National School Prince Is A Girl

Bo Ji took a look at the number of viewers who are still on the rise of the live platform, and the thin lips screamed: "Meng Ge can come, it would be better..."

Qin Mo listened to the slightly snoring voice over there, and knew what was going on. He turned to the root cigarette and tapped the keyboard to start the game. He switched to the code given by the teenager and automatically came to a live broadcast platform.

There are three teenagers on the screen, wearing new team uniforms, and are receiving online interviews.

"I heard that the three have just changed the company. I don't know how this welfare is? The fans are very concerned about the treatment you mentioned on Weibo."

Liang Xuguang is the most handsome inside, so he mainly spoke. He wore headphones on his ear and sat in front of the computer. When the camera turned around, he smiled and said: "The new company is better than the previous company." More than ten times, people who like us can rest assured, and we will work hard to show you a better game status in the future."

"I have heard about the company before, and it is really not very good." In order to increase the exposure, the host did not end this topic.

Liang Xuguang said a word, then shrugged: "There is no way, the boss is from the countryside, when people say that they like to yell, it is estimated that people in the team can not stand this point before leaving. ""

"I don't know how to respect other people's bosses, and companies can't do long." The host laughed and said to him: "It's you, when you meet the current Bole, the future development will definitely get better and better."

Liang Xuguang also laughed: "I think so too."

"Well, let's not say more, presumably fans and friends are waiting for anxious." The host pretended to be excited: "Colleagues are still saying that each of you three is a master on the leaderboard, no Less people worship, that is, the previous company will not do propaganda, delay your development, and now finally let us open our eyes! Now is the time for the big **** players to enter the game, fans, what can you do on the live broadcast platform? Ask, remember to give a reward..."

The host has just fallen.

The platform was swiped by one person.

It’s Bo Jiu. She wears black headphones and her silver is shining. “Since it’s a great god, dare you accept the scene?”

How come a news like this?

This will not go according to Taiwan!

The host frowned, and looked subconsciously toward the guide.

The guide gave her a gesture that could not be smashed.

Even more surprised is that I don't know if there is a problem with the network.

Their platform turned out to be controlled, and other fans could not speak at this second.

So the sentence is similar to the battle post, it is as cold as the night of the horizontal tyrants the entire screen.

What do the four words of webcast mean, no one will know it now.

At this time, I refused. It was just that I had not yet debuted, and I lost my face.

And look at the vest, still a newbie.

I don't know the tall and thick guy, since he wants to be sent to beaten, he will fulfill him.

Liang Xuguang turned his head and was quite cold. "This fan friend, you should be an amateur player, and you don't understand the gap between professional and non-professional. But it doesn't matter, since it is on the live broadcast. When we come out, we will try our best to satisfy your curiosity and guide you to play a plate. Who do you want to play with?"