Before Lin Feng could ask.
Bo Jiu on this side had already stood up, pressed her slender neck with his left hand and twisted to the right.
"It's finally my turn."
This person's personality is very consistent with her appearance in a combat uniform.
The zipper is never willing to pull it up peacefully.
Half open, revealing the white shirt inside.
The whole person was tall and slender as the boy stood up.
The key is that this exposure doesn't matter.
A craze in the venue instantly started!
Not because of anything else.
Just because there were a line of small characters written on the shirt.
Emperor League eitao.
The latter is written in pinyin, and the font is beautiful black regular script.
There is also a green ribbon badge logo on the back of the black regular script.
Everyone knows what the green ribbon badge represents.
This is a concept that the spade fans initially determined when they established a fan club.
Support is not just a superficial one.
Try to do positive things.
But how could the clothes be...
The girls who were officially cheering stood up and covered their lips before screaming: "That's our cheering club..."
Yes, that is a disposable support shirt that every spade pink wears.
No one expected that the boy would wear it on himself!
If you are not a fan, you won’t understand what it feels like.
What's more, the boy turned his face and smiled at them, with bright eyes and white teeth and deep eye sockets.
Because I like someone so much.
So it's really hard to forget how that person looks when he fails.
The same esports venue.
Just a while ago.
The boy stood here, covered in scars.
Being sprinkled with coke, being discussed, being spitted.
A powerful person will never let you see his wounds.
When he comes back.
A crisp keyboard sound!
The moment the game special effects sounded, people saw the person on the screen sweeping towards the other party like the wind. The light that the assassin rushed out with him was handsome and dazzling.
The boy sitting in front of the computer had a headphone cable hanging around his neck, and his clean and fair side face looked so handsome.
The thin lips, which were still smiling, were as if their eyes were staring at the screen lazy.
The expression was calm under the astigmatism of the screen, but the eyelashes were stained with arcs. Such arcs were very attractive to people's eyes.
Whether you like him or don't like him.
As an e-sports player.
The hands on the keyboard are so fast that it makes people unable to see the landing point.
One hand switches the screen perspectives of small and large images.
When it is played on the large screen, it is a series of screen switching.
I was stunned when I saw the commentator!
This is so fast, why can he make a joke?
Some people say that playing games depends on equipment and level.
Don't deny it, sometimes it's like this.
But sometimes, when you encounter a person with a speed that is extremely fast, no matter how much attack power you have, it is useless.
Because you can't hit him if that person runs away!
The gunfire head was clearly aimed at the figure flying towards him.
But the man had a bayonet on his hand, allowing the flames to expel arrogance behind him.
He was so cool that he didn't even look back.
Swish!
The bayonet rises horizontally.
Backlight is cold.
Close combat.
No one can win the assassin of spades.
Skills are continuously emitted, slow down and suppressed, blood-sucking retreat, and then stabbed harder!
,!
"Beautiful!" The commentator couldn't help but slapped the table with his fist.
When the audience looked back, the expression clearly said: Finally, there is something slow to explain.
Chapter completed!