Chapter 357 New Record

  The young man standing next to Lang Sheng sneered and said, dyed yellow hair and tattooed on his right cheek.

   Quan Yi's eyes instantly cooled down.

   "Yes, you have to convince you to lose." Lang Sheng responded, "Is that over there?"

  Huang Mao said "um" and followed Langsheng to the two game consoles.

  This is to step on the spot with the rhythm and speed of the music. In general, it is a game that tests the reaction and physical ability.

   "Hey, do you need me to put water? I have learned street dance." Huang Mao asked provocatively after he finished casting coins.

   "Choose one of your peak records." Lang Sheng did not answer, but directly threw out these words. Huang Mao was stunned for a moment, and then clicked on his best record without hesitation.

  3009 points, this is Huang Mao's record. He is obviously the highest here, and there is a time beside him, which is the time of the previous year. One year has passed, and the record has not been broken.

  At the moment when the rhythm sounded, Huang Mao confidently glanced at the score after jumping for the first action...How could it be possible! How could he be thirty minutes behind her in the first move?

  The yellow hair turned his head in surprise, but the second movement has already been carried out. Lang Sheng's body is very soft and his movements are neat and tidy, not like a beginner at all.

   "You are already more than four hundred points behind me." Lang Sheng reminded him coldly, and his movements did not stop.

   Huang Mao reacted, but it was impossible for the score to catch up.

   At the back, Huang Mao also hoped that she would be tired. After all, he knew exactly what dance moves were behind, and the man's movements also slowed down.

  Very good, just attack her like this!

  To the latter part, it does require strong dance skills. Huang Mao stepped on the dance steps wholeheartedly, and had no time to look at the person next to him.

  There were many onlookers, and most of them were taking pictures. He didn't know whether he was photographing him or her.

  The moment the music ended, Huang Mao took a sigh of relief, and sweat ran down his neck. After slowing down, he realized that the person next to him had disappeared.

   "You want to run if you lose?" Huang Mao shouted, and Lang Sheng turned his head in the crowd, and the people next to him voluntarily gave way.

   "Hehe, I want to run so dingy after losing? Who said it was easy!?" Huang Mao laughed triumphantly, but heard the whispers of others.

   "Is this child ill?"

   "I think it was a miserable loss, and then I started to go crazy."

   "He did a good job of jumping, didn't he just lose once, it was originally a game."

  Lang Sheng clearly saw Huang Mao's body stiff, and then his eyes widened.

  He...he lost?

  Huang Mao turned his head and his pupils dilated. 9043 points, more than four thousand points higher than him!

   also means that his brilliant record has been broken!

   "Did you say that I lost without looking at the score? Are you too self-confident? Hey, what about grandpa?" Lang Sheng laughed sarcastically, leaving no face to the other party.

  I was thinking of not letting him call him grandpa, but he didn't know that he wanted to be a grandson so much.

  Quan Yi is behind the crowd, with a head higher, which is particularly conspicuous. Seeing that Langsheng was over, he also stepped forward.

  "What more?" Quan Yi's tone was dissatisfied. It should be because the aura was too big and the people around had dispersed.

  Huang Mao stood there at a loss, watching the two handsome boys stand together, the look in Wang Zhi’s contemptuous eyes, full of oppression,

  Lang Sheng narrowed his smile, shook his head, and left Game City with Quan Yi.

  After changing, there are still some coins that are useless. Langsheng will keep it and come back next time.

  (End of this chapter)