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Chapter 532 She wants to have the body of the Great God even in her dreams

Wen Xun seems to be going out. According to the usual habit, clothes have to be changed every day, and they have to be washed immediately after changing. He is a patient with severe cleanliness.

At this time, Wen Xun just took off the black shirt with his back to Rorschach. From Rorschach's perspective, he could perfectly see Wen Xun's back muscles with perfect lines, as well as the exquisite butterfly bones and shoulder blades carved by knives. Very clear ridges and grooves, absolute full marks for body management.

Luo Xia couldn't help but "tsk tsk" in her heart, this figure... She wanted to have it even in her dreams...

Thinking about it, Luo Xia looked down at himself, um... male or female, not muscular, thinner, had vest line and four-pack abs before, and didn't know which sweet Yu Fei was caught by Wei Fanxi She can't eat any fried chicken.

Just as he was thinking about it, Luo Xia saw Wen Xun go to open the wardrobe he had set up in the co6 joint.

Although it was certainly not as large as Wen Xun's large dressing room of tens of square meters in his villa, Luo Xia was stunned the moment the wardrobe was opened.

She always thought that Wen Xun just didn't want to dress up, didn't change clothes very much, and didn't like the brand of clothes.

It wasn't until this moment that Luo Xia realized that Wen Xun was just plain monotonous, without the characteristics of life.

Because of Wen Xun's neatly arranged black shirts in the entire wardrobe, the similarity of each piece has reached more than 90.00%.

It looks the same, probably that's how it's used...

After Wen Xun changed his clothes, he briefly told Luo Xia about his recent affairs, when he was busy, and when he would look for her, and then left directly.

After his birthday, Wen Xun still had the same... cold and heartless glacier face.

Luo Xia couldn't help sighing, she suddenly missed the great god who was deeply affectionate in every word yesterday.

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The finals are approaching, although RY79's game state this season has always been at its peak, and the pressure of the game is not that great, but with Jiang Lang's crazy attributes, crazy training features are still unavoidable.

However, these players of RY79 are all willing to get good results. If they can be runner-up, they will be runner-up, and if they are champions, they will be champions. Therefore, they are working hard.

This training game was very exhausting. In the morning, I made appointments with Jiao Chao, in the morning with Qing Ping Le, in the afternoon and afternoon I played with the first and second teams of the CO6 League, and at night I studied by myself.

In the evening, Zhou Weiqing came to co6, it was said to visit Luo Xia, but actually bought food for everyone in RY79, and brought some supplies for the girls specially for Luo Xia.

And at this moment, Qiye Yufei next to him was still joking with Zhou Weiqing after getting to know him these days, and Jiang Lang suddenly appeared in front of the training room without knowing when.

What attracted everyone's attention was that Jiang Lang actually pulled out a blackboard and just put it there, and put a box of chalk on the training table, leaning on his eyes slightly, as if he was going to give a lecture.

So Yu Biao, who was a scumbag, suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Jiang Lang in disbelief: "Old Jiang, what are you doing? Take this thing away, I feel sleepy when I see the blackboard!"

Hearing this, Jiang Lang glanced at Yu Fei lightly, couldn't help but rolled his eyes, then patted the table slightly, and coughed twice after everyone's gazes came to him.

Then Jiang Lang solemnly said: "Everyone, finish the meal within 5 minutes and deal with personal problems, and give lectures on time at 07:30, and talk about the method of targeting individual people in geographical location."

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other in a daze.

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And soon, 5 minutes passed, and Jiang Lang drew a more classic game map format of "The Lost City" on the blackboard with his bare hands.

Rorschach made two cups of coffee, one for himself, and one with extra sugar for Wei Fanxi.

Seeing that everyone was there, Jiang Lang cleared his throat and started: "It will be the finals soon, and the teams of the finals are all familiar to you, and the starting lineup is still the same old stuff, so we have to do something targeted this time." train."

As he spoke, Jiang Lang actually began to draw forms on the blackboard.

It is no exaggeration to say that the few people who originally thought that the finals were too stressful and insomnia suddenly became sleepy at this moment.

Yu Fei, a tenth-level book sickness patient, lay down on the table, and was abruptly picked up by Uncle Yu Biao next to him.

"First of all, for the core output of these teams, let's name a few main people, Gu Cen, Tu Yin, Ivy Teng, Rong En, Yi Yu, Zhang Changan, Liu Xiang." Jiang Nan wrote all the names of these people in the on the blackboard, and then tapped with a pen: "Qing Pingle's style of play has always been the most aggressive, an absolute offensive type, so Gu Cen has always been the most tightly guarded by them."

As he said that, Jiang Lang drew a big circle on the blackboard, "So what we have to do is to find a breakthrough. According to past data, Qing Pingle usually chooses Yan Ke, who is a fisherman, to assist and protect Gu Cen throughout the whole process, so if we If you have the opportunity, you can choose to block people directly and simply.”

Jiang Lang had just finished talking about one person, and RY79 had obviously fainted.

Yu Fei collapsed on the computer desk, Wei Fanxi slapped a postgraduate entrance examination reference book on his face and didn't want to face such a thing of study, Lin Musen and Tang Xiaobing squinted his eyes over there, as if he could fall asleep at any time.

Luo Xia wasn't too sleepy, and was sitting upright, so Jiang Lang noticed Luo Xia's side immediately, and called Luo Xia: "Xiao Xia, do you have anything to say about Da Qing Ping Le?"

Hearing that the cue came to him suddenly, Luo Xia was obviously taken aback, but quickly looked at Jiang Lang, swallowed and adjusted: "Da Qing Ping Le... this..."

"Ah, I see. The two major cores of Qingpingle actually have rules to follow. Gu Cen's weakness is in the early stage, and his blood is thin and unable to withstand damage is an absolute weakness. So they are Tu Yin in the early stage. In the later stage, when Gu Cen gets hurt, Tu Yin can be directly used as a damage-bearing position, so we can actually infer that Qing Pingle's attack core is actually not that many, from the early stage to the late stage, it has been replaced by people."

After Luo Xia finished speaking with all these words, not only these people started to fall asleep, but even Yu Fei started to snore.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Lang was naturally a little annoyed. Without saying a word, he broke a piece of chalk, and then he pointed at Yu Fei accurately, and his head exploded instantly.

Moreover, he still exploded a bunch of heads one after another, Jiang Lang's posture of throwing chalk heads is not worse than that of filming movies, and they all have a 100% hit rate, which is sure to be that he is a professional and a generation of sniper.

At this moment, the surrounding people all raised their heads helplessly, and they all froze and scratched their heads and asked what happened in the sky.

And Wei Fanxi, who managed to catch Jiang Lang throwing the chalk end because he buckled the book, frowned and took down the book, "Old Jiang, don't draw pictures and give lectures, can't we fight hard then?"

(End of this chapter)