The soul of gossip of the crowd is burning!

Di Jinghan seemed to have heard some big joke, "You don't know who I am?" ”

If you say this to others, you may think that he is too arrogant.

But Di Jinghan does have this proud capital! And it only makes people feel proud of him - rightfully so!

Jiang Shi looked at Nan Qiyue, "He's very powerful?" ”

Although he doesn't like Di Jinghan, Nan Qi never denies his strength, "Yes, it's very good at playing games." ”

"So good that I must know it?" Jiang Shi smiled.

Di Jinghan's face was like a dark cloud, and he slammed his fist on the table!

The whole class was shocked!

Nan Qiyue was even more frightened, and instinctively leaned towards Jiang Shi's side.

Di Jinghan has a bad temper, as we all know.

He once risked a six-month ban and beat up an esports player who insulted his teammates!

Or at the tournament that is broadcast live across the country!

Seeing Nan Qiyue's frightened appearance, a tingle crossed Di Jinghan's eyes.

She was afraid of him.

Continue.

But how could he hurt her?

Feng Zhao in the back row risked life and death to play a round, "Ahem, big brother, you see that the two of you are sitting at the same table, or you will settle with me?" ”

Emperor Jinghan glanced at him, and the momentum made Feng Zhao swallow his saliva desperately, and smiled dryly: "Hehehe......"

"Don't want to sit with me?" In this sentence, Di Jinghan asked Nan July.

Nan Qi twisted the corners of his clothes, even if he was afraid of him, he still nodded, "Hmm......"

Di Jinghan suddenly felt a sense of frustration that he couldn't do anything.

What could he do?

can't beat, can't scold, can't even kill her.

His voice was hoarse, "Okay, I see." ”

He took a long step and sat down beside Feng Zhao.

Feng Zhao took the sleeve of the school uniform and wiped the table for him, "Hello God, my little brother has admired you for a long time, can you sign it later?" ”

Di Jinghan stretched Zhang Jun's face and ignored him, and he could see that he was in a very bad mood.

Feng Zhao is a talker, and if he doesn't speak, he will be bored to death, so he poked Nan Qiyue.

Nan Qiyue turned his head, "Brother Xiaodao, is there something wrong?" ”

"No, I just want to talk to you......" Before the words fell, he felt two lines of sight shoot at him in unison!

A cold and piercing one, coming from Jiang Shi.

A domineering madness, from Emperor Jinghan.

Feng Zhao: ...... Did he do something wrong?

I don't know who gave him the courage, he actually stubbornly said:

"Do you have a favorite e-sports player, my favorite is the GOD big brother, haha!"

"Liar...... Last time, you said you liked Kim Taek-hee the most......"

whispered a complaint, and in Feng Zhao's eyes begging for mercy, she changed her words, "Of course I have a favorite pull!" My favorite god universe is the first to be extremely powerful! ”

She wore ugly makeup on her face, thick black-rimmed glasses on her face, and her wig was as dull as withered grass, but it was hard to hide her bright eyes.

“K、i、n、g！” Nan Qiyue had a fan's expression on his face, "The league's No. 1 jungler: King!" 79 solo appearances, 79 wins, 107 team appearances, 90% win rate! There are not many technical ramblings, and the appearance has its own halo, and the myth of the e-sports circle ......"

Di Jing was unhappy with the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth, but no matter how unhappy he was, he had to admit that even if he disappeared from the e-sports circle a year ago, King had never fallen off the altar.

That's a man who is truly like a king!