Thinking of this, the pillar rubbed his short hair.

He shaved his head for this youth team game and wanted to start everything again, and now he feels a little prickly when he touches it.

Everything started all over again.

Zhu Zi saw the YQ team standing on the stage today and bowing to Tong Yaoyao, and knew that the team he had built with everything he had done was still there and had not yet fallen.

Those people didn't all turn into waste.

He was still a little relieved in his heart.

At the same time, seeing an almost completely unfamiliar team, he felt a sense of relief in his heart, and in the end, he became relieved.

It's all gone.

Right now.

He is the author of D· The pillar of the R-squad is the pillar of the jungler father......

Ahem.

It seems a bit ambiguous to say that.

It is estimated that it will be replaced by D· The pet Yao madmen of the R team beat up.

Zhuzi's thinking was a little distant, and when he looked at Tong Yaoyao again, he continued to explain.

"They don't play match-fixing because they don't take the game seriously...... It's because ......"

"Because tomorrow is the master's birthday."

Rude words suddenly interjected, and his voice was always lazy, as listless as if he had just woken up, and as if he didn't care about anything.

It's the same now.

He spoke, one hand in his pocket, the cuff of which was loose enough to reveal a beautiful tattoo like a thorn on his wrist.

The same action, if Xing Quan or Mu Yao does it, it looks like a ruffian, and if Qiu Quan does it, it will be a cool cover.

The rude gesture looked very lazy, as if he was standing in the light of the setting sun, with the cliffs and the setting sun behind him, and the wind blowing the corners and cuffs of his coat.

He seemed to be able to fall down the cliff at any moment.

The expression is also beautiful, almost dreamy.

Rudeness is always unpredictable, but it is extremely sultry.

No one knows what he's like when he's serious, he doesn't seem to be interested in anything, but he can do it well.

Tong Yaoyao looked at Rude, and Rude also looked at Tong Yaoyao.

The rude eyes are slender, and they look like the last touch of cursive writing, and the tail pen is enchanting, and it looks good-looking and tight, and it is also very unique.

The two looked at each other.

The rude expression was a little unnatural, the hand in the pocket was a little tight, and he subconsciously kicked the stone on the ground first-

But he held back.

It's so naïve.

He wanted to look away, but he felt that "Master, don't be awkward?" What's wrong with my birthday"-

So he looked directly into Tong Yaoyao's gaze.

looked at Tong Yaoyao's little face.

He tried to pin his head away again, and muttered something special, special at the same time.

"Tsk, the master's woman is just good-looking, no, why do you look so good-looking? Hiss...... This straightforward little look, if it weren't for the young master's firm mind, he would definitely not be able to stand it. ”

He muttered, looked at Tong Yaoyao, and saw Tong Yaoyao's small mouth move, and hurriedly said.

"Tsk, what, do you want to celebrate your birthday with the master? No need, sir, I don't lack people for my birthday. ”

Tong Yaoyao understood, so she said to Rude.

"Okay, then I wish you a happy birthday."

Rude:......

Rudeness has the feeling of shooting yourself in the foot.

But he didn't know what to say, the corners of his lips twitched slightly, and then he pursed his lips and said.

"Tsk, okay, thank you for the blessings."

Tong Yaoyao gave this matter over.

He didn't take it seriously, turned his head and continued to discuss tactics with the pillar.

Rudely looked at the back of Yaoyao's twisted head, and suddenly, I wanted to slap myself!

Hiss.

Really......

Rude was annoyed, and suddenly heard a voice.

“**。”