The national school idol is a girl

Just one second.

The young man walked over.

His left hand was placed on Lin Feng's shoulder, and his face was still the same when he raised his eyes.

Even if it is so pale that there is no blood.

But he still has silver hair and black eyes, so handsome that people can't help but be stunned.

"No need."

Three very light words.

Lin Feng turned back and looked down. The red on the young man's wrist seemed to bleed.

Even if it’s like this, it’s not necessary?

It's really not necessary for Bo Jiu.

The young man knows very well what the world is like.

I also know very well what human nature is like.

"If you lose, you lose."

The back of the young man standing there.

Tall and straight like pines and cypresses in winter.

But even so.

Xue Yaoyao also saw the boy's slightly clenched hands hidden under his battle uniform.

It must hurt.

While playing games.

What exactly is it supported by?

And now, what is the support that allows the young man to stand here and admit defeat?

It's because we want to preserve the last trace of dignity of the Imperial Alliance.

Some fans at the scene had nothing to say.

After all, everyone can see what kind of state the boy is in.

Even if you lose.

There is no intention of making any excuses.

Xue Yaoyao turned her face aside. If she had been stronger, the ending would not be like this.

When did we learn to cry?

When you feel sad, aggrieved and lost.

Since when did I learn to push tears back into my eyes, and then look at the eyes from all directions unswervingly.

There is a kind of growth that always makes people wear armor and not afraid of darkness.

Because I believe that one day I will be able to see the light...

The ceremony always ends well.

The boy represents the Imperial Alliance who has to step forward and shake hands with the opponent's captain before it ends.

Just at this time.

Bang!

The door was pushed open.

In the time, a slender and tall figure walked forward.

The members of the Imperial Alliance paused the moment they turned around.

The man had a handsome face that was familiar to everyone present.

The angular profile has a razor-like indifference.

The battle uniform he wore made him look like a Star Trek commander. The white gloves were on his hands, fitting perfectly without leaving any gaps.

If a name.

Just shouting it out will make people feel powerful.

Then he is like this.

"Brother Mo..." The boy's words haven't started yet.

He was pulled into his arms by that person, followed by a nice and magnetic voice: "You are being bullied like this when I am not here, you are really promising."

The uproar at the scene can be imagined.

It’s not just a thousand people watching.

There are also live broadcasts on major online platforms.

Manager Feng reached out and pressed his sore forehead.

Why didn't anyone inform him that the great god was back?

Just like no one else is hugging me.

He had to deal with a lot of media questions this afternoon.

The master really made things happen for him as soon as he came back.

However, this is fine.

Because sometimes, he really didn't know how to comfort Little Spade.

As a well-informed man, when he faced the boy, he always felt that he didn't look like a student.

Not like a great god.

It seems that no matter what the boy looks like.

In front of him, he is the younger brother who should be pampered.

Bo Jiu didn't feel that he was being bullied, but because the smell of the great god was so good, he couldn't help but bury his face in the man's chest.

The princess squatted next to her, very arrogant. Seeing how uncomfortable someone was today, she stopped competing for favor and left some room for fair competition. Being a cat shouldn't be too harsh.