National School Prince Is A Girl

Feng Yi glanced at his younger brother and smiled suddenly.

Everyone who is an older brother sees his younger brother with a sense of accomplishment, "Ah, this kid has finally grown up."

After Feng Shang checked things, he also called COCO.

The child's intention is good. He knows that COCO is under pressure recently and wants to comfort the other party.

Who knows he hasn't spoken yet, the people over there said: "You want me not to care what others think of me, right? I know."

"Also, also ..." Feng Shang still wanted to say something, just started.

I was interrupted by COCO again: "Is there any operation right? You can rest assured that I have practiced very well now. Brother's technique is more tricky. I am a fan of thousands of sisters. I will definitely take the rhythm tomorrow."

Feng Shang again said: "No, not ..."

"Isn't it? Ah, is the wrist brace right? I've brought it all, rest assured."

Feng Shang always had something to say, but he was blocked and came back. At this time, his face was suffocated. It was not easy for the child to say: "Who wants to tell you this, I want to make you not nervous, remember to bring Get on your rabbit. "

COCO paused and muttered: "You're not stuttering anymore."

Feng Shang is also a meal.

COCO coughed heavily: "I know, I was still nervous just now, so I said so much, now I am not nervous." At this point, COCO threw himself into the bed, his face blocked by a plush toy: " Feng Shang, we are finally going to face Shonan. In the past, many people said that our Dimeng won by virtue of face value. Although this is a good point, we can finally tell everyone that this time Dimeng is technical. "

"Well." Although Feng Shang couldn't say anything, his heart hadn't stopped since just now.

They can finally stand in the national competition to prove themselves.

This is something he never dared to think about before.

Feng Shang looked out of the window, and his beating things made Feng Yi stand up: "More than eleven o'clock, go to sleep."

"Alarm ... alarm." Feng Shang was afraid he would get up late.

Feng Yi chuckled: "Tomorrow morning I will call all of you to get up, ten o'clock, time is enough."

"Okay." Feng Shang was still very neat in saying a word.

After entering the room, the lights were dimmed, and he just lay down on the bed, and Feng was still not assured. He sat up again and determined what to bring.

Xue Yaoyao is in the same situation as him.

Jiang Zuo, who was lying on the bed, looked at the back figure and raised his eyebrows slightly, until the man lay back, still holding the backpack strap.

Xue Yaoyao's eyes fell on the backpack logo.

It was a sign belonging to the Dimeng League, a blaze of fire, burning in the eyes.

Xue Yaoyao reached out and pressed his own heart and told himself that a good night's sleep would make him better able to face tomorrow's game...

Snapped.

The dart hit the e-sports poster on the wall.

That was the worst year for Dimeng League to lose.

Lin Feng remembered that year, he really cried and became a little Sabi.

Not because of anything else, but because of the way the man hung his head.

Actually, when you think about it, when did that guy get so miserable?

If at the time his operation could be stronger, smarter, think more.

Maybe it will last until the captain comes back.

The pressure of a whole team is on Yunhu.

He didn't even share it.

Lin Feng looked at the poster that was shot by himself, and then jumped back, throwing himself into the bed.

In real life, the gap between him and Huzi is already very large. In the game, he does not want to be too far away from each other ... This is probably because they played together for the last time.

He did not want to have any regrets.

Win all the glory back then.

Never want to drag that person's hind legs again.

Probably the only mood of Lin Feng at this time.

Qin family.

Qin Mo glanced at the teenager lying in his arms.

Get up and prepare things for the teenager.

Opened the notebook and logged in to your game account.

Just that.

The world seems to be boiling.

Someone keeps flashing messages.

"What happened? Qin Shen came online at this point?"

"Is it because you were too nervous before the game?"

"Possibly, when my COCO was doing live broadcast today, he was still a little distracted, and was definitely thinking about tomorrow's game."

"If the opponent is Shonan, no one will feel nervous."

People don't know that Qin Mo went online just to give someone a homemade silver gun.

It should have been given to the guy on the bed a few days ago, but later because of the latest things, it has not been sent out.

If Feng Yi saw Qin Mo giving this silver gun to Bo Jiu, he would definitely be shocked.

The meaning of this silver gun is extraordinary.

When Qin Mo started playing the game, he was making a silver gun.

Any good material, Qin Mo will melt into it.

It can be said that in that year, this silver gun became the most commonly used by Qin Mo, until the operating characters changed and three thousand swords appeared.

This silver gun has always been there.

Can already be called a baby-level weapon.

At that time, the materials played in the game were all rare materials.

It's hard to find now.

This shows the preciousness of this silver gun.

Now the Great God gave it to nine ...

Seeing Qin Mo go online, the most unsettled is Zhao San fat of Xiangnan, brushing words in the alliance group: "Qin Mo, are you really nervous, if you are nervous, just say directly, we will not joke your!"

Because of this sentence, many players jumped out, joking one after another.

Qin Mo looked at the page, raised his eyebrows, and moved the video slowly into the group.

That video is nothing else, but the secret hidden in the electronic lighter that Bo Jiu gave him before.

Zhao Sanfa was still holding Erlang's legs, screaming, and shouting to go to Qin Mo.

The people in the group are in the same mood, and they want to continue this chance, and ridicule Qin Mo.

Where did you think Qin Mo sent a video?

Zhao Sanfan thought it was a useful video operation.

When I first opened it, I still looked at it carefully, and then the corner of my mouth was drawn.

What is your grandma?

Qin Mo and Little Spade show love clip?

Not only Zhao Sanfa, but the rest of the people who opened this video, including people from other teams, were forced to make a wave of Mo Jiu CP video!

Who said Qin Mo's game was tense, and they came out, they would never kill him.

Where is this nervous, clearly more shameless than usual!

Because Qin Mo just typed a line at this time: "I am looking at the gift that Spades gave me, like you single people, you should not understand."

Everyone knows that the most painful thing about Zhao Sanfa is that he never had an object.

Qin Mo's words made Zhao Sanfa directly run down the line with tears, leaning his head to the person standing next to him and saying, "Captain, I apply to watch Qin Mo tomorrow."

"No." Xiao Da stood up. "Dimeng has a very fatal weakness, which has now become apparent."

Zhao Sanfa's face covered with question marks: "Weakness? Where?"

"It's in this video." Xiao Da pointed to a certain point in that video, his eyes lowered out of the light ...