National School Prince Is A Girl

It's not just that these things no longer exist.

According to the data surveyed before, more things are different from the previous Fu Shao.

For example, people who never like to play online games suddenly become the first killer in the c zone. Such hand speed and skills cannot be achieved in a day or two.

Another example is the academic performance of this person.

It used to be terrible. It is not like it is now. Except for physical weakness, other aspects are surprisingly good, especially the subject of English.

Also, in addition to English, this person now speaks the local language of Tokyo.

And such a beautiful skill is completely different from before.

Even, there is a big gap between someone's attitude towards him.

Although he was unfamiliar with the people next to him, Jiang Zuo reminded him that he also knew that someone had been crazy about him in the past, and tried every means to post it.

And it doesn't only seem to him like this, but also seems to have a good impression on others.

I like to go to the nightclub to treat guests. Even if I spend money like this, it is not accepted by my classmates because of my personality.

Because the old Master Fu family really couldn't find a favorite place.

Even the attitude towards He Honghua is in different forms of expression.

There was a party in business.

From far away, you can see how many people the Fu master was facing, and said unpleasant words, they were all disgusting He Honghua, so that He Honghua could not even lift his head on the spot.

This person now.

When treating He Honghua, the gentle is not like it.

Soul ... is it interchangeable?

Qin Mo's eyes sank, and he said to the other side: "I know, this time I owe you a favor, about what I said today, confidential."

"You're welcome, invest more in my research project." Xiao Jing's tone didn't change a bit.

Of course, the Xiao family will not really lack money.

Qin Meng uttered a word and did not say much in this regard.

Xiao Jing started the conversation again: "The Asian Games are definitely going to be played by the League, how is your hand?"

"It's still governing." Qin Mo said here, suddenly abruptly collecting his voice, because when he raised his eyes, he clearly felt that there were others behind him.

Qin Mo flicked his fingers and said, "I still have something here. I'll hang up first."

After talking, Qin Mo still stood there without looking back, but he said: "Hiding in that sneaky, what do you do?"

Was it found?

She has just entered.

Sometimes the Great God is wise, which is really troublesome.

Bo Jiu laughed and stood up generously, simply shifting the topic: "The sauce is too little to eat."

Qin Mo's eyes poured out some unknown things, and then he walked towards the teenager.

Because Qin Mo's expression did not change at all.

Therefore, Bo Jiu always felt that the eyes of the Great God on her were slightly tingling.

However, now Bo Jiu doesn't know why.

That kind of indifference.

But there are more things than indifference.

Bo Jiu tried to figure out what went wrong.

In the end, I didn't figure it out.

Qin Mo clasped his trouser pockets with one hand and put away his mobile phone. He looked down at the teenagers with a smile, his eyes still bright like a stream.

No wonder his mood changed when he heard him call her Fu Xiaojiu.

Turns out, is the person living in this body a thin surname?

Z.

This time.

I am dark, you are bright ...