MTL - National School Prince Is A Girl-Chapter 1712 First thousand nine hundred sixty nine

In the minds of many people.

That is really a group of gods.

It has assembled the best e-sports players in China and the Chinese team.

Just looking at the photo and the list will make people want to know more than a month before the start of the World Series.

How will they live and work together?

I am sure everyone is very handsome.

Zhao Sanfu does think that he is very handsome.

but!

"Qin Xinji, have you made a mistake, have you let us start at 8:30?"

Zhao Sanpeng looked at the time table that appeared in front of him, and there was always a feeling of entering the thief's nest.

The voice of Qin Mo is very light: "For the sake of your health, you will get up at this point in the future."

"Hehehehe, you must be joking." Zhao Sanfu turned to look at the side of the person: "You ask them, there are several who can come."

Thin Jiuqiu raised his hand lazily and smiled evilly: "I can't get up."

Zhao San fat: "Look!"

The sight of Qin Mo swept the past.

Thin Jiuyi’s face is serious: “Think about it again. If someone can guide me every day, I can still get up. After all, it’s never a dream to wake me up, but beauty.”

Zhao San’s mouth is pumping, and he should not count on the little spades!

She said it all in this way!

"E-sports did not get up early." Yin Wuyi also said that this matter should be discussed separately.

Coco yawned directly to express his thoughts.

Qin Moshou said: "At 9 o'clock at the latest, I have to see you in the living room have been washed, and are having breakfast."

"I have been losing weight recently. If I don't eat breakfast, I should be able to get up late." Zhao Sanpeng is also fighting for more sleep.

Qin Mo sat there, carelessly: "I heard that you especially do not like to eat bitter gourd, is it, fat god."

"Bitter melons don't like to eat." Zhao San fat blinked: "How? Qin Xinji, do you want to change our food?"

At this time, Lin Feng and Yun Hu are particularly quiet.

Well, don't talk.

Just quietly watching the world's first handsome fat jumped into the pit.

In fact, Lin Feng also wanted to talk at the beginning.

What he wants to say is the fitness problem, let him do forty push-ups every night. Is this true?

Just when he wants to speak.

Yunhu grabbed his wrist and picked his eyebrows.

That means let him observe first.

Think about it and ask the captain again.

Seeing that Zhao Sanpeng really did not fear to open his mouth.

He even admitted that he did not like to eat bitter gourd.

Does Zhao San fat not know?

Don't expose your weaknesses in front of the captain.

Because the captain will definitely make good use of it, then...

I haven't waited for the idea of ​​Lin Feng to fall.

Over there, Qin Mo opened his mouth again, and his voice was slow: "I don't want to get up early. From tomorrow, I will let bey prepare three cups of bitter gourd juice for everyone. If you haven't got up at nine, drink it."

Three cups... bitter gourd juice?

Zhao San's face has changed.

This is a joke!

"All closed ten training, starting at 9:30 in the morning, training is twelve o'clock, noon break time, do not want to run, you can also drink three cups of bitter gourd juice, and night push-ups..." Qin Mo said here, sweep The opposite person took a glance: "On behalf of China, there must be a little mental outlook. What do you say?"

They said that this is a thief!

Zhao Sanfu and Lin Feng took a look.

I don't know if it’s too late to say that I’m leaving!