Who can I compete with?

In the end, Fang Yan licked his face and took away a box of bucket noodles and a pack of Chinese from the counter at the price of four yuan and five cents, which caused Song Xiaomei to curse again and again.

The next morning, Fang Yan, who was asleep, was woken up by a phone call from Song Xiaonuan.

"Dialect, don't be late today, I'll wait for you at your house, hurry up. The

dialect family lives in a two-story house, from the outside, not to mention that the four walls of the house are so exaggerated, but it also makes Song Xiaonuan, who has a superior family environment, frown. She held a breakfast in both hands, waited quietly, and several times mustered up the courage to go up, but finally dismissed the idea.

"How do you know that my family lives here?"

Fang Yan walked downstairs, touched Song Xiaonuan's head, and glanced back at his family's rented house, his face quite embarrassed.

Song Xiaonuan said dissatisfiedly: "I hate it, don't touch my head." The old lady told me, for you. The

latter quickly stuffed the breakfast into Fang Yan's hand, and playfully stuck out her tongue, and when she looked closely, her cheeks were still slightly red and swollen.

"Dialect, do you live here?"

she whispered, afraid of making Dialect angry.

However, his face was calm, and he didn't show anything because of this sentence, and Fang Yan said with a smile: "It's okay, except for the stinky ditch at the door, in fact, the scenery is still quite good, and the following is the farmers' market, if you usually want to buy something, you can take two steps." Fang

Yan didn't blame his father for the poor family environment, and it was his father's greatest effort to have everything he had today. Ever since his mother disappeared when he was a child to collect debts, the man has been in a state of collapse.

The TV series comes from life, Fang Yan didn't expect that the routines on TV really appeared in his family, rather than complaining, it is better to go with the flow, which is why he doesn't care about others saying that he is poor.

The two walked one after the other, and the tacit understanding between them remained silent, Song Xiaonuan suddenly spoke: "Fang Yan, don't you like to eat steamed buns?"

"Ah?"

Fang Yan was stunned, looked at Song Xiaonuan's expectant eyes, and hurriedly took a big gulp.

......

The college league, as one of the offline competitions initiated by Riot, is one step up to the Demacia Cup, which is often referred to as the second division. Today, when LOL has entered the sports program, countless school leaders have abandoned traditional concepts and become more and more important. Take the dialect of the third middle school, in order to prepare for today's friendly match, I had to take a half-day holiday in advance to prepare.

This is an annual feast for LOL players, and its popularity is second only to the World Finals.

In order to cooperate with the friendship tour of the Kunming University Athletic House, all high schools are suspended for one day today, and the first stop of the Kunming University Athletic House is No. 3 Middle School. When the school came

to the school gate, it was already surrounded by water, and a large number of teachers and students from other schools poured into the No. 3 Middle School.

"Tongues, you're here.

An Yanyu had a faint smile on her mouth, and said a word to the dialect, and the dialect nodded and saluted, and called Teacher An. Today she is in good shape, surrounded by many male teachers, directing the traffic at the school gate.

Many students stood on both sides of the road, wearing long uniforms in their hands: all the teachers and students of No. 3 Middle School warmly welcomed the visit of the Kunming University E-sports Club.

It was like some heavyweight leader came to inspect, and at nine o'clock, there were more and more students, and they were enthusiastic, shouting the name of the Kunming University E-sports Club loudly.

"Dialect, the teacher is going to get busy first.

An Yanyu felt a headache, and the Kunming University E-sports Club had not yet come, and the scene was out of control several times.

Fang Yan nodded, took Song Xiaonuan's hand and squeezed to the back of the crowd, looking at the scene in front of him curiously. Compared with other professional teams, the Kunda E-sports Club is just a third-rate team, and it is actually treated so highly?"

"Well, Sister Xiaonuan, where did you buy the buns, they are delicious." Fang

Yan grabbed the bun in one hand and the mineral water in the other, and the one he ate was called a relish, and it seemed that the arrival of the Kunming University E-sports Club had nothing to do with him, a student of the third middle school.

Thinking that she was about to see the woman who beat her yesterday, Song Xiaonuan felt a touch of fear in her heart, and clutched the sleeve of Fang Yan's shirt tightly. It is undeniable that that woman yesterday left a shadow in Song Xiaonuan's heart, so much so that she was afraid to see that woman.

"Brother Fang Yan, why don't we go, I promise you that you won't mess with the people of Class 9 in the future.

Song Xiaonuan lowered her head and spoke quietly, without her previous cheerfulness.

Kunda E-sports Club is something she can't mess with, she would rather admit defeat in front of Class Nine and swallow that slap into her stomach than involve the dialect and involve him.

Seeing the deep helplessness in her eyes, Fang Yan raised her hand and gently patted Song Xiaonuan's shoulder, and laughed softly: "I promised your sister, don't worry, I'll handle the rest of the things, you just need to watch from the side."

