Going to lose? Really want to lose?,
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YanYuFeng in a meeting of ask themselves,
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Wipe the sweat of face down continuously, YanYuFeng still want to raise head to see that the score and see how many there exactly is how much better than before,
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YanYuFeng powerfully and anointed the next face,
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Why? Why I can't see clearly?
Why?
Warm hands suddenly on the YanYuFeng shoulder and tightly embrace him in his arms, YanYuFeng confused over look, captain quiet looking at myself, just behind the peace, it contains much that YanYuFeng couldn't see clearly things.
"It's okay, we have a game! Isn't it?" Want to smile a give has plateau of the face and tears full YanYuFeng look, but oneself but why't laugh.
"Is there a? We haven't lost?" YanYuFeng is like asking ourselves,
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"No, we won't lose!" Plateau couldn't stand it any longer, both hands is put was shive