The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

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Such a gap was like a chasm between heaven and earth.

Even if the blue team had five players working together and everyone had perfect control, only then would they be able to kill Li Bai.

But in reality, Li Bai's teammates weren't just for show. Li Bai could fight 5-1, and with his teammates, the outcome of this round was already decided!

15 minutes later, 'big watermelon's' blue team chose to surrender.

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In a match of King of Glory, whether it was the carry value or the operating score, Su Fuyun was firmly at the top.

In the end, he received two thousand yuan as a prize and an invitation to the semi-finals.

If he won the semi-finals, the prize money for the champion would be twenty thousand yuan, which was very considerable.

However, Su Fuyun was content. After taking these two thousand yuan, he no longer intended to continue.

At this time, Su Fuyun took the red packet, took out a thousand yuan from it, and gave it to Xia Ling.

"Girl, when you have a job in the future, don't dress strangely. Take this money and spend it first."

Xia Ling took the money and tilted her head to look at Su Fuyun.

She had previously said that Su Fuyun could be taken care of by her in the future!

Su Fuyun did not defend himself. He brought her to this competition venue. After a match, he took two thousand yuan and spent it on her. Wasn't he refuting her words?

She had a regular job, but when it came to earning money, if Su Fuyun worked hard and seriously, he could easily earn her salary.

The premise was the same.

Su Fuyun worked hard and seriously to earn money.

"Su Fuyun, you are so good to me." The girl walked beside him, jumping up and down.

Su Fuyun's face was slightly red, but he pretended to be calm. "What's the big deal? Anyone can do it!"

"Yes, yes, yes." Xia Ling smiled.

The two of them walked back to the rental house. Halfway there, Su Fuyun asked Xia Ling to wait for him, and he went to the bank.

After leaving the bank, Su Fuyun earned half of grandpa Mao's money from the two competitions.

Xia Ling looked at him and fell silent.

Transferring money to the Welfare Institute was like beating a dog with a meat bun. Su Fuyun could hear the sound of the money when it was thrown into the water, but when it was transferred to the Dean's account, it was all used by the Dean!

However, Su Fuyun had already persisted for seven years.

Before he met Xia Ling, he had three meals a day and was a simple confidant. The clothes he wore did not exceed 50 yuan in total. He lived in a cheap rental house and often played some offline competitions.

However, he had deducted a lot from himself. The amount of money transferred to the Welfare Institute's Dean was never less than 500 yuan per transaction.

After careful calculation, the time of the transfer had been ten years. The total amount was a terrifying astronomical figure.

Xia Ling could not even think about these things. Every time she thought about these things, she felt like torturing scum!

"Su Fuyun, I'm hungry. Let's go eat something."

"Okay, what do you want to eat?" Su Fuyun agreed readily and touched his pocket.

However, after that, he said, "I only have 500 yuan left this month. We still have to pass this month. Let's leave some money. At least we can buy a bottle of old godmother's rice."

Xia Ling: "Old godmother's rice? Are you sure? I'm a growing girl, and you want me to eat this?"

Su Fuyun was stunned for a moment. "Yeah, you're still growing, you can't make do with it!"

Xia Ling's words seemed to remind Su Fuyun.

From that day on, there was meat on every meal, and the food rose exponentially.

Su Fuyun didn't eat much, so he gave it all to Xia Ling.

Sometimes it was stewed liver, and sometimes it was stewed chicken soup. Anyway, it was the way to nourish it.