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Xiang Xinglin didn't believe that this matter was so simple.

With a skeptical attitude, he stuck the electromagnetic patch on his arm.

Seeing that both of them had pasted the magnetic sheets, the host said, "Now exchange the instruments in your hands!"

Xiang Xinglin: "Exchange the instruments in your hands?"

At this moment, Xiang Xinglin finally understood what the other party wanted to do.

Sure enough, the host continued: "You can adjust each other! Whether you want to let each other go, or punish each other, it's up to you!"

Xiang Xinglin blinked.

Ok?

Sounds very interesting.

Zhai Shuchen didn't know what Xiang Xinglin was thinking at this moment.

He has quietly decided that he will tune very weakly.

But Xiang Xinglin didn't think so.

He looked at Zhai Shuchen, his eyes curved like crescent moons.

"I'm sorry, Teacher Zhai."

Zhai Shuchen: "??"

Before Harvest could react, he suddenly felt a burst of electric current from the position of the electromagnetic sheet on his wrist!

With this electromagnetic current, Zhai Shuchen stood up directly.

His hands were trembling constantly, "How much did you adjust?!"

Xiang Xinglin blinked innocently: "I just adjusted the intensity very small, can you not bear it like this? Teacher Zhai?"

That's what he said, but Xiang Xinglin silently pressed the button twice more with his hand on the button.

Zhai Shuchen's hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Star! You can't do this!"

Xiang Xinglin: "Huh? My strength is really very small!"

Zhai Shuchen shook his hands, trying to grab the machine from Xiang Xinglin: "Give me a little strength!"

Xiang Xinglin dodged immediately: "No, no, no!"

Zhai Shuchen narrowed his eyes: "Okay, have you forgotten that I can also control you!"

He also started pressing on his own machine.

Xiang Xinglin let out an "ah" and jumped up from his seat.

The current sense of this electrode piece is too strong!

Xiang Xin could feel his own hand moving beyond his control.

So the two people in front of the camera seemed to have Parkinson's.

Shaking and shaking and shaking.

"Teacher Zhai! Stop!"

"Then turn down your strength for me first!"

"Okay, okay, let me work a little harder!"

"Ah! Xiang Xinglin! Did you do it on purpose? You gave me great strength again!"

"Ah, sorry, Mr. Zhai, I just saw the wrong place!"

The two quarreled with each other for a long time before Xiang Xinglin finally turned the machine down.

Zhai Shuchen felt that the electromagnetic patch on his arm finally stopped releasing current, and he was relieved.

"Okay stars, let's stop torturing each other, that's it, let's draw."

Xiang Xinglin just calmed down for three seconds, "But Mr. Zhai, if we don't adjust the intensity at all, aren't we disrespecting the rules of the game? Why don't we both adjust to one level!"

The current of the first gear is equivalent to no.

Zhai Shuchen looked at Xiang Xinglin suspiciously: "Are you sure, just the first gear?"

Xiang Xinglin looked at him very seriously: "Yes, it's just one file."

Zhai Shuchen: "Okay, then the two of us will tune together."

The two of them pressed the button of the first gear one after another.

Xiang Xinglin was not a demon in the beginning.

Just tuned one gear in a safe manner and it's over.

However, when Zhai Shuchen started to write, Xiang Xinglin had a bad taste in his heart.

Silently began to adjust it up again.

Zhai Shuchen: "Stars!!"