That lounge became the place where everyone’s dreams set sail.

In the competition venue, all cameras are adjusted, everything is ready, just waiting for the team to enter.

At this time, all the fans stood up and surrounded on both sides of the road just to support him.

There is a huge banner on the side of the spade pink. Below the banner is a beautiful lady standing upright.

She looks about thirty years old, with light brown curly hair in medium length, scattered on both sides, her eyes are very big, and her workplace skirt seems to be assured as long as she stands there.

The other spades were very cute, one by one, stretching their heads, the quietest among all the fans, but those pairs of eyes revealed light.

Finally, someone came out of that side!

All the lights gathered, and a horizontal line was opened.

There were eleven people in their battle uniforms, like the commander of Star Trek, exuding handsomeness from the inside out.

But this time the difference is that the people who led the entire team changed from Qin Mo to Bo Jiu.

The young man had black eyes and silver hair, and was holding a white cat in his hand. Although he was not tall, he gave people a sharp and unparalleled ice blade feeling.

In an instant, the venue was boiling!

Solidarity begins here.

The live broadcast opens and it’s red.

However, just as Bo Jiu just walked into the arena with his team members.

A man suddenly rushed out, holding the coke in his hand and poured it on the boy: "I'm so hilarious about a bent man who treats fans like this!"

No one expected such a change.

Even Feng Yi was stopped and even a blank appeared in his mind.

Sister Gui stood far and couldn't walk here at all.

Mainly, after this person, three spades were surrounded.

"I'll ask you, why do you..."

No one listened to what they said.

Everything is in public.

Such questions are infinitely magnified and recorded in the camera.

The boy stood there, the water droplets dripped along his short black hair on his clothes, and put on his smoky makeup and was a little wet with the water. So many people were watching, so many shots were filmed, and such a embarrassed picture.

The real spade fans stood up in an instant.

The excited eyes instantly turned into heartache.

Because the boy has never been treated like this.

The white cat is still hanging in Bo Jiu's arms.

On the other side of the camera, I was looking forward to the boy's loss of control.

Han Susu mixed in the crowd and watched this scene.

What is surprising is that the boy did not lose control, and he did not even pick up the other person's collar and crippled him.

It’s not because Bo Jiu is so kind, but because she knows very well how important this game is, so important that she has to endure it.

Coke was still dripping, and Bo Jiu raised his hand and pressed his silver hair over, like a Greek male god stepping into the fighting arena. His slender legs, completely black uniform, and his lips slightly raised. Even if he was embarrassed, he was still so arrogant that he was heart-wrenching.

"You guys like me very much?" the boy raised his eyebrows and asked the two or three fans.

The fans were very aggrieved: "Think about it yourself, how did we support you, but what happened to you!"
Chapter completed!