Then the young man read them out loud, word by word.
These were the medals that Joyce got just now on the game.

“King of Gun, Reckless War God, Score with brothers, Nod Master, a Woman’s Escort, Battlefield Terminator.”

“Wow, a god.” The man excitedly kneeled down in front of Joyce with an exaggerated expression, “You are a god of war. The average killing number is thirty-eight, only a total of one hundred people ah. I’m going to rely on you for the future.

Another young man, who didn’t play games but understood the difficulty, came around to join in the fur and marveled, “Wow, tournament level. Even God or Buddha can’t stop you, awesome awesome.”

Juanita’s petite head was on Joyce’s shoulder, “Joyce, you are really good at everything. You are beautiful and good-hearted, and you are a student, and you are even a top player in the game. I admire you so much.”

Juanita was genuinely fond of Joyce, and the first time she saw her, she had a feeling that she could rely on her.

Joyce laughed. Her smile was joyful, and the warm yellow light in the box reflected on her beautiful side.

People on the spot were all overshadowed by Joyce.

alone in the

at Joyce coldly.

A cold laugh.

which was annoying

like a fatal attraction, and both men and women liked her.

she was frankly

up in resentment.

distinguished status of a general’s daughter, even if everyone knew that she and Luther

were just in awe of her than

it

the heart, which was

attraction, always in her way.

and sat

had a few beers and was slightly intoxicated. Her face

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