Chapter 640： Ming Zong's large circle fan site 11

The Qiaoran fan, who had just received Jiang Chen's cp fan connotation, was speechless, and immediately ridiculed Jiang Qiu.

[This is the person that hacker Z appreciates? this one? this one? 】

[It's like blowing something. I participated in three games and lost three games. I really laughed. 】

Jiang Qiu's fans took a sigh of relief because Jiang Qiu had been losing. Seeing these ridicules at the moment, wherever they could stand it, they immediately sprayed it back.

[Laughing to death? No matter what, my brother is better than your Ming father. I really don't understand where the courage is to mock us. 】

[Jiang Qiufen don't pay attention to these people, because he is not good at focusing on the heat, and it is the first place to find a sense of existence. 】

【? ? Better than my Ming father? Is Jiang Qiufen crazy one by one? 】

When the fans on both sides were pinching each other fiercely, the computer screen in front of the students suddenly went black, and a very funny smiling face suddenly appeared in the center of the screen.

Whether it was the students in the classroom or the netizens watching the live broadcast, they were all silent for an instant.

There was a bad premonition in everyone's heart, and then, it also confirmed everyone's conjecture at the moment, a string of English slowly appeared under the smiling face, it was the foreign team that satirized their technical junk, and its contemptuous attitude was simply To overflow the screen.

Those people even wrote that the dogs in their house are much better than them.

The faces of everyone present turned ugly.

What are these gringos talking about?

Jiang Qiu looked at the funny smiling face on the computer and sneered, "These people are so boring!"

He pushed aside the chair and got up, copying his pockets, his expression was obviously displeased: "The quality of this kind of person who does not respect his opponent is worrying, I will not play with them."

Shen Mumu was taken aback, and then got up.

Jiang Qiu passed her and went straight out: "I'm sorry, I'll go out and breathe."

At the moment, the most confusing is the program group. Who would have expected such an accident to happen suddenly, not only did not film Jiang Qiuxiu's operation, but at this moment all these ridicules were broadcast.

Netizens exploded as soon as they saw the irony.

[Damn, these people are too much! ! 】

[I'm so angry, **** them? ! 】

[Why did Jiang Qiu go out? ? What are you talking about? Let's **** up these people together! 】

At the moment, the most angry is the students. It was when they were young and arrogant, they were different from Jiang Qiu who didn’t play with them. After seeing these ridicules, these students chose to follow them without hesitation. Tough.

The quiet room was filled with the sound of typing on the keyboard again. The teenagers pressed their lips tightly and stared at the screen with serious expressions.

However, the strength of the opposing team is indeed strong, even if there is no such thing as Jiang Qiu now, they will struggle to deal with it.

There are three games and three losses before, and netizens have no hope for their counterattack, especially now that Jiang Qiu has given up directly, it seems even more hopeless.

The atmosphere in the classroom was tense. Ming Siran watched lazily, with his long legs folded and a lazy posture. He obviously had no intention of intervening.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a scorching sight falling on him.

The man's eyelashes moved, and when he turned his head, he saw Luo Qiaozheng staring at him brightly.

Ming Siran: "..."

Two seconds later, he turned his head expressionlessly, pretending not to see it.

Seeing that he ignored her, Luo Qiao raised her leg and kicked him.

Ming Siran turned his head and saw Luo Qiao's excited eyes as if three words were written.

Luo Qiao: Chong Chong Chong! !