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Chapter 182 Poster

"What labor and management are talking about is her age!!!" Chen Feng was completely speechless to Wu Liang.

It seems that Wu Liang’s father is very self-aware, so this name is so right!

This guy is so unscrupulous!

"Oh, age!" Wu Liang smiled, "Age is not a problem, I don't mind her being too young."

Chen Feng glanced sideways at Wu Liang and said, "I thought you were too thick-skinned."

Fortunately Xu Moyi was not here, otherwise he would have been waiting in the bombing zone after hearing what Chen Feng said.

This thick-skinned person actually despises the thick-skinnedness of others?

Do you want face?

While the two were chatting, it was Wu Liang's turn to introduce himself.

After this guy walked up, he put on a look that he thought was handsome and said: "My name is Wu Liang, but I am definitely not unscrupulous. I also like to play games.

Well, he is an Internet addicted boy."

After saying that, he deliberately glanced in the direction where Song Hana was sitting.

"This kid, his expression is too obvious." Fan Jian curled his lips in disdain.

One claims to be an Internet addicted girl, and the other claims to be an Internet addicted boy.

Anyone with a discerning eye can guess what you are paying attention to in your heart right away!

"Hey, mistress, it's your turn!" Fan Jian looked at Wu Liang, who was slowly walking over, and quickly reached out and patted Chen Feng on the shoulder.

"Don't be a mistress! You are a mistress!" Chen Feng was speechless.

Could it be said that in these four years, we have to spend a wonderful college career in the name of a junior?

Chen Feng passed by Wu Liang and slowly walked onto the podium.

"My name is Chen Feng!"

After saying that, he didn't have any idea of ​​introducing any other interests and hobbies of his, and he started walking back as soon as Wu Liang sat down.

The speed was so fast that the whole class was stunned.

"Damn! You kid can't see it, you're just showing off!" Liu Youcai thought about it carefully and finally came to this conclusion.

The others all gave their names according to Miss Hana Song's name, and talked about their hobbies and interests.

When he arrived at Chen Feng's place, he immediately reported his name!

Just like the barrage in the live broadcast room, there was originally unanimous agreement, but suddenly I objected!

Naturally, this can easily attract others' attention, which is Liu Youcai's invisible pretense.

"Hana, the guy who hit you is called Chen Feng. Let's remember it. We must deal with him properly when we find opportunities in the future." Yu Qian said to Hana Song in a low voice.

"Yeah! Of course!" Song Hana nodded, then looked back, "Strange, the eyes are so familiar, just like the poster hanging by my bedside, but it lacks a kind of self-reliance.

His aura and the look deep in his eyes seemed to be very tired."

Song Hana thought of the poster on the bedside of her room and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

In the poster, a thin man wears a black mask, revealing only a pair of black and white eyes, showing a arrogant look.

His body was slightly tilted, at forty-five degrees.

What he held in his hand was the championship trophy of the domestic "King of Guns" game at that time, which he held in front of him with one hand.

On both sides were fans with their hands raised, shouting, jumping, or looking excited.



Song Hana leisurely remembered that day, that not so strong figure, under the spotlight of everyone, step by step from the red stall in the center of the crowd to the high platform.

There was a group of "King of Guns" fans around him who kept cheering for him, and the flashing lights were like lightning and thunder before the storm, snapping and snapping.

Finally, the people walking on the red carpet stepped onto the steps of the podium step by step.

One step... one step.

First order...first order.

Finally, he walked to the trophy placed in the center of the podium, held it with one hand, turned around and raised it in the air.

The look in his eyes at this moment was called arrogance!

Because...he is invincible in the country!

At the same moment, Hana Song, who was in the crowd with an equally excited expression, quickly took her camera and clicked the shutter of the camera.

Captured this moment.

Then, the poster appeared on the bedside of her room.



"Hey, hey, mistress, look at the goddess looking at me!"

Wu Liang quickly sat up straight, took out a comb from somewhere, and combed his hair very stinkingly.

The authorities are confused, but the bystanders are clear!

Wu Liang thought that the goddess was looking at him, but from Liu Youcai's perspective, he could clearly see that Song Hana was obviously looking at Chen Feng, but it was just because Wu Liang and Chen Feng were so close that he had

Fantasy and visual errors!

To put it bluntly, it’s just daydreaming!

"I'm not looking at you! I'm obviously looking at my mistress, right?" Liu Youcai's rich voice sounded from behind the two of them.

Chen Feng was speechless: "..."

I promise you to use body weight to rank the sizes, this is a mistake!!!

Wrong! Do you understand?!

"Impossible, he's obviously looking at me!" Of course Wu Liang didn't believe it, and quickly smiled at the goddess in his mind who seemed to be in a daze.

Then... I saw Hana Song immediately turning her head away.

"Pfft..." Fan Jian laughed shamelessly at this time, his voice was so low-pitched that it made people shudder after hearing it.

"Wu Liang, you should have some acd in your heart!"

Liu Youcai also finished his attack at the side and said: "Xiaosi has the acd number in his heart, but he doesn't have the b number!"

"Go, go, go! The goddess must be looking at me. In terms of appearance, I am 10,000 times more handsome than my mistress!!!" Wu Liang retorted.

"Huh???" When Chen Feng heard this, he couldn't bear it anymore.

Brother, I have the potential to be a pretty boy, but you actually want to compare my handsomeness to me!

Just when Chen Feng was about to use his appearance to educate Wu Liang, let him know that he should respect his mistress...

Ah bah!

When you respect him as the third brother.

Then I heard the counselor's voice coming from the podium: "The few people sitting in the back have something to discuss later. Don't disturb the discipline."

"I have never impressed anyone in terms of handsomeness!" Chen Feng lowered his voice and tried hard to defend his appearance.

"Tch, mistress, I didn't attack you, just us..."

Halfway through Wu Liang's words, Chen Feng slapped him directly on the head.

"Who gave you the courage to call me Xiao San'er? It's okay for the boss and the second brother to call me. You have to call me Third Brother!"

"Okay, okay, the third brother is the third brother!" Wu Liang couldn't help but muttered, "Even if you are a pound heavier than me, you are not good at appearance!"

"How about you two make a bet?" Fan Jian suggested, looking at the excitement and not taking it too seriously.

"How to say?"
Chapter completed!
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