Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming

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"What's wrong? Cong Nianwei? This early?"

A shirtless man with only a pair of pants, Qin Guan walked out of the house with his eyes rubbed in his eyes like this: "Dingling sugar palms, what's so funny outside?"

The appearance of another person in the room directly turned the person who saved the hero outside the door into a petrified state.

The Massachusetts trio did not mistake the Qinguan dormitory at all, but this dormitory was where the two lived together.

"A good morning kiss, huh..."

Qin Guan with some messy hair, cradled Cong Nianwei's shoulder, came on the forehead, and then inadvertently swept the doorway with the corner of his eye.

"What's wrong? Who are they?"

"I don't know. As soon as I opened the door this morning, the three of them rushed over and you saw it, and it's like this now."

Qin Guan squatted down with Cong Nianwei's voice, pulled the mechanical clip at the door with his arm, and twisted the cloth on the Massachusetts No. 3 with a special draw, and then dropped it extremely disgusted.

Then Qin Guan clapped his hands and turned to push Cong Nianwei into the house: "Don't care about them, the characteristics of the MIT people, just welcome the new prank, alas, what will we eat in the cafeteria later?"

Qin Guan closed the door at the door.

The trio outside the house, as the door rang, seemed to hear a heartbreak...

Why do famous flowers always have a master, flowers always have cow dung, and pigs always have cabbage?

Do not! You can never give up like this. Goals with goalkeepers will also score goals. As long as you are determined, the spoon can dig down the wall.

So these three people looked at each other tacitly, using the school cafeteria as a basic starting point, and intended to understand the details of the number one enemy beside their goddess.

The transparent sales window began to show scattered people, and the sight of the Massachusetts trio has always been placed at the entrance of the canteen.

The shallow wind brought the only coolness in summer, and a team of strangers slowly walked into the cafeteria.

"You said I was dazzled. I wanted to see the goddess, but I couldn't keep my sight away..."

"You have no dazzle, I only noticed that Saobao..."

Not only the three living treasures, but the sight of the person in the cafeteria naturally fell on the newly entered person.

He wore a refreshing white T-shirt with a large mysterious text printed on it.

The sun shone on his black hair, and the reflection was like divine gold. He was dazzling, warm and eye-catching, and walked into the cafeteria surrounded by a group of people.

With his smile, people's hearts are about to melt.

"I...XX, this is the boyfriend of the goddess? How is it different from what I saw in the morning?"

"Isn't it awake?"

"Does our attack plan still work now? The charm value of the three of us adds up to PK, but he is alone!"

"Don't worry... watch more, go around him and find out, there will always be weaknesses."

With the advancement of several people, a group of visitors from the Columbia University entered the classroom for academic exchanges. The three did not understand Qin Guan's resume.

When the Massachusetts trio looked at Qin Guan and Xu Xiaoxiao's boys from a distance on the playground, they found another large team of strangers, and they rushed into their campus. .

"I X, look at that group of people. Are they from Harvard University next door to us?"

"Yes! Enemy attack... Enemy attack..."

"What's the enemy attack, they meet with Columbia University."

Guess what to do. After the students of Columbia University evacuated yesterday, no matter whether they were excited girls or boys who were playing happily together, there was nothing more than meaning.

After hearing that they came to Massachusetts today, they immediately organized a delegation to continue their exchanges.

Of course, anyone who has nothing to do is here to learn. People are here to play. By the way, come to the MIT students.

Don’t talk about this group of people at Harvard. My favorite thing is to step on the little nerd here twice, and use the other’s worst sports to make them all envious and jealous.

Now that friends from afar have come to Harvard's back garden, how can this group of people do their best to the landlord's friendship?

"Ah, you look like they are quite familiar, what are you going to do?"

"This shameless group intends to play American football on the playground..."

"Is this a naked face? Even the worst brother in the Ivy League can play ball games on our playground..."

Think about it and suffocate.

But in the end, MIT, who loves mischief, discovered the mystery of them as soon as their three heads turned.

"You go to gather more people... like this, like this."

"Go and bring the thing we made last time..."

"Oh! It turns out you want this...too bad, I like it."

Along with the discussion, the crowd began to get busy on the sidelines. The Qin Guan group and the Watt group in the field represented the amateur competition of the two schools in full swing.

"Alas, Watt, have you noticed that the number of people on the sidelines has become more and more?"

"Huh? Probably attracted by our unique charm?"

Speaking of Watt here, don't forget to roll up his sleeves towards the grandstand next to the playground, revealing his strong shoulder muscles.

Then, under the scream of a man, a big-footed kick came. The football deviated from the original trajectory at a very high speed and rolled out of the field.

"Alas, your ball."

Massachusetts No.1, with a face of worship, picked up the rugby and handed it to Watt who came to pick up the ball.

"Thank you, I'll sign you after playing..." Watt, who had no doubt, walked happily to the center of the field with a football.

"Qin Guan, you are careful, watch my quick ball!"

The two people who were close together went wrong in an instant, and Watt kicked the ball with a strong effort.

"Boom!" It's a pity that what waited for him wasn't the chic passing and the perfect flight of football, but the ball in his hand exploded in a weird form.

A smoky smoke passed, and the people inside and outside the venue who were frightened saw the watt that was still smoking in their hair, with a face of soot, standing in the middle of the playground.

The wreckage of a football that had been split into two halves was lying quietly at his feet. With the coughing of Watt's coughing cough, the center of this broken ball wreck suddenly rose up and fluttering A small balloon.

As the balloon went higher and higher, a banner made of small colored strips spread out with the breeze.

"MIT! Long live!"

‘Pooh hahaha, this is good, take a snapshot...” (to be continued.)