National School Prince Is A Girl

The closer to the national competition, the more confidential the tactics are for them.

Therefore, the big brokers simply hidden the action of the Dili League team. Even if the people of the whole country know that the Dili League is in Tokyo, they don’t know where they are playing...

"Oh, it’s really bleak." The reporter couldn’t help but shook his head and thought it was a good topic. He took a picture of the audience in only one or two people.

"Contrast can show the strength of my big Tokyo."

Just when he said this.

Just listen to the opposite side.

Under the light and shadow, 13 people came out neatly.

Each of them wore the same suit, and the dark black coat wrapped around a circle of pure white fox fur, resembling a cloak design, making them look like knights that would appear in comics.

Which team's uniform is like this?

Is this too extravagant?

luxury?

For the Dimension, is money a problem?

of course not.

The big broker laughed like a fox, laughing in the knife.

Qin Mo headed, Fu Jiu stood on his left hand, Yun Hu stood on his right hand side.

Each person's unique style immediately formed a handsome and fascinating landscape, especially the silver hair of Fu Jiu's head, which was so handsome and eye-catching, not to mention a lollipop on her thin lip.

The two reporters opposite did not think that the people of this team would be so angry.

Especially the one who took the lead, so noble and domineering, with a sense of shock that can not be said.

"Good!"

"Is this a weak team in China? It looks pretty good."

"Maybe it's just a good look."

"That's too good to see, they can all be stars."

"Look again, it will be destroyed today."

The thinking of boys and girls is different.

In the e-sports field, what is the use of long good looks, the operation is good to see that it is really handsome!

The repairer who stood there also saw Fu Jiu, immediately turned his head, first gave her a thumbs up, and then slowly fell back.

His action attracted a burst of noise in the audience.

"Sakura Stream..."

"It must win!"

"Sakura Stream..."

"It must win!"

In the loud voice of support, Fu Jiu looked at his movements, single-handedly trouser pockets, and the beautiful face was not annoyed, but the corner of his mouth rose by three points, it is indifferent.

It’s just that the juvenile’s arrogant attitude is even more irritating!

The two of the two repaired up and pointed to Fu Jiu to Yamaguchi: "Captain, I am staring at him!"

Yamaguchi Ichiro did not know the two people’s holiday yesterday. Instead, he made such a request for Xiu Er. Some accidents: “Yes, but you remember, the person we are going to deal with this time is Qin Mo.”

"Qin Mo? It is not the one who has a hand injury." Xiu Er did not agree: "He will give it to the captain, and you will wait until I stare at the person who I just killed."

Yamaguchi's double eyebrows wrinkled: "Second, the Confucius team is different from the team we met before, you should not underestimate them."

"Which captain did you say that, I know that you had handed over with the Confederacy before, but that was the flow of the previous Sakura, now." Scratching a thin lip, brought out a poisonous meaning: "Sakura has I, I will kill them all one by one, let them regret coming to Tokyo..."