National School Prince Is A Girl

That lounge became the place where everyone dreamed of setting sail.

In the playing field, all the cameras are adjusted, everything is ready, just waiting for the team to enter.

At this point, all the fans stood up and were on both sides of the road in order to support them.

The **** powder is a huge banner, and a beautiful royal sister under the banner stands tall and straight.

She is probably less than thirty, with medium-length light brown curls, scattered on both sides, a pair of big eyes, and a skirt in the workplace, as if standing there can make people feel good.

The other spades are very cute, one by one, and the most quiet among all the fans, but the eyes reveal the light.

It’s hard, the other side has finally come out!

All the lights gathered and opened a horizontal line.

A total of eleven people, combat uniforms, like the commander in Star Trek, exudes handsome from the inside out.

Only this time is different, the person who led the entire team, from the Qin desert to the thin nine.

The boy, black and silver, holding a white cat in his hand, clearly standing there is not high, but gives a sharp and unparalleled sense of ice.

For a moment, the venue was boiling!

Solidarity begins here.

The live broadcast is open and a piece of red is floating.

However, just when the thin nine had just entered the arena with the team.

A man suddenly rushed out, holding the cola on his hand and splashed it toward the boy: "A bent man is still like this to fans, I am really huh!"

No one expected that there would be such a change.

Even Feng Yi had lived, and there was even a blank in his head.

The fare of the tortoise sister is not far from here.

Mainly after this person, there are three spades powder also surrounded.

"I will ask you, we like you so much, why are you..."

No one is going to listen to what they said.

Everything is in public.

This question is magnified infinitely and recorded in the camera.

The teenager stood there, the drops of water dripping along the black short hair on the clothes, and the smoky makeup was so wet that the water was drenched, so many people looked at it, so many shots were shot, so the picture was wolf.

The real spaghetti powder stood up in an instant.

The excited eyes turned into a distress.

Because teenagers have never been treated like this.

The white cat is still in the arms of Boji.

The camera is over there, looking forward to the loss of control of the teenager.

Han Susu mixed in the crowd to watch this scene.

What is surprising is that the teenager did not lose control, and did not even pick up the collar of the other party as before, and ruin the other party.

It is not because of the goodness of the thin nine, but because she is very clear about how important this game is, and it is important for her to be patient.

Coke is still dripping, and thin nine raises his hand and presses the silver hair in the past. It is like a Greek **** who stepped into the fighting field, slender legs, all black war suits, and his mouth is slightly tilted, even if it is awkward, The arrogance makes people feel excited.

"Do you like me very much?" The teenager raised an eyebrow and asked the two or three fans.

Fans are very wronged: "You think about it yourself, how do we support you, and you are the result!"

"I used to be like this." Young smiled: "The person you like should not be me, or how to subconsciously follow people to ask me, know why there are fans, we play e-sports, every time Come out, see the banner, hear a love, meet some people in the subway, will make us full of power, those who really love us, let us go, let us always believe that you can see the light Let us insist on it every time we want to give up. However, it is also a person who plays e-sports. If you like it, you are embarrassing me. Congratulations, you did it, but I still have to play the game, seal it, don't stop, go on."