Chapter 308: Are you a Y.G. fan at the same table?

Chapter 308 At the same table. Are you a Y.G. fan?
"If you want me, I won't pay attention to Pei Yunge. She came to our school and didn't see how good she was, just a lucky bastard."
The girl sneered.
The two people listening behind each have their own thoughts.
Reya's blood seemed to freeze.
She once thought that she was only a little worse than Qin Youjiao, and that Qin Youjiao could no longer compare to her after leaving the Qin family. But now...
Suddenly, Cheng Zihuai smiled softly, "Unexpectedly, Jiaojiao turned out to be so powerful, and she could even get the invitation letter for Ni Li's eighteen ladies' ball."
Lei Ya's cold voice stiffened, "But this dance party...have never invited celebrities from our country..."
Moreover, even the pro-eldest lady of the Qin family is not the first lady in the country, nor is she qualified to enter this level of dance.
"So Jiaojiao is amazing, she always has a way to make people look different."
Cheng Zihuai smiled and patted Lei Ya on the shoulder, feeling very good, "However, Ya Ya, you are also very good."
When Reya heard this, there was no smile on her face.
So, is Qin Youjiao a person who will never forget?
Only she can become the focus of the crowd?
...
Class seven.
Lu Yuansi could not help but sigh, playing with the main map, "This Y.G. is really an animal, and he can make such a setting."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Yuansi got a palm of his tablemate on the back of his head.
Lu Yuansi: "..."
Why do these women have a soft spot for the back of his head?
"Why are you hitting me?"
"I hope you can speak something human." Pei Yunge glanced at him with a chilly gaze.
"..."
It didn't take long for Lu Yuansi to react, and his eyes lit up, "At the same table, are you a fan of Y.G.???"
Pei Yunge: "...No."
"Are you still pretending? It's not your idol. What's wrong with me scolding her? This is a good game, she made it like this, shouldn't you..." scolded?
Before Lu Yuansi finished speaking, he silently shut his mouth after feeling the murderous look in his tablemate.
"..." He is clearly a fan, so I can't say it!
Lu Yuansi's eyes complained.
"You can't play." Pei Yunge corrected.
Lu Yuansi smiled slightly, "Oh, who will I not play? No one is better than me, okay?"
Pei Yunge didn't talk nonsense, so he took Lu Yuansi's cell phone and started another round.
Seeing this scene, people who hadn't seen Pei Yunge playing the main map before, gathered around.
As a result, it took Pei Yunge less than twenty minutes to clear all the customs.
The total points are the same as [Y.G.], which is a perfect score! ! !
Everyone: "???"
"This...really someone can pass the level." The boy behind was somewhat unspeakable and complicated.
Lu Yuansi is directly petrochemical.
He played for so many days and didn't make the top 100, staying in the low score circle. This time, he suddenly ranked second, and many people came to ask him.
Some ask for operation, and some ask him to bring it.
Lu Yuansi swears, thinking about whether he can continue playing with this perfect score.
"Look, it won't take long, you have to play seriously." But the tablemate next to him was still gentle and serious.
Everyone: "?"
Listen, is this what people say? ?
They have been playing for several days, are they not serious enough? ? ?
Finished.
Pei Yunge couldn't help but curl her eyebrows, a little dissatisfied with the main map headquarters, quietly repairing her game difficulty.
If it hadn't just tried it, I wouldn't know about it.
(End of this chapter)