National School Prince Is A Girl

No. 1788

As soon as Bo Jiu walked over.

She was pressed into someone's arms with one hand.

She could smell the faint mint tobacco scent.

It seemed that even after staying up all night, this person could still be refreshed and didn't look like someone who had just come down from the poker table.

"No sugar this time, but artificial heating. Do you want it?" Qin Mo's voice was very light.

Bo Jiu smiled: "Can I give you another kiss?"

"You wish." Qin Mo held her in his arms, but after refusing, he lowered his eyes, lowered his lips, and kissed her head lightly.

Bo Jiu paused, hugged her, and curled the corners of his mouth slightly, as if even the air he exhaled was sweet.

The people sitting at the poker table were very tactful and didn't ask where their captain had gone.

At first, I thought the Internet was still arguing fiercely.

Everyone was thinking about this matter, and they definitely couldn't sleep.

It wasn't until about four o'clock that Feng Yi called and told them that the public opinion on the Internet had changed, and asked them to have a good rest first.

Lin Feng really couldn't believe his ears.

After all, according to the general situation, after such an incident, it will take two days for the heat to subside.

He did not expect that it would change so quickly.

Feng Yi did not hide it from him: "Someone helped us find the poster. The two posts came from the same IP, and the poster was the anchor who provoked you."

Lin Feng's eyes widened when he heard it: "Should we say that the netizens are too capable?"

"Not netizens." Rao Rong, who was standing next to him, suddenly spoke up and looked upstairs, smiling: "Maybe it was a hacker who stood up for justice." Feng Yi smiled: "It should be."

Hearing that the public opinion on the Internet had changed, everyone felt a lot more relaxed.

Feng Shang stuttered and asked his brother: "Then, can the captain, can he play in the game?"

"I don't know yet, it depends on the decision of the organizing committee." Feng Yi is very rational. This is related to his being a businessman. Some influences may be eliminated, but he doesn't know how the organizing committee will decide on such a matter.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that no news is the best news now.

The organizing committee is also thinking about it.

The meeting will be held tomorrow.

The Imperial Alliance still has a chance.

Feng Yi thought so, rubbed his eyebrows, and continued: "By the way, is Yaoyao still there?"

"Yes."

"Give her the phone."

"Okay."

Xue Yaoyao took the phone in confusion.

Feng Yi chuckled and said: "The competition is about to start. This is the last time the team will do an interview. It is a one-person interview. They will definitely ask about things during this period. You should prepare for the interview tomorrow at 9 o'clock in the morning. I will pick you up then."

Xue Yaoyao was a little confused: "Me? Captain, Uncle Yin, Rao Shen and others are all here. I will go?"

Is she suitable?

She has no qualifications and her operation is not the best in the team. She...

"You are the only girl besides Xiao Heitao. It is not convenient for her to come out, and Qin Shao can't do the interview." Feng Yi only said one sentence, and his suit was straight: "Don't worry, I will be next to you when you are interviewed."

Xue Yaoyao heard this, and nodded after a while: "I understand, President Feng, don't worry, I will prepare well."

The last time.

She wanted to speak for Jiudian, for the captain, and for this team.

Everyone sitting at the poker table seemed to know it.

The captain might not be able to play.

Because his amnesia was a fact.

This day was destined to be a sleepless night.

Even Bo Jiu didn't sleep well, even though Qin Mo was within her reach.

Her brows knitted.

For some reason, she dreamed of when she left as a child, leaning on the car window to look at him. She wanted to take one last look at him.

But she had forgotten that they had a little unpleasantness the night before.

In two days, it would be the solar term of China. He must be preparing to return home for the New Year.

He was packing his luggage in the room, so how could he wait for her in the yard.

So that day, she was particularly depressed.

Because they broke up in a quarrel.

At that time, Bo Jiu was thinking that if they broke up happily, maybe they could still keep in touch.

Later, when she secretly went back to see, he was no longer there...

The scene in the dream made Bo Jiu subconsciously hold Qin Mo's hand, very tightly, so that Qin Mo, who was watching this scene, lowered his eyes and looked deeply. What on earth did this guy dream about?

So sad?

Qin Mo reached out and lifted Bo Jiu's chin up, rubbed it, and leaned over to kiss her lips.

After all, this is what the little gangster likes most.

But this time, it still didn't change.

Qin Mo looked at that face and felt as if a stone was pressed on his chest, and he was extremely irritated.

Enough, she is just a prey.

You have invested too much attention in her.

Enough.

Thinking like this, the hand picked up the person, and the kiss became deeper, just to wake someone up.

Bo Jiu did wake up, and after realizing that the great god was kissing her, she paused for a moment and was about to return it.

Qin Mo stretched out his hand to block her action: "Tell me what you dreamed about just now?"

"When we were in the United States, we were very young. We had a quarrel and separated. I secretly went back to find you, but unfortunately you had already returned to China." Bo Jiu pursed her lips when she talked about this.

I don't know if it was because her face was too small and tender that Qin Mo, like her, could comfort her: "It's just a dream."

