The floor that asked Bunny's name and felt that he was a bit like his own male god was chased to dozens of floors in minutes, and then the floor owner posted a photo of his own male god.
A generation of supermodel Hu Shuo, with a monstrous face and a golden-ratio figure, from a young boy in his twenties to a calm middle-aged man in his forties, time seems to take special care of him, there is no trace of time, only precipitation Down, the more restrained temperament made him look like old wine, exuding a mellow and strong fragrance, which lasted for a long time.
"I can't do it anymore, who is this, I fell in love with him immediately!!!"
"Male God, face me! I declare that from today onwards, both God KILL and Little Rabbit will become my concubines, and this is the empress of the palace!"
"Ah, incoherent. In the first twenty years of my life, I actually missed such a best in the world."
Mengyao simply re-opened a post, dedicated to Hu Shuo's pictures.
1L, LZ: That's right, my male god Hu Shuo, let me introduce you briefly. She is a supermodel and the CEO of Qingqiu Ye. Yes, and here comes the important point, take a closer look at the eyebrows and eyes of Bunny and my male god, do you feel a bit similar? They are all surnamed Hu, so I think there may be some connection between them. Of course, it may also be that I am overthinking. However, even if they have nothing to do with each other, the two beautiful beauties in the prosperous age, in my heart from now on, they are father and son, uncle and nephew, or even German orthopedics!
2L: Ah, I am willing to be this pair!
3L: I'm here, sister, from today, we're on the same side!
The whole floor is like another feast, Yangou's world is too real. Licking all the way to the 63rd floor, someone finally remembered that the original post of this post was from bunny.
63L: After talking for a long time, where is the hammer? No hammer, just talking like a fart? At this time, join CP to forcibly break the topic
64L: Why is it so discordant upstairs
65L: "I think it's possible. Do you still remember what Bunny wears most? It's Qingqiu Ye."
The next few hundred floors were full of faultfinders and dog lickers, until the 568th floor, a floor owner found some dry goods.
568L: That’s right, the host gave me some new ideas. So I went to find some luxury car records of more than 20 years. There are always some gossip news that will record all kinds of miscellaneous news about luxury cars, luxury houses and so on. So -- look what I found.
Aha~ an Aston Martin. /Image] [image
Look at this model, look at this spray paint, is it very familiar
Let's do a 3D comparison. / comparison chart
did you see it? It's the same car! Although some other things have been modified on the current car, the most basic structure still retains the structure of 25 years ago. Those friends who say, "It's impossible for a car in the past 20 years to be so new, don't rich people buy a new one?" tell you that they are willing to spend a lot of money every year to maintain and refit a car, even if it takes more time to maintain it than It's still expensive to buy a new one, but people are happy, can you control it!
Of course, I am not asking everyone to see the car. What is the point I want to say? This suspension supercar belongs to Pei Haoteng, president of PEI, so what is the name of our KILL god? Pei Peize. Their surname is Pei Ye, what a coincidence.
I will not talk about Pei Shi, no one should know, if there is - look at your terminal holographic network, look at the floating city in the sky, and look at your usual intelligent AI - I have said it so clearly, Do you still have a gangster who wants to share your experience with me
Let's take a look at bunny again. Old fans know that they have been playing together a long time ago. Calculate the age of the two of them, and it is completely true to say that it is a bamboo horse. Since the KILL god may be a rich man in the e-sports circle, then bunny is also very likely. Rich people's friends are also rich people. This logic is right.
The above is all my analysis, welcome to come to the bar, bring your dry goods, if we want to be a bar, we will be a little more exciting.
569L: There is too much information, I have to take it easy.
777L: Oh my god, if this horse riding is real, it's not a question of whether the face is swollen or not, even the head will be gone.
778L: So here comes the question, who can come up with a hammer to prove the exact relationship between Pei Peize and Pei Haoteng, Hu Luobei and Hu Shuo? It feels like it's going to be a headless case.
1339L: This is the biggest melon I have eaten this year. Wait—I don't know what the hell I'm waiting for, the press conference? Tomorrow, the Pei family announcement will say: Pei Peize is the heir of the Pei family
1521L: Only I want to know if Heizi is satisfied with the result? Do I need to call an ambulance remotely? I'm really afraid that Heizi won't be able to catch his breath and will just die like this.
As the number of posts increased, various app pushes, public account pushes, and e-sports lace news began to be forwarded. On the contrary, the larger and serious media, one or two shrank back, and they were stable, but they didn't move.
Lu Lusheng held the terminal in fear and asked Pei Peize: "What do you think should be done in the current situation?"
Pei Peize was sullen and said nothing. The terminal suddenly vibrated. Pei Peize picked up the terminal and called out, "Grandpa."
Pei Yanpei was sitting on the rooftop garden of his own house, and the butler made him a pot of tea. The old man squinted his eyes and said with a smile, "These two days have been very lively."
Pei Peize: "... I will take care of it."
