My Extraordinary Achievement

After the micro-horse ran out, the money was donated. This suddenly came out with a kind of intimacy called Wu Tong. What kind of campus man Hu Tingsong had no threat to see, Meng Fan naturally laughed and greeted him.

Hu Tingsong saw Meng Fan go away, and his heart was somewhat proud. This fat man is still acquainted.

I saw that these staff members looked at their own eyes differently. Hu Tingsong also knew that his purpose had been achieved. He was so handsome, well-trained, and had good family conditions. He was so loving, and Wu Tongshi was from his own uncle. This layer of relationship is, Wu Tong is his own sooner or later!

"Then you are busy first, I am going back."

The purpose was achieved. Hu Tingsong waved his hand and turned away. Even the donation voucher was not big or big.

"Baba ran to donate three thousand pieces and still got it."

Hu Tingsong, who was very gentle and soaring, went far away. This did not hold back to Wu Tong, who was like a big sister. "This pattern is worse than just the little fat brother. It is just like a general. Poor temperament, at first glance is the person who does not meet his wife after marriage. The person wearing the watch is a brand name is not fake, but they are all discounted goods in the season, the family conditions are most decent. The belt buckle, oh, taste not too low And that nail, my goodness, I can't stand the boy's little finger and nails..."

Standing on the edge of Wu Tong, a female **** smiled and said: "Right God, you are really full of ignorance, female hunger. Your standard is good, you can get your standard man, you can find, we are Can't find it!"

The name is Xu Junnuo, the last one of the name was taken apart. The gentle-eyed **** of the nickname of the right-handed singer was very happy. "Also, my standard boys will not like you." Woman. It is said that fitness is the best skin care product for women. This has a premise. At least when you are exercising outdoors, you should wear the same spray..."

Wu Tong listened to a sunscreen that the right **** Amway had recently started, while continuing to do what she had on hand, she still liked the atmosphere of this running circle.

"fat."

Zhang took a mobile phone to keep up, and after walking out of a distance, hehe smiled and made a phone call. "That, just now, they all went live, and the water friends seemed to be a little... excited."

After Zhang took the Meng Fan mobile phone to determine the amount of donation, he did not have time to return to Meng Fan, so that what happened after Hu Tingsong came to him.

There are more stories in the novels than in the face of the film, but it is rare in reality!

For the water friends in the live room, just that is the standard dress than the face routine.

Hu Tingsong donated 3,000 pieces of sorrow to show off the ratio, and the good old man was still full of high-pitched voices asking Meng Fan how much to donate, saying that donating more donations and less are the same hahaha, haha ​​woolen Meng Meng donated It’s more than three times yours!

It is a pity that this sand sculpture anchor does not live up to expectations, so the chance of such a good face is actually not grasped!

What do you want? Brother dei, chasing girls, what is low-key!

Take out the donation voucher and lick his face, what are you waiting for!

Love rivals, shoes and face are all tied to your 45-yard soles. At this time, you don’t step on it, what kind of compassion you play!

Of course, there are also different opinions. I feel that Meng Fan has already had a face-lifting ratio, but this face is a stamina. When Hu Ting-song understands that the thief is hurting, it is more introverted than the one.

Love rivals chasing girls or something, this is not the girl itself in the eyes, and the high and low is already seen, and it is the correct solution to see if it is broken.

All in all, because of Hu Tingsong’s sudden intrusion, there was a big excitement in the live broadcast room. The barrage was all about the face-to-face discussion, which was like a net-based author’s group than a face-finding seminar.

"Is it live broadcast?"

Meng Fan took a moment and took over the mobile phone that was handed over from Zhang. He just didn't have time to look at the virtual screen in his mind. He looked at the barrage and really didn't know what to say.

However, there was a sentence around Zhang: "The water friends asked you to say a few more words."

"Yes, say a few words!"

"I want to know what the anchor is thinking!"

"What's so special!"

The water friends in the live room heard the words around Zhang, and Zhang around to help take such a wonderful scene, the phone lost before the land is half off.

"What do you think?" Meng Fan feels that after all, there are 70,000 people online in the live broadcast room. It is definitely to promote positive energy. "No matter what kind of purpose people donate, donate it." Don't look at the money face, you can't let people down the stage."

"Is it not to look down on me, to step on my face, it’s a little thing. Anyway, I’m stepping on it, I’m not wearing it, and the people on the side know, you know, you’re fine, he knows what’s important, I still don't allow people to spend three thousand dollars to enjoy themselves. Everything is so clear, not much!"

Meng Fan originally wanted to know that there are alumni in the live broadcast room to let them not go out, but feel a little fake, not in line with the positive energy theme.

Besides, there is really nothing to do with Hu Tingsong, and the possibility of chasing Wu Tong with his virtues is almost zero, and there is no need to lose it.

If you get along with each other for a few days, don't dare to say that Meng Fan can guarantee that Wu Tong doesn't like Hu Tingsong. Then Wu Tong is also a player with 18 brothers under his 18 brothers. They are all very good to her, how can a general man get into her eyes.

"That, the live broadcast is here."

Meng Fan pointed the phone at himself, smiled and waved, saying: "In the afternoon, Song City will not go, take a good sleep and try to broadcast in the studio at night."

Broadcast.

Looked at the data, the online peak of more than 87,000 people, watching the number of people counted on the scene frequently back to the running friends, nearly 300,000!

[Live broadcaster] Process three: 720,000 / 1 million.

The UP rating has risen to level 20.

[Fallen Boys] has also entered Process II. At present, it has already sold 13,000 yuan. The requirement of Process 2 is 100,000 yuan.

"It's really a good time for you to appear."

Zhang saw that Xing Tsai had already driven the car over it~www.wuxiaspot.com~ couldn’t help but swear, no one knows how hard it is to ride the little donkey that Wu Tong borrowed.

"The cow batch!"

Xing Tie Song did not take care of Zhang around, and gave Meng Fan a punch. He used the mobile phone to watch the live broadcast. He only admired Meng Fan except for admiration. "Go back? Or eat a meal first?"

"Of course go back."

No more bathing, Meng Fan is going crazy.

"Let's go."

Xing Tage opened the door and saw Zhang around him. He stopped and pointed to the guardrail over there. He smiled and said: "You want to escape if you have not handled this traffic accident yet?"

"The wool traffic accident, the railings are fine, the little donkeys are fine, I have something, can I do it myself and myself?"

"Then you have to go back to the little donkey."

Hey, Xing Tsai slammed the door, started it, and went away, leaving a person around Zhang in the middle of the wind.

Going back ten kilometers to go!

What do I have to do with it!

What can I do?

Give up your life!

Go back to the little donkey, ride on, look at the power, Zhang is not very sure that this power is enough to return to Huanglong Stadium!

"Wu Tong classmate."

Zhang held a glimmer of hope around Wu Tong, pointing to the little donkey: "This car..."

"Oh, car, you can go to the gym and hand over to the portal grandfather." Wu Tong asked again, "Is Meng Fan going back? Let him go back to take a bath early, so as not to catch a cold."

Are they devils?

Nobody cares about me, right?

Around Zhang, who was full of grievances, could only call Wang Yanan for comfort, and the call was quickly connected.

"I am at the library."

Say it, just hang it.