Eight hundred and twentieth eighth misunderstanding me bend
"Let's go for a while tonight?" Xue Yaoyao turned her head and looked at Feng Shang.
Feng Shang stuttered and nodded directly.
No one knows how many times these two have trained together since the semi-finals failed.
It is gratifying that now it has finally achieved results.
When I turned around.
Yin Wuyao leaned against the door frame, holding a cigarette in his mouth: "The Internet cafe is open black?"
"I can go until nine o'clock." Xue Yaoyao reported the time.
Feng Shang was not willing to be outdone: "I, I can, I can live, live with the uncle!"
"Cough." Yin Wuyao was choked: "If you stay, you won't need to."
Feng Shang looked persistent: "Why, why!"
Yin Wuyao:...I am afraid that someone will misunderstand me, but I will also be bent!
"I'm young and I'll go home when the time comes." Yin Wuyao shot the cigarette butt: "Just remember what you want to achieve."
Training time will always pass very quickly.
Yin Wuyao is a veteran, and this veteran is very clear about it when they are studying other teams.
Those teams are also studying them.
Nowadays, not only in the e-sports circle, but even ordinary people who play games know that after the national competition, there will be an international competition.
At this time, Japan, known as the Gods Team, is trying to calm down the sensation caused by the team members the day before.
"What did I say to you?" The agent pressed his eyebrows with a headache: "Don't go out, don't go out!"
Watanabe sat across from a dumbfounded manner, still handsome: "Ah, nothing happened?"
"That's all because of the deputy team!" The abandoned baby face at the scene was still angry, pointing at the ok post on his face: "Look at what you killed me!"
Watanabe was embarrassed and coughed: "What, should I introduce the team? The Chinese national competition should not last a few days, right?"
When the agent heard this, he pressed his anger down, pressed his finger on the mouse next to him, and then clicked.
"We are old rival Xiangnan Team, I believe you are already familiar with it. This time, their combat effectiveness has also been improved..."
The agent hasn't finished speaking yet.
Watanabe interrupted him: "I have seen everything from Xiangnan, let's see what the Emperor League has."
"Imperial Alliance?"
Which team is that?
The people in Japan were a little confused. They looked at the information and found the word "Imperial Alliance" at the end.
"This team?" The man sitting on the balcony suddenly jumped down, with a curved corner of his mouth, very feminine, and even his hair was long. However, he was obviously a man, but he was so beautiful. In addition to Lin Feng, he didn't expect to have another person, and he got a three-pointer: "Is there anything worth your attention? Or... Hoshino, you took them out to watch the resurrection match because of this Emperor League team?"
"Don't disturb me." Hoshino pushed the man away.
"Oh my god, this is your attitude towards me as the captain?"
That's right, the beauty man is nothing else, he is the captain of the Japan Team, Yushi Shin.
Hoshino turned his head, changed his position, and continued to sleep.
Yushi Shin-shin didn't make a fuss and half-stood his face: "It seems to be true, then let's take a look at the Imperial League team. Where is the one worthy of my deputy team going to see in person, and he also brought two children to cause trouble."
Watanabe, who caused trouble, shrank his neck. Their captain was so beautiful that it was actually not easy to mess with.
The agent changed the video information.
But because there was a long period of silence before the Emperor Alliance.
So the battle information is not very complete.
Chapter completed!