Let our little ancestor win this once.

In his panic, Lu xiuche made a mistake. Mistakes were continuous, and after a while, Yue tingfeng finished and said to Lu xiuche,""You've lost. Stop dancing. "

To Lu xiuche, this was simply ... A great humiliation. He had actually lost the game he was best at, and it seemed like he had lost quite badly. It was no different from a slap in the face. He pointed at Yue tingfeng and said,""You ... You ... Why didn't you say you were so good at it!"

"But I didn't say that I'm not good at it. Don't tell me that if I say it, you won't compete? what else do you choose? I've asked you several times, but you've decided. You said you're sure, so what else can I say? besides ... I also thought that you were better!" After Yue tingfeng spread out his cards, he won. It was his fault.

"So, it's decided today, or do we continue to compete?"

Lu xiuche gritted his teeth."Continue. Of course, I'll continue. I didn't adjust properly just now. I'll definitely beat you next time."