New Dynasty Continent, Cheongju, Butterfly Art Academy, Wang Congcong, who obtained the "God Mode", first landed on a green and cute lawn, just as he was thinking about how to do whatever he wanted on this quiet land. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Bang~" A plan, a speeding football, impartially at Wang Congcong's head, smashed straight over, and then followed, Wang Congcong let out a "ah~" scream like exhaustion.

"Hey, who are you? What's the matter?What are you doing here?" said the little bee in a sportswear, with a black face, running over at Wang Congcong in a heroic manner.

Seeing that the goddess who was thinking about her own thoughts, and even thinking about it in the middle of the night, came to her so really, the eldest prince of Wang said secretly with joy:

"Wow, little bee, little bee, it turns out that you are so good-looking when you are angry, if I Wang Congcong doesn't catch you this time, I won't be human!!"

When the little bee walked to Wang Congcong's side, Wang Dagongzi did not wake up from his dream, at this time, the little bee was even more annoyed, she ran over the football that Wang Congcong hid under his armpit, and then said very shamelessly: "Hmph, sick~"

After the little bee regained his football, he quickly ran back to his battlefield to fight, looking at the graceful body of the little bee that was constantly jumping in front of him, the evil in the heart of the prince Wang immediately grew out of his guts.

Thinking of this, Wang Congcong stared intently at the every move of the women's football girls, and muttered in his mouth: "Almighty God, Almighty God, please lend me a perspective eye, see through the eye." ”

As soon as Wang Congcong's wish was spoken, he instinctively regretted it, and then Wang Dagongzi let out a long sigh of relief after looking around the audience for a week, but the turbidity in his heart had just been spit out.

Just listen to the "pop~" plan,

A thunderbolt on a sunny day, specially prepared for him, slammed into the door of his iconic brain again.

There are gods in the three feet of the head, especially in the spiritual world, there are even more gods in the three feet of the head, and when I saw the prince of the king, it was a black charcoal, and the almighty God laughed and scolded again:

"Sample, don't think you can't see me, I don't exist. ”

However, with the usual strength and ruthlessness of Wang Dagongzi, he will never give up lightly because of the small punishment from God here, and in the next few days, Wang Congcong and Wang Dagongzi launched an almost crazy love offensive against the little bee.

So much so that the little bee had to lie down in the Internet café and urgently rescued Yunzhi, who lived in Jiangnan Province at the time:

"Wolong Xiansen, Wolong Xiansen, are you there, it's a big deal, the little bee was bullied, and he was targeted by the wind, help, help~"

After this message was sent, the little bee waited for more than half an hour, and the penguin in the lower right corner of the computer shook again, and the little bee moved the mouse to the icon to open it, in this message, Yun Zhi just wrote back three words plainly:

"What's wrong???"

"Why did you go, let the little bee wait for so long, you are so ruthless?" the little bee typed a little aggrieved, but the cloud branch was online, and she really ate a big reassuring pill in her heart.

"I'm not unaware that I'm either writing or I'm on my way to get ready to write. After Yun Zhi finished speaking, his hand paused slightly, and then typed again: "Say, my cute little bee, what happened to you?"

Then, the little bee repeated the constant harassment of Wang Congcong in the past few days to Yun Zhi on the other end of the network cable.

"What? You said you wanted a big plane, but really a 7770 civil aviation plane flew from afar? You said that if you want the moon in the sky, can that prince really stretch out a hand and pluck the moon for you?" Yun Zhi asked curiously after listening to the legendary story.

"Hmm!" the little bee gave a "nod" emoji affirmatively.

"It can't be, absolutely not. Unless he's a monster. Yun Zhi replied.

"Possibly, possibly, Mr. Wolong, think of a way, the little bee has saved you. The little bee cried.

"Hehe, I understand, our little bee doesn't want to be Leng Qingqiu, but well, it's not completely out of the question, little bee, do you have a male ticket?" Yun Zhi asked rhetorically.

"Yes... How???" The little bee finally wondered.

"Hey, hey, hey... The next day, when Wang Congcong was about to swagger into the Butterfly Art Academy again, he was blocked by 1,158 boys led by "Kaiwei".

Everything was planned and deployed by An Zhaoyunzhi.

"Boy, where are you going?" ??? asked, "Kaiwei Tong asked in a sharp voice.

"Huh?" the brothers raised their biceps and echoed.

"Ah, misunderstanding, great... Big brother, misunderstanding... Wang Congcong replied tremblingly.

"Then why don't you get out of here??? you kid has ringworm on your head, right?" said Kaiwei fiercely.

"Is it ringworm on your head?" the heavy brothers echoed and threw the Shaolin whistle stick heavily on the ground.

"Ah!! no, no, yes... Be... Wang Congcong waved his hand and retreated very unbearably.

"Bad seeds!! Kaiwei scolded with a very disdainful smile.

Now Wang Congcong is really dead.

At that time, the young Yun Zhi never knew that he had defeated the almighty "God" model he had created twenty years later.

Good friends, good friends.

Heroes are good adult beauty,

The twisted melon is not sweet,

It's voluntary.