Chapter 1711

Suddenly.

Those IDs that were originally discarded filled the entire screen one by one.

"I'm in Jiangcheng, waiting for your return."

"I'm in Ancheng, waiting for your return."

"I'm in the border town, waiting for your return."

"I am here……"

But it was just a minute.

Thousands of replies, one after another, are growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Some people say that this is the powder of spades.

Those who are active looking for the same shadow everywhere.

I just like the shell and handsomeness of the Z.

So they will feel that because the other party has a little similarity, that is the person in their minds.

This is understandable, after all, the most important thing is to make yourself happy, no matter who you like.

But the real spade powder will only appear at this time.

Some of them are students, some are office workers, and some are newcomers who have just stepped into the society.

Suddenly stop.

Some emotions that were never numb.

Welling out from the eyes.

That group used to tell everyone game after game.

What is survival in adversity? When you are strong, you are strong.

When you grow up, you will understand that nothing in this world is ever easy.

But you have to believe that we human beings have always been fireflies on the ground. If we can't burn them out, we can make a comeback and pick up all the stars and stars.

If really tired.

Then ask.

Can the dream in your heart be awakened together with this group of people...

When the news came out.

The spade T who had just been slapped in the face didn't believe it at all.

But this does not affect the continued enthusiasm for bundling.

The T of Spades' plan is to stick to each other all the time.

But not everyone will be like those who like shells.

The T of Spades still doesn't understand.

A real spade fan would ignore her at all.

So this time, it didn't work.

Those people are only waiting for one thing.

That is, is it true?

The group is coming back.

is that true?

at this moment.

In the center of Jiangcheng City, in a towering building.

One after another, figures paced in.

Swish!

The gate of the base opened.

Light came in.

Rao Rong was still sitting in front of the computer, with earphones on his black hair, and his hands on the side.

Qin Mo was wearing a black and red battle uniform and stood in the center with his back. Behind him was the word Huaxia, flying with flames, as if he could hear the vibration of his heart.

After hearing the door knock.

He turned around.

By the eyes.

Bo Jiu, Xiao Jing, Lin Feng, Yun Hu, Luo Luo, Feng Shang, Coco, Lin Chentao, Yin Wuyao, Zhao Sanpang.

These people still look like memories, and they were in their prime when they were young.

They all wore the same uniform.

On the cuffs is the emblem of the country.

They just stood in front of the door lined up like that, with their sleeves flying up, smiling half-smiles.

"They're all here." Qin Mo opened his mouth, his voice uneven, as if it was a greeting between old friends: "Then let's start."

It's just a short sentence, but it seems to be able to shake something.

The aura brought out made the assistant who followed behind him stunned in place.

However, it was not without reaction.

After all, as it said above, let him take care of the lives of these e-sports players.

It's just that the scene is so handsome.

So handsome that the assistant couldn't help raising his hand.

With a click, the photo is formed.

Qin Mo stood at the front, and everyone behind him had light in their eyes.

This photo was posted on the official account.

The accompanying text is only one sentence.

The Huaxia team is officially established!