National School Prince Is A Girl

The game screen is still playing back on the big screen.

2V2 people have stood up.

Cloud Tiger and Lin Feng.

Yunfeng CP, the most tacit duo!

When the opposing team saw this list.

Stand up straight.

Don't bully them as otakus, just see through the situation.

He also said that he didn't come here.

From 1V1 to 2V2, this is all playing with the strongest lineup.

What are they trying to do!

In fact, the Imperial League did not want to do anything.

Simply thinking about the format.

The resurrection competition is different from the national competition because it is a wheel cycling station.

So if 1V1 and 2V2 win, you don't need to do 5V5, which can not only reduce the physical pressure on the team members, but also save time.

After all, that is the sentence, don't be wordy, just do it.

The people on the opposing team hated their bad luck, so how did they meet Dimeng at the opening of the resurrection match.

The captain over there is also an old member of the circle.

While the game has not yet started, directly yell in that league group.

Blasting cannon: "Dimeng, do you dare to let us order!"

The bomb cannon means this, even if you can't win the Dimeng League on the field, you have to win a battle in the battle.

Zhao Sanfan likes to join in the fun most: "Yeah, I'm playing, Laozi, I bet one hundred, no one dare to reply to the people of the Dimeng team, you WeChat."

Lin Shentao is very direct: "Two hundred."

"Three hundred." The lazy goddess sound.

After listening to Bo Jiu's lips, he lifted a thin lip, first sent a small video, and then typed a few words: "It's polite, we have been letting go, what dare dare to use."

Cannon: ...

Zhao Sanfa: "Hold the grass, why are you so inhumane?"

"One hundred yuan, whether the fat god sends red envelopes or transfers money, I can do it." Bo Jiu returned his voice this time.

Zhao Sanfa defeated and could only disperse money.

This mode of getting along has always been fun in the league.

Blasting Cannon: "To tell the truth, how strong Qin Mo's guy is, I haven't used my strength today."

"This is waiting for him to meet me." Zhao Sanfa sighed: "I understand that he has always been expecting an opponent like me. After all, we are dead enemies. He cannot win me if he is handsome. "

The blaster grabbed his hair, he was crazy before he thought of coming to the league.

However, he can play against such a strong imperial alliance.

Actually, he was very happy.

It also happened to let those whose hands were lowered know what is meant by someone outside.

2V2, unexpectedly lost.

The people of the team are all a little downcast.

The bombardment patted the shoulders of one of the team members: "Not this year, come again next year. When next year comes, we will fight the imperial alliance again."

Hearing the words, the team member's eyes lit up: "Well!"

Not afraid of losing.

Fear of being blamed after losing.

However, in a good team, never complained.

Dimeng won this game very quickly.

Almost like this momentum.

Won three consecutive victories.

One can imagine how excited the fans are.

This was originally a happy thing.

But there seems to be something wrong.

Lin Feng looked at him, watching the teenager lower his head and pressing his mobile phone, and on the other side was the captain drinking water, obviously the same action as before.

But those two people didn't seem to have spoken to each other actively, did they?

Is it his illusion?

What happened to these two?

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