Ke Zhou yelled at "roll" without cold.
“……”
Zhong Hanlin wants to cry, which is cruel!
……
Another person who secretly gritted her teeth when she saw this scene was Meng Qingyao. She and Wenrun came together to choose the best one. When she saw the warmth, she didn’t take it to heart. Compared with her, her warm clothes were casual and simple. Compared with her luxury and exquisiteness, she was idle and shabby. Of course, the two men around her were several times better than herself.
However, jealousy is also a moment, and she sneered in her heart. She wondered how warmth and high-profile left and right hugs would make others look at her. A philandering slut? Ha ha…
But then things didn’t turn out as she thought. Instead of looking down on the warmth, they were amazing and then directly evolved into envy, jealousy and hatred.
Why should she feel at ease when that absolute beauty, the man who turned all beings upside down condescended to wait on her? She must be deliberately showing off that she is pulling hatred!
Only by pinching her nails in her palm can she contain her jealousy and acid. She is Miss Meng Jia Er, and everyone in Beicheng envies the little princess. No matter where she goes, she is attracting attention. It is best for her to eat and wear, including people and things around her. This is what she should be decent and warm. As a result, these scenery that originally belonged to her seem to be gone.
Sometimes it’s as simple as hating someone, but even if she hates her face and maintains a perfect smile, her eyes are already cold.
Wen Run understands that if she is replaced by an ordinary man, the woman around her has a poisonous heart like a snake and a scorpion, but he is far away. On the contrary, he thinks that only such a woman can be worthy of her high position. How can she be soft-hearted?
So he leaned over and whispered a few words in her ear. Meng Qingyao’s face slowly burst out and a light burst out. When he finished, he teased and said, "She can be named Wen like you."
Wenrun holds her watch. "No one in this world is as important as you."
Meng Qingyao but smiled and said nothing.
Wenrun sneers at the bottom of his heart that he has not got the person he wants, and sooner or later he will pick these many northern flowers.
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Warm, but I don’t know that I am being thought about again. She is watching the end of the lottery. According to the order, the referees said that the basic rules should be stopped and no casualties should be caused.
But when ten groups of people really got into a fight, the scene was also difficult to control. They were all bloody people. Who has a good temper? Who wants to be beaten? You don’t need to cheer and shout. The more you fight, the more excited you are, and the more excited you are, and your fists and eyes are hurt. This is also very busy. Those referees keep walking around and yelling and stopping. Even one of them was beaten in the face when he went to pull, and he was carried away by the doctor in charge of the rescue.
The audience doesn’t care about this, and they like to see such a scene. What’s the point of fighting properly? Real swords, real guns, brilliant talents, constant applause and high atmosphere
There is nothing the organizers can do to turn a blind eye, or they will not come forward if they make great things.
Besides, besides the judges, there are ten masters sitting on the stage. Those small judges are responsible for watching the game and not killing people. It is they who really announce the win or lose.
They are all experts in Wulin, blazing with anger. Who wins or loses depends on the players. After a few moves, they will know that there is such a trick, and they will not let go of it. After all, martial arts is not only kung fu, but also martial arts is very important. That martial arts is a curse, and it is no different from fighting with hooligans.
The first ten groups of people played for more than ten minutes, and then they became warmer. At least they learned a set of boxing skills with magic, and they gave twenty years of skill. It can be seen that it is not wonderful to play the doorway, but it is also remarkable, because there is no equal master among these people. It will be interesting to watch the master fight.
Look at the expressions of those masters, and you can know that this level of fighting failed to enter their eyes, which means that the champion and runner-up in this competition have nothing to do with these popularity, but they are just accompanying Taitai to study and gather together for fun.
Soon, the second scene came again. This time, there was a group with a much higher level, which attracted most people’s attention, and the palms were warmer. The expressions of those masters also changed slightly.
Warmth, pointing to the two men, said with longing, "One of them is Zheng Jiawu’s younger brother, and the other one wears acrobatics and says Qingyun is Qingyun Martial Arts School? North City? "
I shook my head with longing. "My cousin in the Imperial City gave me a special note on this family. Although this martial arts school is very low-key, its strength is the most mysterious. His martial arts routines are also miscellaneous in the East and the West. Parents are eclectic. In the Imperial City, both the scale and the reputation are the biggest, and it is not easy to pay for martial arts. It is said that the conditions are very harsh, and even after entering, the rules make many people unable to stay, but it is extraordinary to stay."
Warm nodded "sand gold and then went to them …"
Behind the words, she didn’t say that she was fascinated, but she was very transparent and pinched her palm. "My cousin has privately checked the caller Handa in the back, but he hasn’t learned yet …"
"But what?"
Enthusiasm in the palm of her hand, writing warm and motionless, reading, waiting for him to finish writing, her eyes are deep, Han Da and Han Qi are brothers, Han Qi is the manager of Changle Palace, Jiang Gu is behind it, then the master behind Qingyun Martial Arts School …
Warm in my heart, I feel a little depressed. Jiang’s family is at the top of the country, and it’s so big that they are not satisfied. They have cultivated so much power secretly. What do they want?
The thinking field is already more than July 7th. Most people have already decided the outcome, and the remaining three couples are still insisting on staring at each other with red eyes, as if the enemy were timid and afraid of weakness.
This is the battlefield
Either the first world war is famous or people are interested in it. Who can scream without fighting?
Some tragic and sad wins are an inspirational drama Pengcheng Wan Li.
Five minutes later, there was a pair of beicheng Zheng family left in the field, and both of them were slightly injured in the imperial city Qingyun, but it didn’t affect the fighting spirit at all.
At this time, it is time for laymen to watch the lively pedestrians and watch the doorways.
She noticed that the expressions of the masters in Taiwan were dignified one by one, and she couldn’t guess anything. She was curious and wanted to ask the fascinating result and said "Qingyun wins" quickly.
The warm eyes flashed and asked casually, "How do you know?"
According to the emotional intelligence, it would be great to chat along this line. Who knows that the magical arrogant way "You can’t understand it if you say it, you just need to know the result."
Warm "…"
She shouldn’t have asked!
Those three people in the back are all heroes who shake their heads. This EQ is always so touching. They grab good cards, but they just break them up.
I was fascinated to hook up my lips and whisper in her ear, explaining the warmth to her. After listening, I rewarded people for peeling chestnuts themselves and feeding them to his mouth in person. How sweet it is.
Why don’t you feed him the magic hematemesis grass immediately? This is too special!
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Ten minutes later, the court finally changed. As expected, the guy in Qingyun Martial Arts School won. He was in his twenties. He had a face full of righteousness and facial features, and his eyes were very sharp. He pushed the player in Zhengjiawu Hall to the ground and buckled his neck, so he couldn’t move. His face was full of unwillingness and anger.
There was a warm applause from the referee. In the past, it was very atmospheric to pull two people to Qingyun. There was no winner who was proud and proud, and he rushed to the man to reach out his hand in a friendly way, but the man was not so broad-minded and struggled to support himself with a sullen face.
Sitting in Taichung, one person stands up and announces the victory of Qingyun. The words are full of admiration. The expression of two people sitting next to him is worth pondering. The warmth can’t help but ask "Who is that person?"
I am fascinated and explained to her that "that person is Zhou Hongyun, deputy director of the State Sports General Administration, who is in charge of various competitions in a country. Although there is not much reality, he is an uncompromising figure in this respect."