Ares Training Group

Ahem, my name is Lu Beiyou. I am a very talented freshman repeater who came from the mountains. I have a great goal: I once (que) vowed (bei) to (po) to be the son-in-law (zhan) (shen). Look, the one who is super good at playing games is my brother; It was my roommate who went to the library that day; The wild rich man has a handsome guy who has been out and about even at the age of 18; There are fortune tellers on the street who have very high bases; There is also a loser and an old man in the group; Recently, some strange people have joined the group, and I seem to be starting to feel: It's not too late to stop chasing love, and once you join the group chat, you will miss your life. Alas, my eyes get wet after talking too much. Is it possible that all handsome people have to suffer this kind of pain? God, open your eyes, I would rather trade 1% of my handsomeness for a gentle and rich wife. "Rumble..." Thunder God, don't hit me, oh my god... This book is also known as "I Really Don't Want to Be the God of War" and "Why Am I the Worst Among You?" "This is the starry sky?" Why do I wear it as soon as I poke it?"