National School Prince Is A Girl

Chapter 647, Qin God Qin God

Is that also a personal name?

The seal fox winked.

The beautiful host asked again: "Do you have any esports players you like more."

"Of course." Bo Jiu's mouth twitched: "Qin Mo not only appreciates his appearance but also his style of play."

The beautiful host smiled: "Is the Qin God so exaggerated, is he publishing sugar?"

Bo Jiuxiao didn't speak.

The beautiful host continued to ask: "Today the whole game came down, everyone noticed that you played a character that you would not normally play, but it was unexpectedly perfect. I think everyone is very concerned about when you practice the master, after all, you I used to play more aggressive characters before. "

"The day before yesterday."

The word teenager.

But the beauty host paused for a moment: "When are you repeating the practice?"

"The day before yesterday," the boy said, not forgetting to suppress the princess in his arms.

The beauty host is somewhat distracted: "Is it possible to practice a character so well in two days?"

"Ah ... um." Bo Jiu didn't say that, she played for three hours at that time, and started after killing five sets.

The beautiful host sighed: "It is worthy of being the first newcomer in the C zone! I believe that fans are like me, and I will look forward to seeing your game more and more in the future."

It really looks like this.

A national competition.

Almost many girls who like to play games are beginning to fall in love with a teenager.

Peripheral products sold out of stock.

Some dealers even scratched their heads: "I've never seen a game player who is even hotter than a star."

Overnight, almost all of Jiangcheng saw this interview with young people.

In the end, the silver-haired boy copied his pants pocket with one hand, and gently held the white cat in one hand, and looked at the camera handsomely. It was really a slamming heartbeat.

However, under all the glory, there is bound to be something that others do not know persist.

Eleven at night.

The teenager really ate a meal.

He fell asleep on the living room table before eating.

Originally the princess jumped on the table and sniffed, trying to give this stupid human who always threatened it a paw.

When he saw the teenager's sleeping face, he retracted his paws back and began to walk proudly.

Look at the delicious portions you have fed me, the king will forgive you.

The princess stomped for a while, and after stomping almost, she wrapped herself one by one, wrapped in a fat ball of cotton velvet, leaning on the side of the teenager's face.

One person and one cat just happened to warm each other.

At this time, on the other end of the earth, on the other side of the Pacific Ocean, the sun was very soft, and through the white curtains, it hit the beautiful and ascetic face.

"Qin, do you feel anything here?" The doctor spoke authentic English, with yellow hair and blue eyes, fingers pressed against the man's wrist, and those eyes looked at the patient's reaction.

A nice word: "No."

"I see." The doctor wrote a few words in English on his notebook, and then asked a few things before going out with something.

Only Qin Mo himself was left in the ward. He, who was wearing a pure white sick suit, really looked like he came out of the comic, a white demon, a typical military command.

"Master, do you need to look at the game?" Lieutenant Zhang stood next to him. He knew exactly what the young master cared about.

Unexpectedly, Qin Mo refused: "No, I can't help it."

Because there is a person in this world who is very important. Even if you just see the game ID, you will be uncontrollable and want to see that guy ...