Tang Jingwen always thought that his luck could not get any worse. It was not until one day that he was pulled into the doomsday game that he realized that his luck could get worse...
However, luck is something external to the body. Tang Jingwen took a deep breath and played in the doomsday game.
From then on, there was a person with a unique painting style among the players:
Others: Ahhh! Help! ! !
Tang Jingwen: Come on, come on, let's hurt each other~
Bosses: Ahhh!
Mo Chen: Stop making trouble.
Tang Jing asked: Who are you? ?
Mo Chen slowly took out a contract: Don't forget who you belong to now.
Tang Jing asked: What? Am I afraid of you? !
Mo Chen: Huh? What did you say?
Tang Jing asked: Nothing, nothing! !
Intention: Positive and optimistic