Black-bellied little crazy concubine: Xie Zun, come to the live broadcast!

Chapter 251 Please start your show

"Young Master Feng is the prettiest in the entire academy."

Luo Huoqin: "..."

He looked suspiciously at the man on the stage.

The eldest son of the city lord, Feng Shaoze, is known as Feng Shao.

With sword eyebrows and star eyes, high nose and thin lips, he looks like a cool person, but he likes to put on the demeanor of a handsome young man.

Commonly known as: pretense!
Luo Huoqin curled her lips, her starry eyes were stained with disdain, and she was not interested in staying here to watch his game, so she turned around and left.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she took two steps, she saw Luo Ziyuan standing not far away looking at her.

I really want to ignore her, but my eyes have already met her, and I can't pretend not to see her.

All he could do was raise a smiling face and lean forward with a stupid look on his face.

Waking up from a dream: The broadcaster is going to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger again.

Let's break up the homework: Hahaha, yes, please start your performance!
"Yuan'er, why are you here?"

The previous 'Luo Huoqin' also always liked to get close to Luo Ziyuan.

A disdainful smile appeared on Luo Ziyuan's lips: "Why, don't you pretend you can't see me today?"

"No way." Luo Huoqin smiled flatteringly: "It's just because everyone in the class is here, I don't dare to get too close to you in front of them."

Luo Ziyuan snorted softly: "It's just a few games won, there's nothing to be proud of."

"..." Luo Huoqin.

Oh, that's better than you, a blind man!

What's so hypocritical about a bitch.

Luo Ziyuan stood on the spot, stared at her for a while, and suddenly asked: "Do you know a seventh-order powerhouse?"

Seventh-order powerhouse?
Luo Huoqin's eyes darkened, and suddenly thought of the rumor about Li Yingxian in the academy.

Could it be that that matter has something to do with Luo Ziyuan?

"What is a seventh-level powerhouse?" Luo Huoqin said with an innocent face, "How could I know a seventh-level powerhouse?"

That's right...

Luo Ziyuan nodded: "What about the people in your class?"

"I don't know." Luo Huoqin shook her head.

Why don't you know anything, Luo Ziyuan is a little disgusted: "Okay, I'm going to practice."

The words fell, and she left.

Luo Huoqin stood where she was, quietly watching her leaving back, her eyes darkened.

The third round of the competition soon passed. Not surprisingly, all six members of the D class were promoted again, although there was one 38th who was directly promoted...

Luo Huoqin didn't say much, but the daily training became more and more severe. Within the range they could resist, the difficulty of training was increased. When they were free, they would go to play with Xiao Lianzi and Grandpa Han. Those who came and went, soon became one with the people in Grandpa Han's small village.

In the fourth round of lottery, it was very unfortunate that Ye Linger and Sun Fei ran into each other.

Both are ninth picks.

There was silence in the classroom.

The friends glanced at each other, and no one broke the silence first.

Luo Huoqin coughed: "I said long ago that bumping into each other is inevitable, you both work hard, don't tie your hands and feet just because the other person is your own, as long as you don't seriously injure the other person, even minor injuries and pains are fine. "

"Yeah." Fei Sun nodded, looked at Ye Linger, and said with a smile, "It happens that we haven't competed yet, so let's consider tomorrow's match as a competition."

"Okay." Ye Ling'er heard this, the corners of her lips curled up, her face was full of tenderness.

"Friendship comes first, competition comes second, you two are a good comparison." Luo Huoqin patted the two of them on the shoulders.

Little fan of Huoqin: What a pity, I still want to see all my friends advance to the top ten. QUR
(End of this chapter)