National School Prince Is A Girl

"Alright." Bo Jiu is still humble.

Secretary Liang thought about the record that someone went to the nightclub every day, and the record that someone was kicked out of the nightclub because of too much dumplings, quietly silent, Jiu Shao, your "brilliant" past is not "okay" so It can be described simply ...

Lin Fengyue said more and more energeticly, it was necessary to have a good chat with Bo Jiu, who would have thought that his speech box had not been completely opened, and the original wrist was used to grab him.

"Team, captain?" Lin Feng, no one else, except Qin Mo, no one wants to understand their captain's means. Mainly, he is still not clear why there is coldness in the captain's eyes.

"I remember, the hand-speed exercise given to you, you haven't done it today." Qin Mo couldn't hear any anger in his deep voice.

Lin Feng froze: "No, Captain, don't need to do exercise today?"

"Others don't need it." Qin Mo swept his hand holding the young man's hand again, and raised the corner of his mouth a little, the inexplicable coolness: "You use it."

Lin Feng: ...

He wanted to ask why!

But Captain is never a person who likes to be asked why!

Usually questioning the captain ’s decision is only worse.

COCO and Fatty, for example, have toured the whole team until now ... so they would rather offend the villain than the captain.

Lin Feng tipped his head in tears and turned his head to start practicing speed!

Seeing him like this, everyone laughed.

The atmosphere of the Imperial League team is very good, and get along well.

Now that he had decided what to eat, Secretary Liang would of course order the meal in place. Qin Mo stretched out his hand and pulled the collar of the boy into the seat next to him.

Bo Jiu was a little ignorant, but this did not affect her natural discharge skills. Lifting her eyes at Qin Mo was a smile, but she did n’t know it.

Qin Mo was too lazy to teach the teenager. He pulled open the black leather chair and leaned over to open the computer screen. The voice was very low and very magnetic: "All are online. Let's celebrate online first."

The celebration in Qin Shen's mouth is definitely not a celebration in the ordinary sense.

So after hearing this sentence, every member of the Dimeng League's eyes lighted up.

Bang!

At the same time, all the team members opened the black leather chairs and sat on their seats.

Everyone is wearing a special black uniform.

At that moment, Xue Yaoyao only felt a handsome character.

Click.

Press Enter to go online at the same time,

It is professional to shocking speed.

A full set of alien computers, with a large display screen, the red axis keyboard comes with a bright flash when it is knocked down.

It's just a second.

"Hero" exploded in zone C!

"Lying trough! What did I see!"

"Cloud Tiger?"

"Lin Feng?"

"And ... Qin God!"

"What's going on with the Dimeng League? Almost all are online ?! All are online? This has never happened!"

"It's really all online, and ... my big spades!"

"The prefix of Big Spades has changed!"

It really has changed, not to mention a golden streamer, but also more armor.

"go."

Qin Mo turned the headset over with one hand and said only one word to the headset.

Eleven game characters, all holding their own weapons, stood there, as if the God of War came ...

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