National School Prince Is A Girl

Not just that one fan.

Other people did not say anything, but their eyes were the same.

The same firm, gentle, and indestructible.

It feels like putting all your dreams on one person.

From when did the boy in front of him not only be their idol, but some kind of stubborn sustenance.

On the big screen, I started doing a five-minute countdown.

The picture has changed, like a kaleidoscope, swiftly passing, and finally settled in the center of the e-sports field.

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

The teenager did not move.

The turtle sister stood out from the fan base. The complete Yujie Fan: "I don’t feel sorry for it. It’s not like playing on the court. We want a national competition without any interest calculations. Don’t tell us, you Can't do it?"

The thin nine heard the words, a sudden smile, his hands copied into the pockets of the suit jacket, the corners of the mouth, is the unique evil of the young: "Exciting the law."

"Then you can't eat this set of radicals?" Turtle sister looked at the eyes of Boji, more like watching a relative, or looking at a former self, not wanting to let this person be destroyed, probably that The feeling of the child.

Thin nine took his eyes.

She thinks it is still different.

Once, her life seems to have never had such a moment.

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

It’s your own business to climb and roll.

Stand by yourself, even if the opposite is an enemy of hordes.

She also has to solve it.

Just like the father said.

She is Z.

It is to guard the lord of the entire hacker.

Do not win others.

Others will swallow you up.

And now...

Thin nine looked up and looked at the gaze cast on her.

She thought, she finally knows why the gods like to play e-sports.

Because fighting here, never is a person.

"I took the law and took it." Thin nine took back the steps, then turned around, and the battle suit flew, and I heard a boy saying: "Reassured, they will call them to call their father."

Fans:...

They must have powdered a fake spade.

The other party called the father or something.

This is how the words are exported.

Just watching the teenager go to Qin Shen, there is no trace of panic on her face, and it seems that she does not want to explain anything. Only in a pair of dice, the glimmer is like the night.

The Qin **** is more than they are, the weightlifting is scared, no nonsense, a word directly: "Go."

With the temper of this great god, there is really no more talk in this kind of thing.

Thin nine suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

But when the smile on my face just got up.

The voice of the Qin Mo has also floated over, and the careless tone: "Wait to finish the game, let's talk about it, girl."

Less...female?

Thin nine was stunned by the two words. The **** is the rhythm of the game after she finished the game with her.

Originally she thought that the other party would be very angry.

At the very least, I have to make a lot of things with her.

It seems that the **** does not seem to have that meaning.

But if you say you are not angry.

Thin nine-headed, looked at the sharp side of the face, not too much.

Can only say that the big heart, the sea needle.

When she was young, she discovered that her pet's mind was particularly difficult to guess.

At the entrance to the stadium, the entire Confucius team is waiting.

The last minute countdown has started on the screen.

The final is different from the regional one.

Once the time reaches zero.

Teams with irregular team members will not play...