National School Prince Is A Girl

The four players glanced at the same time, and looked at Qin Mo in horror.

The level is full and the information is complete.

What's even more blinding is his PK ranking!

NO1!

This is definitely Qin Shen!

They saw Qin God ... Living Qin God ...

Petrochemical, excited, excited.

Can't describe the mood of these four people at all!

Sitting in an internet cafe, the fingers holding the mouse are shaking!

That is Qin God!

Never play online games privately, a live broadcast of an e-sports game will trigger a crazy Qin God with millions of online names!

Are they really dreaming?

No matter, commit suicide first, then enter the game!

Only when they die once will they believe this fact!

"Why don't you move? Start playing." Bo Jiu was still typing there, and in a blink of an eye, he saw that the four players in front of her had all hung up ... what happened?

Bo Jiu paused and suddenly seemed to realize something.

"It's because of you?"

This post is a private chat.

Qin Mokong released a hand and returned a few words: "I haven't played amateur online games very much. I only play professional leagues. I don't know."

"You haven't come in and brushed your books?" Bo Jiu also shuddered.

Qin Mo replied faintly: "I haven't brushed it privately, sometimes the company's publicity needs to be brushed three times."

According to Bo Jiu's understanding of the Great God, his translation is that since playing the game, only three copies have been written, each time for live broadcast ...

"No wonder they will hang. It turned out that they were all scared by the gods." Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows, pointing at speed: "Then you usually play games, don't you feel lonely? Well, this time, there is a grandpa here The old driver took you to make a fortune. "

Qin Mo didn't take care of him at all. This kid is a type of roof tile. The more you take care of the more, the better, it is better to leave him alone.

However, the accident is a little bit better than others.

Thinking this way, Qin Mo leaned his head on a cigarette and sat on a large leather chair, with the stars behind him, and the lights of the entire city as if to become his background at that moment.

Secretary Liang bent over and handed over the coffee, still wearing pure white gloves on his hands. The president of their family has always been a cleansing habit. The details cannot be ignored ... I want to take a look at the screen and observe who the president is talking to.

At this time, the president should be watching financial news, how can he play the game?

Who is on the computer?

Last time I asked the president to suspend the meeting until halfway.

This time, the president adjusted the office hours.

Definitely a goblin!

Otherwise, how can you prevent the president from even doing his job and play games?

But who the little goblin is, he is really curious, as if there are paws tickling in his heart.

The president didn't let him know anything!

It's really sad ... so how can he report to the boss and his wife?

"Secretary Liang." Qin Mo extinguished the smoke, took the coffee, looked at him, and lowered his eyes in cold light: "Remember, who the hell are you. Now, close the door and go out."

Secretary Liang shuddered, and dared to answer "Yes."

Why the president's aura is more oppressive than the boss.

Is he still a student?

No wonder the fans of the president will call him Qin Shen, this is simply the reincarnation of the tyrant!

Speaking of which someone is so afraid of the president, it is brave enough!

Thinking of this, Secretary Liang took out his mobile phone, dialed a string of familiar numbers, and said with a serious face: "Madam, boss, I suspect the president is online dating, yes, online dating ..."