The Magnificent Son-in-law Chapter 239: The Little Girl Draws Lots

Breakfast was quickly finished. For Wei Shuai and the others now, it wasn't about enjoying the food, but a task that needed to be completed. Only with enough nutritional supplents to match their energy expenditure could they perform better.

Put simply, if you want the car to run, you have to refuel it; if you want the horse to gallop, you have to feed it grass.

Xiao Feng wasn't really a gossipy person, but with Shang Liben as a previous example, he was quite curious about what the captain of the Guangyang Team wanted from Miao Yueqian.

Taking advantage of the ti as the team headed to the preparation area, Xiao Feng quickly joined Miao Yueqian, and asked quietly: "What did that captain want from you just now?"

Miao Yueqian perked up instantly and asked with a cheeky smile: "Are you showing concern for ?"

Saying this, she intentionally leaned closer to Xiao Feng and turned her gaze towards Song Keren in the front row of the audience, her eyes full of implication.

Song Keren, hidden behind the railing, clenched her fist tightly in an instant. To her, this was a provocation she couldn't ignore!

Xiao Feng calmly shifted slightly to the side, maintaining a "safe" distance from Miao Yueqian, and replied indifferently: "I'm just trying to confirm if there are too many people with bad eyesight."

"What do you an?" Miao Yueqian was puzzled, feeling like Xiao Feng was alluding to sothing.

Xiao Feng didn't answer but steered the conversation to the main point: "Let's talk about what the person wanted from you just now."

"Actually, it's nothing much." Miao Yueqian didn't keep it to herself and candidly explained: "The captain of Guangyang Team suggested that if we win the priority in drawing lots, we should have soone else go up to draw."

Only then did Xiao Feng realize, inwardly thinking that the captain of Guangyang Team was quite talented, seeing through Wang Lubo's "bad luck charm" nature at once.

At this mont, a notification beep ca from the pocket of the little girl.

The little girl instinctively wanted to take out her phone to check the ssage, but she realized it wasn't appropriate to blatantly pull out her phone in this setting, so she waited for a mont to find the right opportunity to sneak a glance.

However, just that one glance made the little girl bristle like a hedgehog, striding towards the front of the team.

Seeing Xiao Feng and Miao Yueqian walking side by side and chatting occasionally, the little girl couldn't stand it any longer, quickening her pace to wedge between them, forcibly separating the two.

"What's wrong?" Seeing the little girl looking angry, Xiao Feng felt baffled; what had he done to provoke her?

"Hmph!" The little girl snorted angrily, turning her head to the side.

Upon seeing Miao Yueqian next to her, she felt even more annoyed, decisively stopping Xiao Feng from advancing, only moving forward once Miao Yueqian had stepped ahead by a full body length.

Of course, Xiao Feng didn't know that just now the little girl received a ssage from Song Keren on WeChat, with only one sentence: Keep an eye on your brother Xiao Feng.

After that, the little girl saw Miao Yueqian and Xiao Feng walking at the front, talking as if they were quite close. How could she stand that?

"After yesterday's first round of matches, half of the twelve participating teams have been eliminated. I believe today they will present us with even more exciting matches." The sister at the comntary booth said with a smile.

Her partner imdiately provided real-ti comntary: "Now we can see that representatives from six teams are engaged in rock-paper-scissors. The outco of this ga will determine the priority in drawing lots."

Jiangcheng Team sent out the veteran. After being badly beaten, he certainly won't be able to play in today's match, but he can still contribute a bit of his remaining energy.

In yesterday's match, the veteran single-handedly turned the tables; sending him out was also to seek good luck.

Soon, the veteran returned to the preparation area with a victorious smile: "Brothers, it's up to you next. I'll be cheering for you from the sidelines."

"Get lost, hearing you say that gives goosebumps. Are you trying to affect our performance?" Soone couldn't help but laugh and curse.

The veteran didn't mind; everyone was used to mocking each other regularly. It was indeed a bit awkward to suddenly act so seriously.

At this mont, Wang Lubo was rubbing his hands eagerly, looking like he couldn't wait to try: "Don't worry, I won't ss up this ti. I'm sure I'll draw a top lot, securing entry into the top three."

"..." The players' smiles imdiately vanished, and the scene went silent, directly freezing the atmosphere.

The little girl stepped forward and rolled her eyes at him: "Fat Bo, just sit this one out and stop ssing with everyone. This ti, I'll go up to draw lots, what do you all think?"

As soon as she spoke, everyone cheered in unison: "Great!"

The popularity was far higher than Wang Lubo's.

At this mont, Wang Lubo was constipated, lanting the decline in morals and integrity.

Earlier, he spent money on cheerleaders and provided various high-nutrition foods, but at a critical mont, no one supported him.

Isn't it said that accepting favors limits one's freedom? Why does it not work for ?

But in any case, the little girl's call was overwhelmingly supported. No matter how unwilling Wang Lubo felt, he couldn't brazenly force his way in.

"Lu Yao, give your hand." The little girl suddenly said.

"What for?" Lu Yao looked puzzled, but still extended her hand.

Then, everyone saw the little girl place her hand on Lu Yao's, closing her big eyes slightly. If enhanced with special effects, it would totally resemble a scene from a martial arts movie involving transferring energy.

"Ha, do you really think touching hands will ensure a good draw?" Wang Lubo scoffed from the side.

"What do you know?" The little girl imdiately retorted: "Is this just any hand? It's a pair of genius hands; its owner is very skilled with internet technology, surely it'll bring good luck."

With that, the little girl urged everyone: "Co on, everyone give your hand, let's gather all our luck, and we'll surely draw a good lot."

The teammates cooperatively extended their hands, letting the little girl touch each one. Comparing with Wang Lubo, everyone preferred the little girl; if nothing else, just looking at her was pleasant.

Under everyone's gaze, the little girl carried the hopes of the whole team, stepping up to the stage to draw.

Suddenly, the other teams beca tense, clearly none wanted to face Jiangcheng Team directly.

anwhile, Guangyang Team was relieved because regardless of the outco, as long as the unlucky guy wasn't drawing lots, it was fine.

If Wang Lubo knew Guangyang Team's current thoughts, he might just feel like dying: What did I ever do to you all?

Why does everyone hold such hostility towards ?