The queen of the campus: Su Ye, handsome

Chapter 9

Su Yue was a bit impressed with this person who was fighting. He was there when he helped Wangmeng play the PK match for the first time. He seemed to be using a tank, but was beaten into a dog by Su Yue. Moreover, his techniques and techniques were really ordinary, not a master. Su Yue can beat him one-on-one in a few minutes, but time does not allow, she has to rush to school for class.

Giving the phone to Tang Qing, Su Yue said: "This is the address where my mother is hospitalized. Send some lean meat porridge. She can't eat greasy food."

"No problem." Tang Qing was very happy.

Su Yue picked up the money on the table and counted, "Fifty is missing."

"What's missing?" Tang Qing's face collapsed.

Su Yue said: "Fifty for one round, three hundred and fifty for seven rounds, forget it, you pay for the lean meat porridge, I'm going to school."

Regardless of what the Zongheng people said, Su Yue hung up the phone in the eighth game, took the money and took the bus back to school.She didn't have lunch, she was a little hungry, so she went to the supermarket in front of the school to buy a bucket of instant noodles and milk tea.

"Damn it, this bastard actually hung up the phone, I'm so mad, I'm so mad!"

A pig-killing roar came from behind, followed by a loud snap.

Su Yue turned her head and saw Lu Ziqi with a bruised face slamming her phone.

"Ugly, what are you looking at!" Sensing that someone was looking at him, Lu Ziqi shouted.

Su Yue sized up Lu Ziqi with her curvy eyebrows, and agreed, "It's quite ugly."

"What do you mean?" Lu Ziqi didn't understand.

Su Yue smiled slightly: "literally."

Lu Ziqi, who was relatively slow to react, saw the sleazy smile on Su Yue's face, and realized that Su Yue was scolding him, rolled up his sleeves and walked up.

But at this moment, a pair of slender white hands grabbed Lu Ziqi's hand, and he looked at the handsome boy's cheek in surprise, "Why stop me?"

"Don't be as knowledgeable as her." The warm and pleasant voice, like the sound of silver bells echoing in the empty valley, is sweet and moving.

Lu Ziqi said, "Look at her virtue!"

Jiang Shaochen's sharp eyes moved away from Su Yue, and when he thought of the love letter she gave him, he felt chills all over his body, and even his tone changed: "She has a problem with her brain, and you also have a problem with her brain?"

Lu Ziqi felt that what Jiang Shaochen said was right, and after glaring at Su Yue, he picked up the mobile phone on the ground, paid the bill, and walked away, complaining as he walked.

"Shaochen, why don't you go to the guild to have a look. Recently, Wangmeng has produced a very skilled male anchor. What is his name, the Great Demon King?"

Jiang Shaochen pronounced the words Rulan: "It's just a small [-]th-line anchor in the online game guild."

Lu Ziqi said: "That's what you said, but the big devil is completely different. Do you know that the big devil picked Lian Yi four games in a row at noon today, and he couldn't fight back. It's really weird."

"You know how Lian Yi's skills are in our guild. Even if our vice team came to fight him, the chances of winning a one-on-one match are [-] to [-], but that big devil is just like a God of War. He will lose face if he hits one. Already!"

Jiang Shaochen slightly raised his red lips, "So you want to tell me that's why you lost?"

Lu Ziqi said: "Can I be blamed for this? Wangmeng hung up the phone and called me a weakling. That stinky and shameless little boy had better not let me know who he is, otherwise I have to drag him out and beat him up."

Jiang Shaochen smiled lightly, and his voice was seductive: "That depends on you being able to beat him."

"That kid has a fake mother's face. I'm not bragging. I can hit two with one punch."

Fearing that Jiang Shaochen would not believe it, Lu Zi ran to the live broadcast room of the Great Demon King strangely to find his photo, but found that it had disappeared.

(End of this chapter)