C109 First Round

"What are these bastards saying?" Why does it sound like bad news to me! Qin Zhan, translate for us! " the fatty said anxiously.

Qin Zhan still had a calm expression, but his eyes were filled with lacquer. He stepped forward and said with a golden voice,

"Chinese beauties, using the moon as their god, jade as their bones, autumn as their figure, poetry in their hearts