National School Prince Is A Girl

The man was the same as when he left. There was no slight difference. The black trench coat, the arc of the corner of the mouth, and the extremely dark eyes all tasted lazy and soft.

Apart from her father, no one would have such a temperament.

The only card king who knew her in the past, and she didn't have that ability, disguised her father's side.

Some of Bo Jiu's inner guesses have been verified.

They really did not get older, and even the condition of their skin did not change.

What is the reason is not important at this moment.

The important thing is that they are still there.

Bo Jiujiu thought back to the past.

Coupled with the strange look when looking up.

Quickly realized another thing.

Her CEO Mummy doesn't seem to remember her, so her father brought people in this way.

As if verifying Bo Jiu's ideas, Lou fell in a smile: "It really looks like extra work."

"No." After finishing, Bo Jiu slowly lifted his thin lips: "I was just in a daze, Mommy, where did you say it, the pillow?"

Rao Shizhuang's shopping mall floor fell on white ears when he heard Mummy's name.

Not to mention the fans in the back row, even more exclaimed.

"Mommy?" Zhao Sanfa raised his hand and wanted to return the head back just now: "Are you silly little spades?"

Bo Jiu responded quickly, blocking him directly, but the sound just did not pay attention at the moment. When she saw the shock of the fans in the back, she opened her mouth again, as if she was a little careless and carried a unique evil : "My mother has a lot of aunts and aunts and my sisters have a lot of fans. The fans are my regenerative parents. What happened to my name?"

After hearing this sentence, Zhao Sanfan's mouth twitched.

Is this when spades z will come out?

Is this person of this character?

If it really is, care about fans more than the game itself, Dimeng has long lost.

Professional players, what is the most important thing to do.

Only if you know it yourself can you keep going.

If you lose, everything is an excuse.

If you win, it will eventually become a thing of the past.

What to do is how to continue to win the next game.

If you put your dreams on other people, this is a very dangerous thing in itself.

Struggle with their faith.

Will suffice..

Thank you to everyone who supports you.

But in the end, it depends on teammates and respect for opponents, you are not clear than who.

What is the situation now!

Start learning to talk sweetly with fans?

Zhao San-Fang shook his head: "Brother, you are a real person. After the face is up, I can't move. You are not considered to be beating yourself."

Listening to their conversation, Lou Luo's mouth twitched with a smile.

The teenager is still a little different from her imagination.

When playing games, except for evil spirits, they are uninhibited. They do not appear often, and there is a person with a sense of distance.

Lou Luo also got a lot of science from his assistant.

I know that once, a person accused a teenager of not cherishing true love.

The teenager responded: "I am very grateful for supporting me, but it does not mean that I will call your father. I am a professional player, not a professional chat."

Therefore, it is probably the reason why Zhao Sanfa said that he beat his own face.

Lou Luo didn't know what others thought. In her view, the teenager was just doing bad things.

But, she couldn't guess, why did the teenager suddenly call a mummy?