Captain Sun comforted: "Qingzi, you should also relax. King: He himself does look better... Hmm, compare.. It's ordinary, but the game is quite skilled, which is undeniable. ”

It took a lot of effort for Captain Sun to put down the word "ugly" in [more "ugly"].

Ye Qingshui's beautiful eyes drooped slightly, and his eyes were cold: "Captain, if we meet the WD team." Don't stop me, I'll clean it up. ”

Thinking of the last night, she ran like an idiot to fight with Xixi, Ye Qingshui's heart felt a chill.

The imaginary rival in her mind is actually a man, and he is still a big fat man...

This feeling is similar to what you think is the beautiful and elegant Xia Yuhe, and the opponent is actually Rong Mama......

From the perspective of the Blue Eagle team, Lu Zuoyu and the others could not be seen.

But I can clearly see the small-eyed, thin, thief-eyed "king", and I can also see the fat "Xixi", as for the one wearing a mask, it should be Mr. Shan.

Who would have thought that the king, who is admired by thousands of kings and glory players, actually looks like a profiteer.

Another teammate sighed: "No wonder, King, Xixi, Immediately Fei and Silence never show their faces." With their short and poor appearance, as soon as they showed their faces, netizens were so frightened that they smashed their computers and threw their mobile phones. ”

"King only exists in legends. Zhang Meng, don't make your dream come true, it's unappetizing. ”

"I thought Xixi was a beautiful little girl, Nima is actually a fat man of two hundred pounds, and she is still a man, hey..."

Zhang Meng grabbed the yellow hair on his head, saw the disappointed eyes of his teammates, and hesitated.

His great dream, the goal he has been striving for for the past two years, really can't give up at will.

Last time he played qualifying with WD, his Li Bai hadn't played at his full level, and he hadn't told King about his dream...

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Outside the restaurant, a dark red Ferrari slowly stopped.

The director of the organizing committee and the referee waited for a long time at the door of the restaurant, and when they saw the car, they hurriedly ran over.

The windows rolled open in an arc, and the black sunglasses blocked the angular face.

The director said respectfully: "Captain Li, according to your instructions, we will take special care of the WD team. ”

Li Huaiyu asked lightly: "Are you sure it's the WD team?" ”

The director nodded hurriedly and handed over the photo taken by his mobile phone: "The WD team ate in the restaurant at noon, and this is their photo." ”

In the photo, immediately Fei and Shen Yi were teasing the small-eyed man, and Lu Zuoyu's silhouette could be seen vaguely at the edge.

Li Huaiyu hooked his lips: "Yes, it's the WD team." ”

"Captain, don't worry, this team will definitely not become the champion of the Southwest Division." The director smiled meaningfully.

After a pleasant exchange, the dark red Ferrari disappeared outside the restaurant.

The director of the organizing committee breathed a sigh of relief and instructed the referee next to him: "Go and adjust the order of the battle, and squeeze the three groups of WD teams out of the top ten as soon as possible." ”

The referee was a little puzzled: "But the director, the three groups of WD teams are all players with only about 20 stars, and they don't feel like the rumored WD." ”

The director gave him a blank look: "Stupid or not, this is called low-key." The geniuses of the king's 100 stars, the trumpet must be about 20 stars, is it still a golden trumpet? ”

The referee nodded as if he understood whether he understood or not, and what he said seemed to be very reasonable, but there seemed to be something wrong.

Flipping through the photos on the phone, the referee looked at the small-eyed, profiteer-looking "king".

He's also half a King fan, and for some reason, he always feels that King's appearance won't be so ugly...