MTL - National School Prince Is A Girl-Chapter 1711 First thousand nine hundred sixty eight
Suddenly between.
Those ids that were originally abandoned, one by one full of the entire screen.
"I am in Jiangcheng, waiting for you to come back."
"I am in Ancheng, waiting for you to come back."
"I am in the border town, waiting for you to come back."
"I'm here……"
But it was just a minute.
Thousands of replies, one followed by one, are growing at a rate visible to the naked eye.
Some people say that this is the **** powder.
Those who are active and looking for the same shadow everywhere.
Just like the shell of Z and handsome.
So they will think that it is the people in their minds because they have a similar picture.
This is understandable, after all, it is most important to make yourself happy, and who you like.
But the real **** powder will only appear at this time.
Some of them are students, some are office workers, and some are newcomers who have just stepped into society.
Suddenly stopped.
Some emotions that have never been numb.
Surging from the eyes.
The group had told everyone in one game after another.
What is adversity for survival, strong when it is strong.
When you grow up, you will understand that there is nothing in this world that is easy.
But you have to believe that our human beings have always been fireflies on the ground. If they can't burn, they will be able to make a comeback and pick up the stars.
If it is really tired.
Then ask.
The dream in your heart, can you wake up again with this group of people...
When this news came out.
The spades T that have just been beaten are not convinced at all.
But this does not affect the continued bundling.
The plan of Spades T is always sticking to each other.
But not all people will be like those who like the outer shell.
Spades T still don't understand.
The real **** powder will not care about her at all.
So this time, it didn't get any effect.
Those people only wait for one thing.
That is, is it true?
The group is coming back.
is that true?
Just at this time.
Jiangcheng Center, a towering building.
One after another, the figure walked in.
A bang!
The base door was pushed open.
There is light coming in.
Rao Rong was still sitting in front of the computer, wearing black hair on the headphones and sideways.
Qin desert was wearing a black and red war suit, standing in the middle of the body standing behind him. He was behind the Chinese character, with a flame, hunting and flying, as if he could hear the vibration of the heart.
After hearing the door sound.
He went back.
Caused by the eyes.
Thin nine, Xiao Jing, Lin Feng, Yun Hu, Luo Luo, Feng Shang, coco, Lin Shentao, Yin Wu medicine, Zhao San fat.
These people are still the appearance of memory, juvenile time, and prosperity.
They wear the same uniforms.
A badge symbolizing the country is placed at the cuffs.
Just standing in front of the door, the cuffs flew up like a smile.
"Everything is coming." Qin Mo opened his mouth, and his voice was not flat, it was like a chill between old friends: "Let's get started."
However, it is a short sentence, but it seems to be able to shock something.
The gas field brought out is to let the assistant who is behind it directly lie in the same place.
However, it is not unresponsive.
After all, I said above, let him take care of the life of these e-sports players.
It’s just that scene is so handsome.
Handsome to the assistant could not help but raise his hand.
With a bang, the photo is formed.
Qin Mo stood in the forefront, everyone behind him, with light in his eyes.
This photo was sent to the official account.
There is only one sentence in the picture text.
The Huaxia team was formally established!
