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【94】Rich and noble do not pretend to compare, such as clothing at night!(2/2)

From that moment on, I never had second thoughts. I wanted to win, I wanted to be a champion. The most important thing is to be with everyone."

Song Qianqian looked at Yang Shenran, stretched out her hand and patted Yang Shenran's back gently: "You are already very good, really. A real man is like you. It is not your fault to waver. The most important thing is that you are still strong after the temptation.

He was able to choose the most correct path and didn’t let anyone down.”

"But that time was Lao Yang's temptation. I complained at first about testing me like this. But slowly I came to understand that if a person doesn't experience a tempting choice, he will never grow up. So from then on

From then on, I never wavered again.”

Song Qianqian nodded and said: "You know I was also in the professional team at the beginning, but I later left. I told the outside world that there was some discrimination in the professional team and it was too chaotic. In fact, the real reason is not this. The real reason

The reason is that I found out that someone in the team was fixing matches, but... no one took care of it. At that moment, I felt disgusting. But I had no way to expose it, the things involved were too complicated, so I just quit.

."

This was really the first time Yang Shenran knew about this, and he was surprised: "No wonder, I thought... forget it."

Song Qianqian smiled and said: "Well, don't say it, I guess your guess will be very evil. But for the sake of you being able to keep the bottom line, I still regard you as a good guy."

Yang Shenran suddenly thought that at the beginning, Song Qianqian always called her "little brother" away with some contempt, which felt quite unpleasant. But now she no longer calls her "little brother" like this. On the one hand, Yang Shenran protested, and on the other hand, maybe

That kind of prejudice has disappeared little by little.

Thinking of this, Yang Shenran smiled, looked at the night sky, and murmured: "Tell me, can we win the next game against ig?"

Song Qianqian stared at Yang Shenran, with an unprecedented appreciation in her smile: "Of course, the leader Tianwei!"

"Wow, Sister Sissi, do you believe in me so much? Then I will definitely work hard! Really!"

"No, I believe in the Four Heavenly Kings. Are you the best actor? There are so many dramas!"

"Pfft! It's so sad. It's fine on the outside, but it's hurt inside!"

Song Qianqian leaned into Yang Shenran's ear and spoke softly.

"Bet I remember, if you win this time, I will give you a chance to take revenge. You can bully me however you want, and you will never resist."

Exhaling like a blue breath, Yang Shenran felt a numbing feeling begin to explode from all over his body. By the time he reacted, Song Qianqian was no longer around.

Yang Shenran was stunned for a moment, and then, as if he had been given a shot of blood, he rushed to the training match, kicked open the door, and shocked all the four kings.

"Brothers, as the leader of the cult, of course I have to take the lead. Stop talking, I want to be trained by the devil! Hurry! Train me to death!"

"Quick, use force! Be fierce! Make me get all the E. coli!"
Chapter completed!
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