Today, I Have Yet to Become a Doll

Chapter 47 Why the game exists

The chat laughed stupefied.

Stupid again ...

For half a minute, he slapped on Cheng Weicai's chest with a slap: "Don't tell me early! Hurry up and count !!!"

Teacher Cheng almost broke his chest, "cough, cough, cough cough cough cough! ......"

Talking and laughing, he quickly rubbed his chest: "Old man, you are too careless, I did not make much effort ... Is what you said just now serious? Can it really be calculated?"

Teacher Cheng shook his head and waved his hand: "Cough, cough cough cough ......"

"What do you mean?" Tan Xiao stared at his eyes. "No? Didn't you just say yes! Hey! Can it be counted or not? Give a precise word!"

Teacher Cheng covered her chest: "Can't ..."

Talking and laughing: "Then you were farting?"

"I mean in theory ..." Teacher Cheng gasped and tried to explain. "In theory, knowing the position of the initial point and the angle of serve can calculate the point of fall."

Tan Xiao shook his shoulders and shook: "Then you count!"

Teacher Cheng was dizzy: "I ... I teach Chinese ..."

"Don't teach anything, you're a teacher anyway! You must have learned mathematics!" The chatter shouted angrily, "Laozi Elementary School failed mathematics! Are you better than me?!?"

Cheng Wei was so deaf that his ears were almost deaf and painful, but the words turned around in his ears, and it made sense.

In this situation, you must try any method, maybe this is a first-line life.

Teacher Cheng tried his best to stabilize his mind and took a deep breath. "When people are against the sky, there is no way to stop. Let me give it a try today! Let's talk, help me out!"

Tan Xiaoyi slid out of the screw shell and bent over to support Cheng Wei from the inside.

The frog didn't eat the worms, and had been away for a while. At this time, the cave was dark and quiet. At a glance, there were only densely packed snails.

Teacher Cheng trembled out a pen from his arms, did not open it, directly used the tip of the cap to write and paint on the muddy screw shell, and listed the formula.

Others came out of Tianluo one after another.

It was about hearing the dispute between Cheng Weicai and the chatter just now. At this time, everyone looked at them with anticipation and doubt.

"Can you really figure it out?" The monkey asked.

"Can you figure it out, always count it before you know it!" Tan Xiao raised his chin proudly, seeming to feel that Cheng Wei was his "brother", so the tone was inexplicable and honorable.

Everyone didn't speak, and they all looked at the back of Teacher Cheng with little knowledge.

They can't do anything about it.

Shen Mo looked at Bai Youwei thoughtfully.

——She is watching Brother Hui and the monkey.

Seemingly aware of his sight, Bai Youwei turned his head slightly, and then looked at him innocently and puzzled.

Shen Mo looked back, wondering if he had misunderstood ...

Soon to the seventh round, there were no dead people in the next two rounds, and Jinqiu's tone became lazy—

"The current game has failed and there are 8 surviving players. Now we are in the seventh round of" Frog's Golden Ball ". Please prepare your players (yawn) ... Hey, frogs need to work hard.

It said this and began to count down: "59, 58, 57 ..."

Bai Youwei crawled into the snail slowly.

Shen Mo stayed outside, looking at the golden ball with dark eyes, wondering what the purpose of this game is, or what is its significance?

If you want to kill someone, just kill it. Why do you make such bells and whistles? Even if the end does come, the aliens come, the earth is invaded, everything is good, there should be a reason?

Why do doll games exist?

(End of this chapter)