Ps: It's okay to scold me, but don't scold me as a role player. It's a middle school student's writing style. You can just enjoy it. The team and characters have no prototypes, and they won't admit that they exist. [Updates as circumstances dictate and I love catching bugs, so the update time is very messy]
Mr. Fu Huai has a wonderful connection with the cellar.
[In the finals]
Coach: Can this be your first official game?
Fu Huai: I absolutely believe in you, Brother Huai
[After a sexy session]
Fu Huai: Coach, do you think I can do this?
Other team members: Okay, okay, that's great. Let's go straight to the starting lineup.
At the same time, the butcher from the opposite team passed by: ? It's time to teach you Brother Huai how to behave.
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Three runs? Because there is a cellar ~
A draw? It's okay. Sophora japonica has a cellar~
Four kills? Sophora japonica has... (Think about it)
Sophora cub has love! Being beatenjpg.
In subsequent qualifying matches, I was always sent to the cellar for no apparent reason by the butcher from the opposite side...
So what does it have to do with the cellar? !
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A comment from Fu Huai during one of his live broadcasts: [Are you familiar with Jiang Jin? Why does he always put a cellar for you]
Fu Huai:? Sorry, he and I are so close that we sleep in the same bed (bushi
Fu Huai: I don't need him to give me a cellar, I can still win
Jiang Jin sitting aside: ...
From now on, he won't give it to the cellar every time he queues up! ! !
Jiang Jin: It's another day where four people kill their own little ones.
Fu Huai: Wrong, wrong, wrong, I was wrong! Please put a cellar! ! !
Jiang Jin: Dama (cross hands in front of chest)
Some people seem to be placing a cellar, but in fact they are placing a Pacific Ocean.
"Then let's move forward together."
"I must be the first one to go on stage and hug you."
Absolutely gentle, Tu Huanggong
Purpose: Call to compete