Chapter 1945

The fruit cat looked at the other team members at the computer table that had achieved the special training. His legs didn't listen to him. He walked and said, "I'm too difficult. I'm still so young. I'm still growing..."

Xiao Yan gently tutted. The boy took his pocket, walked lazily to his position, sat down, controlled the mouse and logged in to the game screen. There was a little fierce between his delicate eyebrows and eyes.

He casually peeled off the sugar paper and handed the lollipop to his lips.

The fruit cat took a look and muttered at the bottom of her heart.

Why is the captain so fond of sugar? He is not only sleepy but also sweet.

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On the other side,

After Xiao Yan left,

Dyed white slowly boiled instant noodles with hot water and put them on the tea table.

Tut,

Can't cook sadness.

It's too hard for her.

Dye Bai tore open the Chocolate bag and entered the original owner's microblog.

This microblog has not been posted for a long time.

Probably the original owner has no courage to board again.

Ran Bai stared at the microblog page,

Then he slowly posted a microblog.

Blue and white V: one o'clock tomorrow afternoon.

A microblog without any reason.

It should be thanks to netizens' enthusiasm for scolding blue and white. Soon, this microblog was top of the hot search.

Of course, he was scolded.

Second in hot search.

There are many replies under the microblog. Once most of them were blue and white fans, but now they have turned black.

[lie. Slot, as soon as I entered the microblog today, I found that blue and white hair was dynamic. My first reaction was that I was blind, tut tut.]

One o'clock tomorrow afternoon? What the hell? Crazy

[why don't you die for such a generation of people who still have the face to tweet?]

[it's too much upstairs... Even if Dai Da is true, it won't curse others like this. I have no hatred with you]

[what are you talking about? What's wrong with me? I don't want people to talk about it. Where's such a big face?]

Most people are talking about what the microblog with white hair means, and others are scolding below.

In just one hour, people who sent private letters to their original owners had flown all over the world.

Most of them curse you to die. Why don't you die.

Ranbai turned over the private letter and hissed gently.

Normally speaking, she is not interested in these private letters. Who makes her bored now?

It is said that those who are clear are clear

But really no one will believe it.

therefore,

One hour apart,

People have been paying attention to lanbai's microblog. They see that the blogger has sent such a message again.

Blue white V: I'm dead, cheap you, huh? Nice try.

The person who saw this microblog: "

[what the hell? LAN Bai is still trying to hurt others?]

[why do you suddenly feel that this kind of blue and white is a little handsome...]

[upstairs blind, ha ha. You still say that about people like blue and white, rubbish.]

[what's wrong with the third floor? It's none of your business? You're cheap. You care about me? A psychopath like this should go to a mental hospital.]

There is no shortage of Liu Beiqing's Navy here. They have been scolding all kinds of times. Even passers-by who doesn't know anything can be sprayed to death if they say too much or anything else.

This has just stimulated some people's rebellious psychology. Won't you let me say it? That's what I said.

You say blue and white is not good. I'll blow blue and white!

If you curse, I'll get on with you. Who's afraid of who?

After reading the microblog, the two sides who almost tilted their heads tore at each other and scolded each other, slightly helping each other's forehead.

It really deserves to be the host.

The two microblogs were directly torn open.