All of a sudden.
Those IDs that were originally discarded filled the entire screen one by one.
"I'm in Jiangcheng, waiting for you to come back."
"I'm in Anseong, waiting for you to come back."
"I'm in the border city, waiting for you to come back."
"I'm in" It's just a minute.
Thousands of replies, one after the other, are growing at a rate that is visible to the naked eye.
Some people say that's the powder of spades.
Those who are active and look for the same shadow everywhere.
I just liked the shell and handsomeness of Z.
So because the other person is a little similar, they feel that it is the person they have in mind.
This is understandable, after all, the most important thing is to make yourself happy, no matter who you like.
But the real powder of spades only appears at such times.
Some of them are students, some are office workers, and some are newcomers who have just entered the society.
Suddenly, it stopped.
Some emotions that never numb away.
From the eyes welled up.
That group of people used to tell everyone one game after another.
What is survival in adversity, strong in the face of strength.
When you grow up, you will understand that nothing is easy in this world.
But you have to believe that we human beings have always been fireflies on the ground, and if we can't burn them all, we can make a comeback and pick up all the stars.
If you're really tired.
Then ask.
The dream in your heart, can you wake up again with this group of people?
When the news came out.
The T of spades, who had just been slapped in the face, didn't believe it at all.
But this does not affect the continued bundle of popularity.
The plan of the T of Spades is to stick to each other all the time.
But not all of them will be like those who like shells.
The T of Spades still doesn't get it.
The real Powder of Spades will not pay attention to her at all.
So this time, it didn't get much effect.
Those people are waiting for only one thing.
That is, is it true?
The group is coming back.
Is it true Right now.
In the center of Jiangcheng City, in a towering building.
One figure after another, pacing in.
There was a thud The base gate opened.
There was light coming in.
Rao Rong was still sitting in front of the computer, with headphones on his black hair and his side hand.
Qin Mo was dressed in a black and red battle uniform, standing in the center with his back to him, behind him, with the word Huaxia, with flames, hunting and flying, as if he could hear the vibration of his heart.
After hearing the door knock.
He looked back.
Caused by the gaze.
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These people are still the appearance of memory, and they are in their prime when they are young.
They all wore the same uniforms.
The cuffs are marked with a coat of arms that symbolize the country.
Standing in front of the door in a row, the cuffs flew up, as if smiling.
"It's all here."
Qin Mo opened his mouth, his voice was not flat or light, as if it was an exchange between old friends: "Then let's start." ” It's just a short sentence, but it seems to be able to shake something.
The aura brought out made the assistant who followed behind directly freeze in place.
However, it is not without reaction.
After all, as mentioned above, let him take care of the lives of these esports players.
It's just that that scene is too handsome.
The handsome assistant couldn't help but raise his hand.
There was a click, and the photo was formed.
Qin Mo stood at the front, and everyone behind him had light in their eyes.
The photo was posted on the official account.
The accompanying text is only one sentence.
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