Now, how could she be reconciled?

"But I can't help it." Shen Zhaolou raised his eyebrows, raised his voice, and said with a smile, "in order for the school team to go further, I must be willing!"

“……”

"Xie Qingming is the last piece in the jigsaw puzzle of the position of our No.7 Middle school team. He is also the right and decisive piece."

"Xiaolou..."

"Uncle, didn't you criticize my life?" Shen Zhaolou winked at him.

Bang.

The last shot.

Smoke from the muzzle of the spark.

The only remaining 911 generator of the erudite school team died directly opposite him!

"Congratulations to the seventh middle school team for a good start in the second half and winning the pistol game." Fang Jingtang's voice poured into Zhang Ning's and Shen Zhaolou's ears, "how about a wave of celebration gifts?"

"I'll go! Piaoshen, what's your moral integrity? The winner is No.7 Middle School. What's the ghost who brushes gifts for you? " He detonated the barrage again.

"Hello, piaoshen, you are live on the official website, not on the live channel of your Jinggong team..."

How did the pistol Bureau win? Shen Zhaolou didn't look at it carefully.

Her fingers were clenched tightly.

As soon as Xie Qingming went up, she played so well. She was very happy and should be very happy!

"Why does uncle say that Xie Qingming is not good enough?" Seize the playback time, Shen Zhaolou asked Zhang Ning.

"From the beginning of the battle at gate a, Luo Jingzhi's Night X behind them didn't catch up, and the sound of Erhai tide was added, but there was a gap in the middle, so I could kill the sound of Erhai tide when I had a chance But Xie Qingming didn't Zhang Ning frowned and said, "it's strange that Luo Jingzhi is not in the state of the whole pistol bureau!"