The national school idol is a girl

Suddenly.

Some long-standing haze dissipated from deep inside.

The day I retired from Luoluo.

Zhao Sanpang felt helpless in his heart.

The number one mage in the national server has to leave in that way

Except for themselves, it seems.

No one understands what the Golden Triangle means.

For theatergoers, as long as the script is of the same genre, they can like it.

So it doesn't matter who leaves.

But for him.

That's Luoluo.

Just falling off.

No matter how many people come out in the future, they will not be from the Golden Triangle.

Zhao Sanpang took off his apron and said with a deep look in his eyes: "Let me ask you a question, why don't you get rid of those people? It shouldn't be difficult for you."

Bo Jiu glanced sideways, with light at the end of his eyes: "I dug a hole and asked you to jump. Can you jump?"

Zhao Sanpang smacked his teeth and said, "Speak more clearly."

"I asked you, are you thinking too much about other people's likes?" Bo Jiu's handsome face showed a slight smile: "Some people like you today and like others tomorrow. You don't know it very well. Xiao Shen retired together, but he just can't keep up with the current model. There are people who are more suitable than you. They know how to take every step well, so this situation occurs. Do I really jump in and help others to make things better? Fatty, there are some. Like, they like themselves in the process of pursuit, so they will say that you cannot be replaced while looking for similar people to like. This is normal. If you use these things to restrain yourself, how can you still wave? Your mouse?"

Zhao Sanpang's eyes became a little lighter: "So, how about we take some people."

"Fat Master." Bo Jiu's eyes were deep: "Have you seen "Animal World"?"

Zhao Sanpang: "That movie?"

Bo Jiuxie smiled sarcastically: "Mangai, we haven't finished the battle we should fight. We may lose one day, but we have kept the path we want to keep. It's not that we can't do anything to some people, but we don't want to become People like them.”

Zhao Sanpang was shaken all over and raised his eyes slightly: "I'll be back."

"Okay." Bo Jiu stretched out: "Finally the task is completed. It's really a job to practice your eloquence."

Zhao Sanpang: "Your eloquence needs training? And why did you come to me? Where is Qin Xinji? He should be responsible for this."

"Is it different if I come and he comes?" Bo Jiu said in a loose voice, "Everyone else is mine anyway."

Zhao Sanpang chuckled twice: "So, where is he?"

Bo Jiu tapped the tablet in his palm with his fingers: "Of course it is with other people..."

Afternoon, paddle market.

"Click, click!"

The sound of the keyboard with a strong sense of rhythm echoed in the air.

It seems to be the same in any Internet cafe.

Has a faint smell of smoke.

There is also the taste of instant noodles.

And from time to time he burst out: "Dragon, dragon, dragon! They are fighting the dragon!"

Network administrators passing by will be startled.

"Again?"

"It really needs to be a little more vulgar."

"Network administrator, here's a bottle of Coke!"

"Wait a minute!" The network manager is a new employee. He has only been on the job for half a month, but he thinks he is their boss.

He really doesn’t look like an Internet cafe owner.

Sitting at the bar, smiling eyes, but in the next second, you feel a different sense of oppression.

"boss."

"The boss hasn't come back yet, call me the acting boss."

The network administrator coughed: "Agent boss, it seems that many people are coming to play heroes online recently. Why is that?"

Why?

Rao Rong's fingers paused.

because……