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When Qin Mo's game ID appeared in everyone's sight.

The whole network seemed to pause for a fraction of a second.

Followed by!

It's really blown up!

The public screen message was swiped!

Ahhh

"I'm Qin Shen! What did I see! I Qin Shen! I can't do it, calm down, I'll take another look, Mom, it's really my Qin God!"

"I jumped out of bed and ran downstairs three times!

"What? Is Qin Shen back? Where is it, where is it?!"

"Click on the Great God to watch the battle, the first room shows that it is the Qin God and them!"

"Damn, five blacks! I can still see this scene on the Internet in my lifetime!"

"Don't stop me, I want to see my husband!"

The game hasn't started yet, Qin Mo is still choosing characters, not only here, but even the official Weibo side has been bombed!

No matter what Kuro says, he is cold.

But there is one point, the popularity of official Weibo forwarding has not decreased in the slightest.

Qin Mo, what these two words represent, every e-sports team knows.

That when they didn't know his background and only wanted to dig him up, but he didn't leave, and recognized Feng Yi's little agent.

All businessmen know very well that it is a hot spot, traffic, popularity and god-like operation technology that no one can surpass.

He's not a star.

But it has more topics than celebrities.

It is beyond the reach of many people.

The heat is always rising.

The same goes for the number of people who are watching the game.

"Huh, why hasn't Qin Shen chosen a role yet?"

"The positions of the jungler are vacant, Qin Shen will definitely be a jungler, ah, I have a hunch, I will definitely be handsome and cry again by my husband's operation today!"

said so, but this time, Qin Mo's time to choose a role was indeed too long.

Lin Feng turned his head sideways and glanced this way.

I saw the captain of their family, holding a mouse in one hand, and asked the young man next to him casually: "Which character did you choose last time?"

"Do you want to use what I used?" Bo Jiu smiled, turned sideways, held the mouse through his hand, and his breath was a little flirtatious: "This, this is the most handsome assassin among heroes, dressed in white, with a long sword in hand, and elegant in position. ”

"Do you like it too?" Qin Mo nodded and asked someone absentmindedly, what is there to like about fake characters?

Bo Jiu smiled with a smile, very evil: "I like it." ”

"Really?" Qin Mo had the urge to replace this role and re-elect, his thin lips were a little cold, he couldn't see that he was handsome, he had a little white face, and a wine jug hung on his waist.

He used to think that although the prey he had set his eye on had no obvious advantages, his vision was still good.

Now it seems that the vision is not very good.

Unexpectedly, his idea has not yet come to fruition.

The young man's voice sounded over there again, his breath was very close to his, as if it was said in his ear, and it was a little itchy: "Because Brother Mo, the role you are best at is him, to be honest, in this whole game, only he who you operate will be particularly handsome, and others can't see it at all." ”

Lin Feng: ...... Damn, little spades, do you still have a temperance? You can say this kind of thing! This game can't be played yet! nt

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