People Are Writing Diaries In Douluo, Qian Renxue Is Spoiled

Thinking about such things.

The girls couldn't help but look forward to it.

Through Wei Feng's perspective at this time, he saw that the host Doudou had flown into the air.

It was very inexplicable, and I felt anxious in my heart.

Why hasn't this crappy game started yet?

Wei Feng has made it clear that he wants to live a good life. Can we start to make us healthy?

In the corridor next to the competition stage.

The three girls, Xiao Wu, looked at the contents of the diary copy.

Thinking that the game was about to start, my original confidence suddenly felt a little lacking.

Copy of diary.

Xiao Wu said: "Brother Wei Feng, why did he suddenly become so evil? What kind of game is he commentating on?"

Zhu Zhuqing said depressedly: "I guess he saw that Tang San was not in a good mood right now. He was targeting Tang San, but it feels like we are all on the receiving end."

Ning Rongrong said: "Huh, fortunately I don't have to play in the game today. I feel that Brother Wei Feng's commentary must be a bit overwhelming."

Xiao Wu said resentfully: "Rong Rong, are we still good sisters?"

Ning Rongrong: "..."

Science has proven that when people are distracted to do other things, they will not feel the passage of time.

During these conversations, the three Xiaowu girls did not realize that it was time for them to compete.

In the host Doudou's exciting "Invite the Shrek Academy team and the Elephant Academy team to enter" speech.

The lights in the corridor suddenly became extra bright. Tang San and Dai Mubai looked at each other, and the two of them greeted a few people and walked to the competition stage.

At the same time, everyone from the Elephant Academy team also walked towards the competition stage from another corridor.

"Xiao San, are you sure there is no problem? Should we deal with it according to the same tactics as before?" Dai Mubai asked softly beside Tang San.

Tang San hesitated for a moment, and his eyes once again saw the huge billboard beside the competition stage.

Looking at the spirit master of Wuhun Palace on the billboard holding a rough embryo of a concealed weapon, he vaguely felt that this posture seemed to be a posture he had once had.

The more this happened, the more uncomfortable he felt.

"Boss Dai, don't worry!"

"I will coordinate my own situation and still make arrangements according to the previous tactics!"

Tang San took a deep breath.

Although his mood was ups and downs, there was no hint of stage fright on his face.

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing were the ones to take the stage this time, not far away listening to the conversation between Dai Mubai and Tang San.

The strange looks in the eyes of the two women became more and more obvious.

"I invite students from both teams to activate their martial spirits!"

As all the members of the two academy teams appeared on the stage, the host Doudou shouted again.

In the packed auditorium, people from all over the place who came here to watch the game started drinking wildly again.

In the noisy cheers, you can hear many voices cheering for Shrek Academy.

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing activated their respective martial spirits, but their thoughts at this time were not here.

"Zhuqing, I feel that Wei Feng is about to start. Look at the way he is ready to go, he seems to be impatient." Xiao Wu said worriedly in the copy of the diary.

Zhu Zhuqing was dumbfounded: "Xiao Wu, it's already reached this point. We can only bite the bullet. We can only hope that Wei Feng mainly explains Tang San and never talks about us."

Xiao Wu was silent: "I hope so. I feel that there are many people who have obtained copies of the diary. If it comes to us, it will be so embarrassing if someone catches us in the future!"

In the Tiandu Imperial Palace.

Qian Renxue looked at the situation in the Tiandou Great Soul Fighting Arena as if she were on the scene.

Feeling that very strange feeling, she also paid attention to Wei Feng from the perspective of the screen recording.

He leaned forward slightly, looking ready, which made her smile.

This smile is not mixed with any hypocrisy, it is the kind that comes from the heart.

"This Wei Feng actually has the ability to explain games. I wonder how he would explain such a game."

"I'm obviously obsessed with him, but I didn't expect that he would make me fall deeper and deeper."

But then I thought about Wei Feng's previous actions.

The sudden smile on Qian Renxue's face stiffened again.

"What nonsense am I talking about?"

"Am I becoming more and more fascinated by Wei Feng?"

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. After Uncle She customizes the knife, he must see how powerful I am!"

There are many random ideas.

Qian Renxue muttered to herself while continuing to look at Wei Feng, who was completely prepared.

At the same time, the latest content also appeared in the copy of the diary.

[The Soul Master Competition is really boring. What kind of competition process is this! ]

[Look at this, you still want to invite both parties to open martial arts? In this real life-and-death battle, do you have to go through the motions of opening a martial arts spirit and striking a pose? ]

[It is obviously a deformed world. Everyone is almost a lower class person in the eyes of the aristocracy, but they still want to play with the tricks of the aristocracy. ]

[But Tang San's posture of opening his martial spirit, look at the blue silver grass coming out of his palm, it really fits the special arrangement on my billboard. ]

[Tsk, what Tang San is holding is Blue Silver Grass, what our Spirit Hall model is holding is a rough embryo of a concealed weapon, I don't know what is going on in this little wolf cub's mind right now. ]

[It's a pity that I can't conduct a heart-felt interview with him right away. ]

[Although I want to laugh a little, I have to say that Shrek Academy's opening of martial arts does have some flavor. ]

[Compared with the martial spirit of Elephant Armor Academy, why can't I control my complaining spirit so much? ]

[If it weren't for the fact that the Elephant Armor Sect behind the Elephant Armor Academy is a subordinate force of our Spirit Hall, I really wouldn't have the eyes to see it! ]

[But speaking of which, my wife, Xue'er, is in Tiandou City. Does Sara, my wife, Qian Renxue, specially arrange things for the Elephant Academy? ]

[According to her aesthetics, hasn't it been mentioned in the past that the Elephant Armor Academy's use of martial arts seems a bit unsightly? Could it be that beneath her beauty, her true sense of aesthetics is nothing more than this? If that's the case, then I really despise her once. ]

[Just like the way Academy A activates the martial arts spirit, and the way it uses the first spirit skill to move forward, isn't this just pure dancing? ]

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What does this have to do with me?

Qian Renxue is waiting for Wei Feng to explain the game.

Looking at the updated contents of the diary copy, I saw that Wei Feng had indeed come online and started commentating on the game.

I haven't had time to fully appreciate the fun of Wei Feng's commentary game.

Just suddenly, with a sharp turn, the matter was directly blamed on her?

I just ate a melon in peace, and ended up eating it on my own head?

Watching a game with me, can you get shot while lying down?

Qian Renxue felt restless in her heart and looked at Wei Feng from the perspective of the screen recording.

What started as fascination turned into gnashing of teeth.

I, Qian Renxue, have a grudge against you or something.

While calling my wife, you despised me so fiercely.

Are you still a human being? !