National School Prince Is A Girl

The people in the team also know Bo Jiu. After all, some of them came out from He Honghua. The impression of Bo Jiu has always stayed at the "waste that will only use money to swear, no ability at all."

"Someone is really big, and now I still have the mood to come to the Internet."

"He will not be a defeated family, and you still expect him to have a good future."

"It seems that we are right to leave the company. With the enthusiasm of the sorrowful son, we will have to go bad one day sooner or later..."

Xue Yaoyao knows that this is to say that the nine halls, the head turned to the teenager to see the past.

Bo Jiu’s face is still wearing a mask, and the deep eyes that are exposed on the mask are very bright, just like the cold winter ice, cold and piercing.

"This is really what people and people are together. I also listened to my classmates this afternoon. Someone found a big fat pig as a girlfriend. Now it seems that it is really not fake."

At the beginning, Bo Jiu did not move.

Just after hearing this sentence, Xue Yaoyao looked at the teenager and lifted it up, and squatted on the player who was about to pass by them!

The action is very embarrassing and very handsome!

A bang!

The player grabbed his knee and almost his face was white.

"Don't talk, don't say it." Bo Jiu's hands are still inserted into the school uniform pocket, and his face is indifferent: "At the very least, don't squirt."

"You are this..." The rest of the team is not doing it! Raise your fist and you will wave at the Bo Jiu!

"Stop!" Bo Ximing's cold tone rang: "You are wearing this dress now. If you fight in public, do you know what will happen? Your photos will appear in the e-sports tabloid tomorrow. I am coming back. A person who fails the exam is not worthy of your hands."

The few players stunned their bags with a look of indignation, and they tapped Boji with their hands.

Feng is still in the sleeves, this is his first time to fight with friends, very active: "Oven, idol, need, need me to go!?"

“No.” Bo Jiuqiu smiled: “It’s not fun to hit them here.”

Feng is still a bit embarrassed: "Then, where is the fight?" Do you still have to jump in the fight? He didn't play, he didn't know.

"In the game." Bo Jiu lifted his voice, and his voice passed through the mask, as if he had brought a kind of king-like appeal: "E-sports newcomers, all members crush them."

The wind blows, and the silver forehead is opened, revealing a faint mans.

However, so far the group of people still do not know that Bo Jiu is the Spades Z, still indignant.

"Bo Shao, don't we let the kid go!! You listen to what he just said, squirting? It's not putting you in the eye!"

The players obviously came up with this bad smell. They used to watch the waste in the company. It was not pleasing to the eye. They looked at the wages. They were forbearing him. Now they are not working under He Honghua. Bear him!

"Who said that he would let him go." Bo Ximing smiled coldly and filled with disdain: "Bo Jiu is not just that you don't look good. People in the school have long wanted to deal with him. Spend some money to let others go." Blocking, blindfolded and sent to you to come, let you play casually, isn’t it better?”