<h4>Chapter 503: Chapter 503: Should I Guess His Identity Again?</h4><h4></h4>


    Asking her to pull hair is okay.


    "I could still try this!" The next second, Little Sweetie directly performed a hair-pulling gesture.


    Mobao: "..."


    Stay away from girls!


    "Pfft!" The live streaming room couldn’t hold it in anymore. Everyone startedughing their waists off.


    "I could endure the previous one, but what kind of dance move is this?"


    "Impressive, right?" Little Sweetie finished her gesture and gave a proud snort, pping her little hands. "This is what Mommy taught me!"


    If you can’t beat them, just pull their hair!


    Wu Zichun: "..."


    It’s all exposed now.


    "Don’t listen to this, everyone. Don’t listen, and don’t learn it." Wu Zichun quickly waved his hands in front of the camera. "I was teaching her not to get bullied. If she can’t win, then she should pull some hair. I had no other intention."


    "Tsk, pulling hair." The audience in the live stream were allughing so hard they couldn’t straighten their backs.


    Even Li Xingwan was the same. Hearing those three words, she nearly diedughing.


    The whole ce was like it had gone mad.


    "Pulling hair, pulling hair! Hahaha!"


    As if this was something Wu Zichun would teach!


    Grandma Fu wasughing so hard that tears almost flew out of her eyes.


    Grandpa Fu nced at her and humphed,ughing. Just let her keepughing away. Let her be a happy old granny!


    He turned his head and started turning the peeled potatoes into potato shreds.


    An endless workload, truly never-ending.


    The director couldn’t help but burst intoughter but managed topose himself before speaking again. The live streaming room had simply be too joyful.


    "Now, I announce that the winner of the just-concluded dance PK is Miss Li, and the winner of this scenario y is also Miss Li.


    She perfectly and in detail approximated the whole process for us. This makes us very happy."


    At this time, Chen Ming added ament. "I was just relying on a man’s intuition, that’s all."


    "Well, Teacher Chen Ming, that intuition of yours was really spot on!"


    "Just with intuition, he guessed it right away."


    "Exactly! Do all men have this kind of intuition between them?!"


    "This must be rted to personal experiences, right?" Xingwan looked at Teacher Chen Ming.


    "Yes," Chen Ming nodded. "In our youth, being full of youthful vigour, it’s inevitable that we do some things, cause some troubles. At that time, the first instinct is to find an open and high ce, to think things over. To calm oneself down.


    But it’spletely different from Miss Li’s attention to detail and the way she deduces from every small point."


    "You still know about it," Celia almost lost herposure when she heard that Chen Ming was relying on intuition.


    They were here to experience. They hadn’t done anything yet, and he had gone there just on an intuition.


    "Could Miss Li guess another question for us?" the director spoke up at this moment. "That is, to guess who the person behind the scenes is."


    "Actually, I have a special skill I haven’t revealed yet." Xingwan’s gaze turned toward the director and everyone in the scenario y. "How about this, you tell me what he looks like, and I’ll guess his identity?"


    There happened to be someone drawing sketches on the spot. Xingwan walked over.


    Nobody knew what she was going to do. But since she asked, everyone began describing one after the other.


    "His eyes are typical European male eyes, green-blue in color. His face shape is somewhat square. His features are very, very three-dimensional."


    "Oh, and there’s more. He’s wearing a green silk scarf around his chest, adorned with a gemstone."