely on his card and the balance in his mobile phone to support himself.

"Oh, didn't your uncle give you two thousand five?"

"My uncle is not my mother, so what he gives doesn't count."

"Then I'll tell your uncle not to give you money, you prodigal son! You smoke a shitty cigarette, and you're not afraid of black teeth and holes in your lungs. When you quit smoking, I'll consider giving you pocket money."

"...Fascists."

Song Lichuan asked curiously, "I say, you two are face to face, why are you still talking on your phone? Is there any news that we don't want to hear?"

Hua Ke put away her phone, "No, it's just that this prodigal has a lot of traffic."

After dinner, the organizers exchanged contact information with Hua Ke and others. Two weeks later, the Baofu Team will go to L City to participate in a provincial competition with a prize of 200,000 yuan. Hua Ke decided to give it a try.

On the way back on the bus, there was a constant stream of admirers. Even when Wen Yanli put his mother on his shoulder to declare his sovereignty, there were still people who came over and fawned on him.

Since they couldn’t add the goddess, there were still two girls. The male college students turned around and launched an offensive against Xuan Jiani and Chen Luyao.

"Don't mess with them. They still have to take the college entrance examination. If you cause them to fail to pass the 857 exam, can you bear the responsibility?"

"That's right, go back quickly, this is our man."

Song Lichuan and Qi Jinwen each protected one boy and drove away the boys who pestered them for their WeChat accounts.

Chen Luyao and Xuan Jiani covered their faces in tacit understanding, imitating Hua Ke's pretending to sleep. Wow, how embarrassing! How could they have gotten a score of 857?

At night, the organizer uploaded the edited competition video to Bilibili. The shocking reversal quickly caused the video to be played over a million times, and the comments were basically all discussing the contestant No. 66 who suddenly appeared.

"Looking at the title, I thought Canglang released the Pacific Ocean for the girl to win. After reading it, goddess dad, do you mind having more sons?"

"I'd rather be her husband, hehe."

"Sister, please face me head on!"

"I'm looking forward to the game on the 23rd. I heard it will be broadcast live."

"Ahhhh, reload in three seconds! I want all the information about this girl in three seconds!"

"What? Three seconds?! There isn't a single active professional player with such a fast hand speed!"

In addition to the competitive circle, the school forum also launched a new round of heated discussions about Hua Ke, "Let's dig into the literary giant who got full marks in Chinese in the second year of high school", and the level of discussion was quite high.

In addition, Judge Xiao Wu, as expected of the class leader, took photos of the Chinese, math, geography, and biology grades in the name of visiting relatives, and sent the report card to the group.

Hua Ke just went to wash her hands and found that her unread messages reached 99+.

Wu Hongjun: The English results haven’t come out yet. These are the class scores. I’ll check the grade rankings tomorrow morning.

Chen Luyao: Thank you for your hard work, Judge. Please have some tea. I will choose you to be the judge next semester.

Zhou Jiali: Damn, look at the student number at the bottom! I suspected something was wrong with my eyes at first glance.

Xuan Jiani: I don’t care about my own grades. I looked for Ke Ke first, and sure enough, she didn’t let me down.

Qi Jinwen: Sister Ke is awesome!

Song Lichuan: Haha, Sister Ke and Brother Li’s scores are on the same screen, the contrast is quite terrible.

Wen Yanli: How dare you, a person who scored lower than me, speak so boldly?

……

Yang Le: I got beaten because my sister saw me checking my grades, my mom snatched my phone away, and then she and my dad beat me up together.

Wu Hongjun: The head teacher said the parent-teacher meeting will be held at 7 o'clock on Thursday evening.

There was widespread wailing and people were discussing who to invite to the criticism meeting.

Hua Ke enlarged the report card and looked at Wen Yanli's first. He passed with 92 points in math, 45 points in biology, and 30 points in geography. Hua Ke's eyelids twitched uncontrollably. My dear son, my dearest son! He and his father only had this one child. If they beat him to death, there would be no more.

When Wu Hongjun released the results, Wen Yanli slipped back to his room and locked the door. He was proven right. Hua Ke endured for a few minutes, and the fire in her heart became more and more intense. She walked upstairs barefoot with slippers in hand, "Wen Yanli, come out here. If you don't come out, do you believe I will beat you with my slippers?"

On the first floor, Yu Yunfei put her hands on her waist and cursed angrily: "Little sister, who do you want to hit? If you dare to hit my grandson, believe it or not, I will hit you too!"

Hua Mingsen wore reading glasses and looked at Hua Ke's phone, accusing her: "How come you only got 137 points in math? You got full marks in everything else, why not math? You are too biased!"

Hua Ke: “…”

Silence is Cambridge tonight.