National School Prince Is A Girl

Not just that fan.

Although other people didn't say anything, their eyes were the same.

The same firm, gentle, and indestructible.

It feels like putting all your dreams on one person.

Since when, the young man in front of him, is not just their idol, but a kind of stubborn sustenance.

A five-minute countdown started on the big screen.

The picture has changed, like a kaleidoscope, passing by quickly, and finally fixed in the center of the e-sports arena.

The narrator began to sit in place, playing with the microphone, and was auditioning.

The teenager didn't move.

Turtle sister from fans of the group stood out in full royal sister Fan: "Rather than feel sorry, it would be a good fight on the track, what we want is a no interest calculation, vigorous nationwide competition, do not tell us, you Can't do it? "

Bo Jiu heard the words and smiled suddenly, his hands were copied into the pockets of the uniform jacket, and the corners of his mouth were raised. This is the unique evil evil handsome of the young boy: "Is it a great way."

"Then do you eat this radical method?" Guijie looked at Bo Jiu's eyes, more like looking at a loved one, or like looking at her former self, and didn't want this person to be destroyed. The feeling of the child.

Bo Jiu looked away.

She thought it was different.

There used to be no such moment in her life.

No matter what happened, no one stood behind her and told her how to fight and how to fight.

Mopa roll, that is their own thing.

Stand there yourself, even if the opposite is a group of enemies.

She has to solve it.

Just like my father said.

She is Z.

It is the young master who wants to protect the entire hacker system.

Never win over others.

Others will devour you.

And now ...

Bo Jiu raised his eyes and looked at the eyes cast on her.

She thought, she finally knew why the gods like to play e-sports so much.

Because fighting here is never a person.

"I accepted the Fa." Bo Jiu took back his steps, then turned around, and in the war suit flying, he heard the young man say: "Relax, they will call their father.

Fans: ...

They must be a fake spade.

The other party called shouted to Dad or something.

How do you say such words?

Just look at teenagers walked around Qin God, her face without a hint of panic, it does not seem to want to explain anything, eyes only a house, such as late at night shimmer.

Qin Shen is even simpler than them, lifting weights in shock, not nonsense, just a word: "Go."

With the temper of this great god, he really does not talk much about such things.

Bo Jiu was relieved immediately.

But when the smile on that face just started.

Qin desert voice broke drifted down, casual tone: "geometric finish, we talk about, girl."

Less ... female?

Bo Jiu was choked with those two words. This is the rhythm of the god to settle accounts with her after the game.

She thought she would be angry.

At the very least, she must have something to do with her.

Now it seems that the Great God does not mean that.

But if you are not angry.

Bo Jiu tilted his head and looked at the sharp side face, which was not very similar.

It can only be said that the Great Divine Heart, the seabed needle.

Small, she found out that her pet's mind, particularly difficult to guess.

At the entrance of the arena, the entire Dimeng team was waiting.

The screen has started the last minute of the countdown.

The finals are different from the regional competitions.

Once the time reaches zero.

Teams with uneven team members will not play ...