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Zhao Yao said with a straight face, "You have to know that playing an electronic keyboard is one of the most demanding sports in the world for your fingers. If your hands can even play an electronic keyboard, what's a mere Kings of Glory control?"
"I see!" Matcha's eyes lit up as she looked at the electronic keyboard in front of her. She opened her mouth and roared, "Little fatty, just you wait, I'm going to beat you until you delete your account and quit the game!"
Y'lisabet glanced at the person and cat in the distance and rolled her eyes, "Idiot."
So every day, Matcha desperately practiced her basic skills. The strength of her claws increased rapidly, and her strength increased crazily.
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In the blink of an eye, several days had passed. Matcha concentrated on practicing every day, and even worked hard in the coffee house during the day.
Until tonight, at Zhao Yao's house.
With a series of "puchi puchi" sounds, Matcha's claws swept through a series of afterimages, and the rolls of paper on top of Yuan Yuan's head were directly torn into pieces.
The next moment, Matcha suddenly flashed in front of the electronic keyboard, and her claws drew a series of afterimages as she smoothly played Ode to Joy.
Yuan Yuan immediately shouted, "Congratulations, big brother. Now that you have achieved great success, the level of King of Glory will improve by leaps and bounds, and the Greatest King is just around the corner."
"Hmph, it's finally done!" Matcha looked at her palms, and a light flashed in her eyes, "After five days of hard work, I didn't play games, didn't watch live broadcasts, didn't receive guests, didn't sleep, and didn't hit Yuan Yuan. After five days of hard work, I finally mastered this pair of iron claws."
Briquet said, "I advise you to quickly hide this roll of paper, if Zhao Yao finds it …"
Matcha and Yuan Yuan shivered, and immediately picked up all the pieces of paper on the ground and threw them into the toilet.
Seeing the paper in the toilet gradually being emptied, the two cats finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Matcha looked at Briquet and said, "Thank you, Briquet. If you didn't remind me, I would have forgotten."
Briquet glanced at Matcha and said, "Don't thank me, I just don't want Zhao Yao to take his anger out on me and break my catnip."
Suddenly, Matcha's ears moved and said, "What's that sound? It's buzzing."
Yuan Yuan glanced at the living room and said, "Big brother, it's the new Scottish fold cat." Looking at the Scottish fold sleeping on the sofa, Yuan Yuan said, "I don't know what's wrong with this silly cat recently. The longer it sleeps, the louder it snores."
"Hmph, let her be arrogant for now. I'll teach her some manners after I beat up Little Fatty." Matcha excitedly climbed onto the massage chair, took out her phone, and opened the WeChat group.
The national server's strongest: "Where's Little Fatty? Get out here! The little fatty who specializes in killing Lu Ban. "
The little fatty who specializes in killing Lu Ban: "Noob, are you looking for me?"
The National Server's Strongest: "Haha, did you see my name?"
Fatty who specializes in killing Lu Ban: "Oh, he's very compatible with you. Equally shameless."
The server's strongest: "Hmph, you don't understand at all. I, who am already standing in the sky, have broken through the limits of a cat. I have evolved step by step from the server's strongest, Lu Ban, to the server's strongest. From today onwards, you can only stand in the dirt and look up to me. "
Little Rain curled her lips and typed impatiently, "Okay, okay, do you want to fight one-on-one?"
The server's strongest: "Haha, don't you understand? Your strength and mine are already on two different levels. "
Yuan Yuan stayed behind Matcha, and when she saw the other party typing, her face showed a shocked expression, "This typing speed is so fast. Is this the result of cultivation? Her typing speed is almost as fast as her speaking speed, and she hasn't made a single mistake so far. How terrifying would this speed and precision be when used in King of Glory? "
"Okay, okay." The little fatty who specializes in killing Lu Ban sent a game invitation.
A moment later, a one-on-one battle of King of Glory on the Mo family's Machine Road began.
However, after the game began, Matcha did not rush to go on stage. Instead, she began to type, "Ants, struggle, cry, and then open your eyes wide to see the gap between you and me."
Yuan Yuan said with some hesitation, "Big brother, the game has already started. Why don't you go online?"
"What's the hurry?" Matcha said calmly, "When you wave your claws, it doesn't matter whether the dust in the air is more or less. And now, to me, the little fatty is this kind of dust."
"Look at my typing speed. I feel that the phone has become an extension of my hands. I feel my consciousness flowing into the world of King of Glory. Even I don't know how strong I am now. "
"Look!" Matcha's fingers moved back and forth quickly on the button, "Twelve turns in a second! How can I lose with this kind of movement? "
Five minutes later …
Matcha blankly blinked her eyes and shook her head, "Impossible, how could I lose? Let's go again. This time, I won't let him win. "
An hour later, Zhao Yao finished his meal and walked from the dining room to the living room. He saw Matcha lying on the massage chair with a blank face. Her eyes stared at the ceiling as she drooled like an idiot.
Zhao Yao was stunned and asked, "What's wrong with him?"
Yuan Yuan yawned and said, "Oh? He lost 7 rounds to the little fatty in King of Glory. It seems like he can't accept it right now. "
Zhao Yao stretched out his hand and swept it in front of Matcha's eyes, but she seemed to not see it and continued to stare straight at the void.
"This trash." Zhao Yao twitched the corner of his mouth and asked tentatively, "Matcha, do you like that Qian Qian?"
This time, Matcha finally had a reaction. Her eyes narrowed slightly, and then she looked at Zhao Yao and said, "Yes, I really want to mate with her.
But a goddess like her only knows how to play with the best cats in King of Glory. A noob like me, she doesn't even want to look at me. It's like I'm dirt under her feet, she can step on me as she pleases. "
Zhao Yao rubbed his forehead and looked at Y'lisabet and the other cats and said, "Matcha can't work tomorrow at all. Do you guys have any way to encourage him?"
Briquet glanced at Matcha and said, "All he knows is to play games all day, and he can't play well. He doesn't even know how to lick himself. He stinks. If it were me, I wouldn't like you either. "
Boom!
Zhao Yao felt that Matcha's body seemed to tremble. The cat's spirit was once again hit hard, and its body seemed to be completely sinking into the cracks of the massage chair.
"I asked you guys to encourage him." Zhao Yao rubbed his forehead and said.
Yuan Yuan looked at Matcha eagerly and said, "I think Big Brother Matcha is pretty good." Seeing Matcha's ears pricking up, he continued, "He has a very clear understanding of himself. E-Sports really doesn't suit him."
Boom!
Matcha's body sank even deeper into the massage chair. The cat's eyes rolled back, as if he was about to die.
Zhao Yao looked at Y'lisabet, hoping that she could comfort Matcha.
"Actually, Matcha …" Y'lisabet thought for a while and didn't have the heart to stab Matcha again. But after looking at Matcha for a few seconds, she suddenly opened her mouth, and her body heaved up and down as she retched.
After a while, she wiped her mouth and said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, the customer fed me too much today. My stomach isn't feeling well."
"Hey hey hey, Matcha, don't jump off the building! This is the 17th floor, you'll really die if you jump off. "Zhao Yao carried Matcha back from the window.
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