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Chapter 13 Spring Commander

Great God?

Segmentation?

Another new term.

Qiao Yu silently wrote it down in his heart.

Although she didn't understand the previous meaning, she could still understand the phrase "take me."

As for the art of war and strategy, she can naturally teach him a thing or two.

"You give me a few more blows and I'll take a look."

This is what the prince thinks.

I haven't quite figured out this game yet, so I'll take a look first and then analyze it for you.

But it fell into the ears of the boy at the same table.

Totally listened to it.

He Ran thought Qiao Yu was a great master and wanted to understand his playing style first.

This is a huge misunderstanding.

The two heads immediately came together.

Qiao Yu is smart.

The art of war and strategy focus on the overall situation.

This team battle game is like two black and white pieces fighting on a chessboard.

Every step you take, you must control the entire scene.

Always speculate and observe the enemy's movements and our strength.

"They should be gathering."

"You can't join this wave. The other party must be ambushing you. He is trying to seduce you."

"Here, we can surround them."

In the canyon, both sides were killing people all over the place, and the military advisors who controlled the entire field were tightly arranged outside.

He Ran's hands were shaking.

He is sharp in operation, but he likes to kill people.

In layman's terms, he just likes to fight hard.

Don't look at your teammates, don't look at the tower, just run rampant.

But Qiao Yu is not.

After some guidance, He Ran felt more and more that she was an expert.

In the end, I just threw the phone to her.

"Master, come and fight, I will qualify for the ranking match."

"!!!"

The black mobile phone was placed in Qiao Yu's hand.

The cold and hard material showed through the palm of the hand, making Qiao Yu a little curious.

It turns out this is a smartphone.

only......

"Why doesn't it light up?" It was obviously on just now.

She humbly asked for advice.

Very Chen Chen.

He Ran: "..."

He looked at her like she was a ghost.

Then he silently picked up his phone and scanned his face.

Mobile phone face unlock.

He pushed forward again.

"Hurry up and fight, morning reading get out of class is about to end."

Qiao Yu stretched out her slender fingertips and tapped the screen.

It feels quite slippery to the touch.

so amazing!

"How to use this mobile phone? Can you teach me?"

"..." He Ran asked tentatively: "You don't know how to use a mobile phone?"

"Um."

Hey Hey hey!

Damn you.

You're kidding me!

The acting is too fake.

"Forget it, for those of you who are playing in the alliance, if you don't like us playing for the king, just tell us what we are pretending to be."

Alliance and Kings are the same game.

The league wants international e-sports and computer operations.

The king is the mobile phone operation, which is relatively simple.

Misunderstand.

Really misunderstood.

Qiao Yu looked pityful when she saw him snatching the phone away for no apparent reason.

"He Ran, Qiao Yu, stand up!" Teacher Xu stood on the podium with the textbook: "If you don't study well early, you can talk below. You are so good at talking, so come up and talk."

Finished.

was discovered.

He Ran glared at her.

Then he put his hands in his pockets and stood up angrily.

He had a cot head, a face that he hadn't woken up from, and his school uniform was still baggy. He didn't look like he was studying at all.

Teacher Xu has already walked over.

But he didn't look at He Ran, but Qiao Yu.

"Teacher doesn't blame you for your poor grades, but what I care about in class is discipline. If you come to our class, you must abide by the rules."

He lowered his head and glanced at the textbook that Qiao Yu had not turned over.

Brand new, no wrinkles at all.

"In this whole morning reading, I haven't memorized any of the knowledge I have to memorize."

He opened Qiao Yu's book and clicked on a text above.
Chapter completed!
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