Lin Ke also exclaimed: "Win's thinking is good and his goals are clear. I don't just want to kill people and push towers. Moreover, my performance on both sides is very impressive. Mulan and Lao Fuzi have a very good rhythm. Not to mention Lu Shen's Da Qiao, I also wish this team with a distinctive style of fighting can have a more exciting performance in the playoffs."

"Especially Hero, after a season of baptism and tempering, became more sharp." Xixi said.

While speaking, the director had cut the picture into the Win team's combat room. The girl who said she wanted to prove that heroes and warriors were never synonymous with men still had a high ponytail full of vitality and was talking to her teammates with a smile. Her bright big eyes looked radiant under the incandescent lamps, and she was full of energy.

In this season, she cried and laughed, but the heart that wanted to win had never changed.

The barrage is also as lively as if it is celebrating the New Year.

【Ahhhhh my Win is awesome! Come on the playoffs!】

【Ahhhh Hero My wife, Mulan is so beautiful tonight!】

[Ahhhh Lu Shen smiled so much, I don’t care, the rumors are high! Da Qiao jogged all the way to the high ground to pick up his wife home, and it’s simply too sweet!]

[Please, if you win the championship this season, go get the certificate!]

【Ahhhhh Win is my faith! Come on the playoffs, I will always be the Triple Crown!】

[I picked up Lu Shen and made a 100-meter sprint!]

[All the contractors! I don’t care, I can’t imagine that all I think will come later!]

【Listen, is this human word?】

......

After coming out of the war room, Win and others bowed hand in hand to the fans who came to watch the game as usual. Looking at the light cards with her name flashing in the audience, Bu Yao was still a little dazed. He was finished with the regular season without paying attention, and the people holding her name light cards also turned from a few people to a group.

The corners of her lips began to rise unconsciously, and her heart seemed to be soaked in warm water. It was so good that someone could see her efforts.

Only when she bows after the game can Lu Yan hold hands with her without any scruples.

He looked over her gaze and saw the lamp sign with her name written on it. Against the backdrop of the name tags he connected to the sea of ​​lamps, there were still very few.

But it was getting better and better, and his Mrs. Lu was getting closer and closer to him.

Everything is moving in a better and better direction.

Lu Yan pinched the back of her hand, and his low voice had a soothing meaning: "There will be more and more."

Bu Yao said 'um', but what appeared in her mind was the first time when her mentality of facing the top ten kills was completely broken. He also smiled gently and told her word by word: "Want well, there will be more and more."

He brought her so much warmth, and every frame I recalled was full of throbbing.

Bu Yao pinched his hand back, and said word by word to the shouts of fans and his thunderous heartbeat, "Thank you."

Thank you for bringing her to this arena, thank you for the romance and touching that he brought her, and even more thank you for your carefulness and getting closer step by step.

He raised a smile, glanced at her with a playful look, and said with a point of view: "I prefer the kind that I practice with my own words than verbally thank you."

Bu Yao: "..." Sure enough, sensationalism is not suitable for both of them.
Chapter completed!