National School Prince Is A Girl

The four players looked at each other at the same time, and looked at the Qin desert in amazement.

The level is full and the data is perfect.

More blinking is his golden PK ranking!

NO1!

This is absolutely Qin God undoubtedly!

They saw the Qin god... the living Qin god...

Petrochemical, excited, and excited.

I can't describe the mood of these four people!

Sitting in the Internet cafe, the fingers holding the mouse are trembling!

That is Qin Shen!

Never play private online games, a live e-sports game will trigger thousands of net name crazy Qin Shen!

Are they really dreaming?

No matter what, first commit suicide and then enter the game!

Only when they die will they believe this fact!

"Why don't you move? Start playing." Bo Ji is still typing there. After another blink of an eye, I saw that the four players in front of her are hanging... What is the situation?

Bo Jiu paused for a moment, suddenly realized what it was.

"Is it because of you?"

This information is a private chat.

Qin Mo vacated a hand and returned a few words: "I haven’t played amateur online games, only playing professional leagues, it’s not clear."

"You didn't come in and brushed this?" Bo Jiu also shook.

Qin Mo’s tone is faint: “There was no private brushing. Sometimes the company’s propaganda needs to be brushed, three times.”

According to Bo Jiu’s understanding of the Great God, his words are translated. Since the beginning of the game, he has only brushed three times, and every time he is still broadcasting...

"No wonder they will hang, it was all scared by the gods." Bo Ji raised his eyebrows and said that he was flying fast: "Then you usually play games, isn't it quite lonely? This time, good, there is a man, this is this. The old driver took you home to get rich."

Qin Mo did not take care of him at all. This kid belongs to the Shangfang Jiewa type. The more he cares, the more he is arrogant. It is best to hang him.

However, the accident is a little more pleasing than others.

Think of it this way, Qin Mo has a cigarette on his head, so he sits on a large leather chair, behind the stars, the lights of the whole city seem to have become the backdrop for him at that moment.

Liang Secretary bent over and handed the coffee, with pure white gloves on his hands. Their president has always been clean, and the details can't be ignored... I want to take a look at the screen and see who the CEO is talking to.

Usually, the president should be watching financial news at this time. How can he play the game?

Who is on the computer side?

Last time, let the president pause the meeting halfway.

This time, the president adjusted the office hours.

Definitely a little goblin!

Otherwise, how can the president not even do the work, come to play the game?

But who is this little goblin, he is really curious, and his heart is like a paw tickle.

The president is not letting him know anything!

It’s really sad...so how does he report to the boss and his wife?

"Liang secretary." Qin Mo annihilated the smoke, put the coffee up, looked at him, and lowered a cold light: "Remember, who are you? Now, close the door, go out."

The secretary of Liang listened to a tremor and slammed his head and said "Yes."

Why the president’s gas field feels more oppressive than the boss.

Obviously still a student, isn’t it...

No wonder the fans of the president will call him Qin Shen, this is simply the reincarnation of the tyrant!

It is brave enough to say that someone can be so afraid of the president!

Thinking of this, Secretary Liang took out his cell phone and dialed a string of familiar numbers. He looked serious and said: "Mrs., boss, I doubt the president, he is online, yes, it is online dating..."