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Chapter 1946 The e-sports god lives in my house (9)

Guomao looked at the other team members who had already completed training and walked over without hesitation, and while walking, he muttered: "I'm so difficult for me, I'm still so young, I'm still growing..."

Xiao Yan tskated lightly, and the boy took his pocket and walked to his position lazyly. He sat down, controlled the mouse and logged into the game screen. There was a little ferocity hidden between his delicate eyebrows and eyes.

He casually took off the candy paper and handed the lollipop to his lips.

Guomao glanced at it and muttered in her heart.

Why is the captain so fond of candy? He is not only drowsy but also sweet.

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On the other side,

After Xiao Yan left,

The dyed white slowly boiled instant noodles with hot water and placed it on the coffee table.

Tsk,

The sadness of not being able to cook.

It's too difficult for her.

The colored white tear opens the chocolate packaging bag and enters the original owner's Weibo.

This Weibo hasn't been posted for a long time.

It is probably because the original owner no longer has the courage to come back.

Ranbai stared at the Weibo page,

Then he slowly posted a Weibo post.

Blue and white V: 1:00 p.m. tomorrow.

A Weibo post without any reason.

It should be thanks to netizens' enthusiasm for scolding Lan Bai, and this Weibo post soon became a hot topic.

Of course, I was scolded.

It's second in the hot search.

There are many replies under Weibo. Most of them were blue and white fans, but now they have become black fans.

[Water.trough, as soon as I entered Weibo today, I found that the blue and white hair was moving. My first reaction was that I was blind, tsk tsk tsk.]

【At one pm tomorrow? What the hell? You're crazy.】

[It's just such a person who beats someone and has the face to post on Weibo, why don't you die?]

[The upstairs is too much... Even if the fight is real, it wouldn't be like this, I have no grudges with you]

[This guy is so idle? What do you think you are talking about? I’m wrong? I won’t even make someone say anything about it. How can I get such a big face?]

Most people are talking about what the Weibo post with gray hair means, and some people are scolding them below.

In just one hour, the people who sent private messages to the original owner were already flying all over the sky.

Most of them curse you to death, why don’t you die or not?

Ranbai flipped out his private message and sneered softly.

Logically speaking, she was not interested in these private messages. Who made her bored now?

Those who say it clearly will clear themselves...

But no one would believe it.

then,

One hour apart,

Everyone has been following Lan Bai’s Weibo, and then the blogger sent another message.

Blue and White V: I'm dead, you guys are cheap, huh? I think beautifully.

The person who saw this Weibo post: "…"

[What the hell? Lan Bai actually has the intention to argue with others?]

【Damn why do you suddenly feel that blue and white are a little handsome like this...】

[Blind upstairs, haha. You still say that people like Lanbai, trash.]

[The third floor problem? What do I say has nothing to do with you? If you are a slut, please pay attention to me? Such a mental illness should go to a mental hospital.]

There is no shortage of Liu Beibeiqing's navy here. They have been cursing all kinds of things. Even passers-by who don't know anything can say something that goes too far or something, and they can be sprayed to death.

This just aroused the rebellious mentality of some people. Don’t let me say it? Then I just say it.

You said why blue and white are not good, so I just blow blue and white so much that the ceiling is full of splashes!

If you ask you to scold me, I will fight you. Who is afraid of whom?

Feng Luo looked at Weibo, and the two sides who almost tilted their heads and quarreled each other, and slightly supported their foreheads.

He is really worthy of being the host.
Chapter completed!
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