Chapter 642

At this time, he Yun entered the talent contract studio with his pure eyes. He just glanced at the disputing people and approached Qin Yilang and Zhan Di in a low voice: "the purple grape seeds have really sprouted."

Qin Yilang and Zhan Di were surprised for a moment, and then they were overjoyed. They couldn't help but want to go home and see if their purple grape seeds sprouted.

The two men looked at several people who were still arguing and hesitated to go home now. Zhou Yaqi's face was red: "Colonel Luo, is it too much for you to be so aggressive?"

"You're not right, Zhou ya. What do you mean I'm aggressive? If you give me your little handkerchief, I'll leave immediately." Roger PI smiled.

Zhou Ya didn't want to give it. She was trembling with anger. Bai He stepped into the studio. Seeing this situation, she quickly retracted and hid outside the door to spy.

Wen Yao was impatient. He said to Ji Guan, "it's no fun to drag on like this. The second level ginseng Wenxiao has given you. You'd better hand over the remaining two small handkerchiefs."

Ji Guan Leng hum didn't respond. She just didn't give it. Anyway, she was a noble gifted teacher. Lei Yan soldiers didn't dare to do it even if they were in a hurry.

"Isn't it just a broken handkerchief, brother Wen Yao, you?" Fang Cen still spoke to Ji Guan.

Wen Yao's squint was about to break out. Suddenly, the energy fireball flew out of his arms and "poof" sprayed Fang Cen with a false fire in full view.

"Ah!" Fang Cen screamed, covered his face and hurriedly retreated and bumped into Wen Wei behind.

Wen Wei subconsciously protected Fang Cen, and the energy fireball floated to the flaming seedlings on their heads, a posture of confrontation with Fang Cen.

This situation happened so suddenly that the whole talent contract studio was silent for a moment, and the needle dropping could be heard. Everyone was stunned. Who can tell them what happened? Where did the fireball come from? Just stare at Fang Cen Wenwei for no reason.

Wen Yao and Qin Yilang and he Yun knew that the handkerchief ball was not allowed to speak ill of it. They were stunned for a moment and immediately understood what was going on. It was Fang Cen who scolded it for being dissatisfied with its broken handkerchief and ran out to find a game.

He Yun hit his lips with his fist, coughing and laughing. His eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred. He also wanted such a spiritual handkerchief ball.

Wen Xiao couldn't help laughing and raised his thumb at the energy fireball: "man, good job, but we can't bully women. Come back."

There are good words in it. The energy fireball turns around in the air. It's a little rusty, but the Lord doesn't listen to Wen Xiao. Staring at Fang Cen's powerful circle, he has a posture that Fang Cen will spit out fire if he dares to move.

Fang Cen didn't dare to move. She lay down in Wen Wei's arms and cried. She was too scared to lift her head. She was afraid that the fireball would spray on her face.

Wen Yao loved his own handkerchief ball. He hooked his finger and said, "come back, don't worry about adults."

He looked at the handkerchief ball as a child, and the energy fireball was obedient. He ran to Wenyao and played in circles. Seeing this scene in the eyes of Feng Zixun and Guan Wei, they were shocked and stupid for a time. Even those talented teachers who were watching were stunned.

"Wen Yao, you hurt the gifted Qi teacher with your powers?" Zhou Ya was not a thunder flame warrior. She didn't recognize that the energy fireball was an array device when she came into contact with her for the first time. When she recovered, she made a sound of criticism.

This can poke the hornet's nest. The energy fireball won't let people speak ill of it. Of course, no one is allowed to accuse Wen Yao. He vomited a string of small flames slightly larger than rice grains and rushed to Zhou ya.