[MTL-English] The National Men's Team Debuted!

Who dares to make my eldest brother not famous!!!

A Yi and A Er regrouped and looked at Qiao Huan and Zhuo Yang provocatively.

Zhuo Yang felt that the look was extremely disgusting, and instinctively wanted to kick both of them in the face, making an effort to maintain the integrity of the entertainment industry.

But he held back.

After all, he has been with Ah Huan for so long, he will not be so impulsive anymore.

But what about Ah Huan? Although he didn't say it, Zhuo Yang knew that Constantine was Ah Huan's favorite...

Zhuo Yang pondered silently for a moment whether he could stop the angry Qiao Huan.

Then, he turned his head—

Qiao Huan was playing with his cell phone with his head down, and his complexion had long since returned to normal.

Even a little impatient.

Zhuo Yang: ...

I don’t want to guess what Ah Huan is thinking. I won’t understand it no matter how hard I try.

Qiao Huan was fiddling with his cell phone absentmindedly, as if he was sending a message to someone, with a barely perceptible hint of relief flashing across his eyes.

After he had whetted the appetites of the two men, he spoke slowly:

“Is it as simple as starting a live broadcast?”

"Right! It's that simple!" Ah Er saw that they finally took the bait and said quickly, "There are two of us left, so we can use the ingredients nearby to cook. Whoever has the most fans in the live broadcast room wins."

He spoke so fluently, obviously he came prepared.

Qiao Huan asked again: "Live broadcasting is time-consuming and laborious, what benefits can we get?"

"If you win, we two brothers will no longer participate in any show with you in it, how about that?"

Hajime smiled, as if they were already sure of victory.

"I will also apologize to that child." A Er added.

Seeing that Qiao Huan seemed to be loosening up, Ah Yi quickly added:

"Of course... in the end, we two brothers won, so please withdraw from this show."

Jiang Ji listened from the side and clenched his fists.

What is the point of this kind of bet? It is nothing more than to stimulate the young and energetic Qiao Huan and Zhuo Yang to take the bait.

But when he looked at Qiao Huan, his face was calm, without any sign of anger.

"Brother Jiang, please give us a live broadcast." Qiao Huan ignored the twins' provocation and his tone was still very polite.

Jiang Ji sighed: "You guys..."

He felt that Qiao Huan didn't seem to be out of control.

"Okay," he lowered his voice, "be careful."

"Don't worry." Qiao Huan smiled back, showing quite a leadership quality.

…

Jiang Ji set up the phone again, fiddled with it for a few seconds, and connected directly to the other party's live broadcast room.

The battle mode officially begins.

This time, there were only two clearly distinct groups of people left.

"What are we going to do?"

A little bit of moisture fell on the soles of my feet.

Qiao Huan looked down and saw a loach still jumping around.