National School Prince Is A Girl

Xue Yaoyao looked up and looked at the handsome young boy in front of him.

Fu Jiu gave a light smile and continued: "Don't forget, our goal is to dominate the new game."

It is because of the handsome and handsome posture of the youngsters that it will make people feel more excited.

If she started playing "Hero" just to find some friendship and comfort in the game world that could not be obtained in reality.

Now she not only found it, but also learned to fight and be strong inside.

This is a battlefield.

If the nine halls are kings, then they are his loyal knights.

Each of us will tell ourselves at some point.

If I am strong enough, I will face humiliation and sneer, and say "No!"

This game is more than just a simple game.

They must fight for dignity!

Will it be tomorrow, when others know the identity of the Nine Hall, Spades Z, will not look at her with so many different eyes?

On the night before the game, it was destined that someone had to sleep well.

Xue Yaoyao was the first one. After she finished a math problem, she forced herself to sleep in bed early, but she couldn’t sleep or fall asleep. The last one sat up and began to study the technique that Fu Ji gave to her.

People in the same state, as well as Feng Shang.

He sat in front of the computer, didn't brush the book, just looked at the game characters on the screen, and looked at it sideways, and the place on the calendar was heavily painted with a red circle.

Professional team player... That was something he had never dreamed of even dreaming.

Feng still bowed his head, clenched the mouse on his hand, and picked him up, it was really beautiful.

The Internet cafe is still playing in the heat, and the page of "Hero" is hung high above it.

Someone knocked on the bar: "Boss? HI, boss! What are you doing? Come to Coke!"

Yin had no words, and took a cigarette and handed the cola over.

The man touched his chin and asked, "What happened to the boss today?"

"I don't know, it seems that peace is not the same, and it is said that the Internet cafe will lock the door at 10:30."

"Rely! So early?! I am still planning to go through! I have never seen an Internet cafe that does not open the night! The boss is a wayward!"

Yin had no medicine to put a cigarette butt: "What are you talking about? Rabbit scorpions are packed up and ready to close."

"Is it really closed? No, boss, uncle! You are going to go where, Internet cafes are not open?"

Yin had no medicine to stop the action, took the coat and put it on his shoulder: "Uncle, I have to go back to the old line, professional team."

After throwing this sentence, Yin was out of the Internet.

Left a group of aggressive people.

"Have you heard that? Old, the boss said he is going to play a job?"

“Will the boss be joking?”

"He is not very likely to be this age..."

The Internet cafe was too cold outside. Yin had no regrets and began to regret it. He ran out. According to the truth, he was not too small. In the words of the children, the speed and eyesight in the professional team could not keep up.

What is a 30-year-old uncle who still knows what?

But in the body, it is involuntarily rekindled that blood.

He thought, probably because of the boy's words, he said: "How can I get enough of a prize, not shocking the e-sports world, and playing games."