Pei Yanpei picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Of course grandpa believes you can handle it. What about your dad? He sent me to Europe temporarily. You can rest assured at home for a while." The implication is that as long as you can handle it Future husband, everything is easy to talk about.
"Thank you, grandpa." Pei Peize thanked him honestly.
"You don't need to thank me." Pei Yanpei put down his teacup, and stroked the fluffy old shepherd sitting next to him, "The key is whether you have learned anything from it." The old man still said with a smile, On the other side of the terminal, Pei Peize broke out in a layer of cold sweat.
After the terminal hung up, Lu Lusheng glanced at Pei Peize's face. Holding his own terminal, he slipped away first. It's scary, just hide for a while, and talk about it later.
On the bar in the living room, Pei Peize bent down and took a bottle of ice water from the small refrigerator below and poured it down in one gulp. The cold liquid slid down his throat, and he seemed to wake up a little bit.
In fact, it's not a big deal in itself, no one stipulates that the rich Ndai cannot be a professional player, and this is not what the old man wants him to understand.
The beginning, evolution and development of the whole thing has not been controlled in the slightest. This is where the old man felt inappropriate. From Pei Yanpei's point of view, these can be eliminated at the source. Originally, everyone's family background is personal privacy, and deciding whether to publish it in front of people has nothing to do with playing games, and when these private information is discovered—no matter how much is discovered, no matter what the reason—should not be disclosed. considered "appropriate".
With such a hot topic in the e-sports circle, wouldn't the mainstream media of the e-sports game version want to report it? Don't you want to report on the financial section? Don't you want to report in the entertainment section? Thinking about it is going crazy. How much traffic is this. But no one reported that even the notorious Hedgehog was standing still in the corner with its tail between its legs.
Why? Reported in the morning, refused to interview in the afternoon, more seriously, from now on will never receive tickets to the press conference, the media also have to eat, if a report makes everyone have no food in the future, then why bother? Anyone who thinks about it with their feet knows that the two young masters will not be willing to be written on paper for people to read their lives.
Pei Peize knocked on the table. What the old man taught him is power and control, holding other people's lifeblood so that they have to serve me. But obviously, at this juncture, something else is needed.
Hu Luobei walked in front of Pei Peize. He was obviously the protagonist of the incident at the cusp of the storm, but he looked relaxed and seemed to be okay.
"Want to help?" Hu Luobei asked with open hands lying on Pei Peize's back, his fluffy hair rubbing against Pei Peize's neck, like a clinging cub.
No one is willing to put pressure on Hu Luobei like this.
"No." Pei Peize patted Hu Luobei's forearm, "But we may need a special way to get rid of the current state."
Hu Luobei: "Huh?"
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Gao Minhao sat at his desk sadly. Ever since someone dug up the news about Pei Peize and Hu Luobei, he called Pei Peize, made more than a dozen calls, and was hung up on more than a dozen. He even wondered if Pei Peize had been beaten to death and couldn't even connect to the phone
"Brother, I will collect the body for you." He sent a message to Pei Peize's terminal.
"Zi-Zi-" The terminal rang suddenly, and the word Pei Peize jumped on the communication prompt.
Gao Minho: "...Hello?"
Pei Peize: "Who do you want to collect the body for?"
Gao Minho: "What collection of corpses, how do you know? Didn't I send it to Xu Jin?" His strong desire to survive made him lie without typing a draft.
Pei Peize: "Okay, stop. Now do something for me."
Gao Minho: "No problem, let's play together brothers."
Pei Peize said a few words on the terminal, Gao Minho: "Are you sure? Fans may be shocked and delirious."
Pei Peize: "It's not that easy to be a lunatic."
"Okay." Gao Minho said: "Then can I play with the content freely? I've wanted to end with a large size for a long time."
Pei Peize: "Whatever, you don't have to be afraid that the tuba will suddenly have a group of strange fans."
The two hung up the communication, and only a few seconds later, the big v account of the CEO of Liansheng Technology suddenly opened an official account for spreading news.
Liansheng-Gao Minho V: Which rule of the wilderness league says that players should disclose their worth? Does playing a game depend on your worth? Then we, Brother Pei and Ah Bei, probably can win while lying down.
Xu Jin V: I don’t know what to say, to celebrate the disappearance of the sunspots, let’s get a 10% discount in restaurants and hotels under Terry’s. Start today for a week.
The baby is also three years old today. V: Is the male god worth hundreds of millions more male god? Sorry, that has nothing to do with your dime. Is Heizi satisfied? In addition, for the hot chickens who are desperately digging privacy, the lawyer's letter has been sent. The baby can't do anything, he doesn't know how to learn, but the family likes to quarrel.
Rabbits love to eat carrots V: Oh well, then I’ll come too, draw 10 lucky winners and get a LOBO home game ticket. There are no other requirements, just enter the venue and raise a placard saying "I love little rabbits for ten thousand years".
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A series of big V's suddenly and neatly posted blogs shocked the entire Internet.
A big V with the name of the Little Angel Global Support Club browsed through the incident, and sent a message to dozens of groups in his family: "My friends, I saw the grown-up little angel!"