Song Xiaonuan pursed her lips

, grabbed Fang Yan's sleeve harder, and said, "Fang Yan, thank you." At

half past nine, the crowd became a sensation, and three Mercedes-Benz cars, escorted by the teacher of the third middle school, slowly drove towards the gate of the third middle school. The atmosphere completely exploded, and the crowd shouted the slogan in unison: "Kunming University E-sports, Kunming University E-sports." "

In the upcoming City Championship, the Kunming University E-sports Club is the hope of Kunming City, and there is more than one team in it, one of which is the most likely team to make it to the finals. Many leaders have vigorously cultivated Kunda E-sports, and even given each member of the E-sports Club some power.

In the midst of all the attention, the door of a Mercedes-Benz sedan in the middle was opened, and a pair of long, near-perfect legs protruded from the inside of the car. It is undeniable that this is the most reverie-intriguing pair of legs that Fang Yan has seen many women, and there is no one.

Even the tall and sexy An Yanyu is a little overshadowed compared to her.

"Is it her?"

When he saw the owner of the legs, Fang Yan's brows furrowed, wasn't she the one who was with her SOLO three times and twice?

At that moment, Fang Yan felt Song Xiaonuan's body tremble.

Qin Shishi got out of the car and looked around, she enjoyed this feeling of being in the limelight. In particular, some male teachers subconsciously stopped their eyes on their thighs, and she was most proud of two things, one thing was that she was a member of the Kunming University E-sports Club, and the other was her perfect long legs.

All her clothes were short skirts.

"Qin Shishi, Qin Shishi!" The

students boiled, on this day, Qin Shishi was called the first goddess of the high school city, indeed, from the perspective of physical condition, she has this qualification.

"Sister Xiao Nuan, among them, who slapped him?" asked

Fang Yan.

Song Xiaonuan looked back and forth, and finally stopped at Qin Shishi, and said fearfully: "It's her." The

principal of the third middle school greeted the Kunming University E-sports Club headed by Qin Shishi with a smile on his face, and under the stars and moon, Qin Shishi raised her head and walked towards the school.

With an inadvertent glance, Qin Shishi saw a face from the crowd, paused for a few seconds, and she walked towards Fang Yan under the eyes of thousands of people.

The crowd immediately made a way on their own, not knowing what the goddess was going to do?

Song Xiaonuan looked at Qin Shishi who was walking towards him in horror, and then hid behind Fang Yan, lowering his head and not daring to look at Qin Shishi.

Fang Yan took two steps forward and stood calmly in front of Qin Shishi.

Qin Shishi stretched out her white little hand and said with a smile: "Hello classmates, my name shouldn't be introduced, right? I watched the match between you and Class Nine that day, and Delevingne had a good time." If you want, you can join our Kunda E-sports Club, perform well, maybe I will give you a chance to evaluate the team reserves, how about it?"

From beginning to end, Qin Shishi looked at Fang Yan with a condescending gaze.

In the crowd, there were countless envious glances, and it was a great honor to be invited by Goddess Qin.

"I'll come, I'll come, I'll do.

Seeing that the dialect was silent, the anxious classmates all spoke in his place.

Qin Shishi looked at the dialect confidently, and the smile on the corner of her mouth remained unchanged.

In the next second, the words spoken in the dialect made the smile on the corner of Qin Shishi's mouth instantly freeze.

"What the hell is the Kunda E-sports Club? I haven't heard of it, it's just a third-rate team, and I'm not interested. The

noisy scene quieted down in an instant, staring wide-eyed, and finally under Qin Shishi's wide-eyed eyes, Fang Yan took Song Xiaonuan's hand and squeezed into the crowd and disappeared.

Qin Shishi was stunned and looked at the dialect that she said to leave, as well as her previous words, and didn't even leave her a little affection. What the hell is the Kunming University E-sports Club? What the hell is the Kunming University E-sports Club? This sentence has been haunting her ears.

An Yanyu's arm in the crowd was trembling because of nervousness, this guy really didn't give anyone face, she smiled bitterly in her mouth.

"Dialect, you're so handsome.

After leaving, Song Xiaonuan hugged Fang Yan's arm, and little stars appeared in his eyes.

Fang Yan smiled and asked, "How is it, then the one who forced you to give a few points?"

Song Xiaonuan said happily: "666666, Fang Yan, you are my idol."

Soon An Yanyu found the dialect sitting on the flower bed and chatting with Song Xiaonuan, she pulled up the dialect and said: "Little ancestor, do you know who you offended? Didn't the teacher tell you yesterday that the Kunda E-sports Club can't afford to offend."

Fang Yan shrugged his shoulders indifferently and asked, "Teacher An, when will they start the friendly match

?" An Yan was stunned for a moment, and said: "What do you mean? You don't really want to fight, do you?" Fang Yan, it's the entire professional team that came today, and each of them has been professionally trained, you can't win." Song

Xiaonuan rarely stood on An Yanyu's side and persuaded the dialect.

But the corners of his mouth kept smiling, and finally spoke: "Xiao Nuan, go and call Yang Yang and them, no matter who you call, you can get together four people."

Song Xiaonuan was a little dazed, nodded, and walked towards the first class with a blank head.

"Teacher An, please help us register for a class, thank you.

After saying that, Fang Yan put a cigarette in his mouth, got up and left.

It took a long time for An Yanyu to react: "Hey, classmates, smoking is not allowed in the school." "