National School Prince Is A Girl

That lounge has become the place where everyone dreams of sailing.

All the cameras are adjusted and everything is ready in the playing field, just wait for the team to enter.

At this time, all the fans stood up, surrounded by the sides of the road, in order to be in solidarity.

On the side of Spade Pink is a huge banner. Under the banner is a beautiful royal sister standing upright.

She is less than thirty years old, with medium-long light brown curly hair, scattered on both sides, a pair of big eyes, and a work dress, as if standing there can be reassuring.

The other spades are very cute, with their heads stretched out one by one. It is the quietest among all fans, but those eyes reveal light.

Finally, someone finally came out!

All the lights gathered and pulled a horizontal line.

There are eleven people in combat uniforms, like commanders in Star Trek, exuding handsomeness from the inside out.

The only difference this time is that the person who led the entire team has changed from Qin Mo to Bo Jiu.

The teenager, with black eyes and silver hair, was still holding a white cat in his hand. It was obviously not standing tall in the face, but it gave a sharp sense of ice blade.

In an instant, the venue was boiling!

Solidarity begins here.

The live broadcast opened, and it turned red.

However, just when Bo Jiu had just brought the team members into the arena.

A man suddenly rushed out, holding the Coke in his hand and splashed towards the teenager: "I am so huh!

No one expected such a change.

Even Feng Yi paused, and there was even a blank in his head.

Guijie stood far away and could not walk here.

Mainly after this person, three more spades were also gathered.

"I'll ask you, we like you so much, why do you ..."

No one listens to what they say.

Everything is in public.

This question was magnified infinitely and recorded in the camera.

The boy stood there, the water droplets dripping onto the clothes along the short black hair, and the smoked makeup was wet with water, so many people looked at it, so many shots were taken, so awkward.

The real spades fans stood up instantly.

The excited eyes instantly became distressed.

Because teenagers have never been treated like this.

The white cat is still nestling in Bo Jiu's arms.

The camera is over there, looking forward to the teenager's loss of control.

Han Susu was watching this scene among the crowd.

What is surprising is that the teenager did not lose control, and did not even pick up the collar of the other party and beat him up again.

Not because of how kind Bo Jiu is, but because she knows how important this game is, so important that she wants to be patient.

Coke was still dropping, Bo Jiu raised his hand and pressed the silver hair, like a Greek male god stepping into the fighting field, slender legs, all-black battle uniform, and the corners of his mouth slightly warped, even if he was embarrassed Arrogant and exciting.

"Do you like me very much?" The teenager raised his eyebrows and asked the two or three fans.

Fans are wronged: "Think about it yourself, how do we support you, and you end up!"

"I was like this." The young man smiled and said: "The person you like should not be me, otherwise how to subconsciously follow people to question me, do you know why there are fans, we play e-sports, every time Come out, see the banner, hear a like, meet some people in the subway, it will make us full of strength, those who really love us, let us go on, let us always believe that the dark can also see the light So that we can stick to it every time we want to give up, but people who play e-sports are also people. If you like it, you are embarrassing me. Congratulations, you did it, but I still have to play the game, Feng Shang, don't stop, keep going. "