"It's not a dream, it's real." Bo Jiu looked into his eyes: "It really happened, so Brother Mo, promise me one thing, don't leave me, okay? Look at me, I'm so beautiful, so rich, and I can avenge you in the game. Where can you find such a good sponsor?"

Qin Mo's voice was slow: "The points you mentioned are relatively easy to find, but it's really hard to find someone as thick-skinned as you."

Bo Jiu:... I thought that kissing her actively meant that she became gentle. Sure enough, the word gentle should not be used on a great player.

"So I don't plan to bother anymore." Qin Mo stretched out his hand and pinched her face: "Just right, I like such a thick one."

Bo Jiu smiled and reached out to hug his waist.

She wanted to say that it really didn't matter if she didn't recover her memory.

Just be by her side.

I was also worried that with the god's personality, he probably wouldn't really plan to recover. Forget it, it's good to be together like this.

This time I didn't have a nightmare.

He held her in his arms and pressed her head on his shoulder, with no intention of letting go.

The two of them looked good, and this posture, coupled with the morning light that was slightly shining in, made people feel beautiful.

He was wearing a white sweater, and she was leaning against him. Either of their profiles could cause screams.

But it seemed that they gave people the feeling that they only belonged to each other.

The next day.

The sun was shining.

Whether Qin Mo could participate in the competition was still waiting for the result.

The result was not something that anyone could control.

But Feng Yi still wanted to try harder.

No one knew that he hadn't slept all night.

Except for a shadow following him.

If it was normal, Feng Yi might have noticed this shadow.

But now he was only thinking about how to tell the organizing committee and those fans who no longer believed in Qin Mo the real situation.

He wanted to tell these people that even if that person had lost his memory, his instincts were still there, and he was the team's support more important than anyone else.

Therefore, Feng Yi spent three hours compiling a detailed introduction, without any sensational elements, just recording the data about Qin Mo for the day.

After doing all this, he began to contact the media.

There was no rest time in between.

Until he drove to the apartment where Xiao Heitao and the others were to pick up Xue Yaoyao.

Fan Jia knew that her chance had come.

Yes, she had been watching Feng Yi's movements since yesterday, just to find out where that person was now.

She had already analyzed it.

On the afternoon when she got off the plane, all the members of the Imperial Alliance left the club, but they didn't know where they went.

The Asian Games were coming.

They couldn't go out to play at this time.

Or go out as a group.

Unless they were meeting someone very important.

That could only be Qin Mo.

It was a pity that she missed the first opportunity to track him.

Since she missed the last opportunity, she has been keeping an eye on Feng Yi.

But this person is really too smart.

So smart that she was almost discovered twice.

Fortunately, he was busy during this period, and the things she created made him not as indestructible as before.

She had followed him for so long, and today she finally found such a small loophole.

Fan Jia stood at the bottom of the building, curled her lips, looked at the floor the elevator was going up, and then remembered the number, her eyes sank, and she hid again.

No matter what she wanted to do, she had to prevent anyone from seeing her, at least not now.

Fan Jia pressed the brim of her hat, and then smiled. She finally found it, and she was going to take that person back to her side. She couldn't be like this. IGN

She should change her clothes that were already smelling, and then put on some makeup. Anyway, it was still early before dark.

She had plenty of time.

In Fan Jia's heart, she didn't think there was anything wrong with ruining Qin Mo's game.

People like that should do bigger things.

Whatever she did, it was because she liked him.

He wouldn't blame her.

But Fan Jia never thought that if she destroyed the most important thing for others, how could she be worthy of love?

Upstairs, Feng Yi saw the people who were still rubbing their eyes, and smiled with the corners of his mouth raised: "Why are you all up so early?"

"I just went to bed." After saying this, Rao Rong was afraid that he would feel burdened, so he added: "We played cards until four o'clock. The two people on the second floor probably couldn't be woken up, and Lin Feng was sleeping so hard that he even kicked his pillow to the ground."

Feng Yi raised his eyes and glanced at the clock: "The results of the things you care about will not be available until the afternoon. I will pick up Yaoyao first and do an interview."

"Yeah." Rao Rong opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, and finally smiled and said two words: "Come on."

Feng Yi hooked his suit jacket with one hand: "I will."

Just from the fact that Feng Yi came to pick people up.

You can tell how important this interview is.

Everyone seems to know it well.

The Supreme Alliance has really been suppressed to the bottom.

There are voices of support and voices of opposition on the Internet.

But at this time, one more voice of support can win them a bigger situation.

The organizing committee will make a decision in the afternoon.

Feng Yi used the relationship he had for so many years to ask whether he would use them to cause trouble, and only let them say what they wanted to say on the last day before the competition.

This is so difficult.

The longer people stay in this circle, the more they understand what it means.

Today's Xue Yaoyao is also different. She has always put on makeup and even cut off her hair until it reaches her shoulders.

She was wearing the team uniform that Bo Jiu had given her that day, and even on it, she wrote the word Jiu Dian and the bright support sign.

She looks like she wants to tell everyone.

The Imperial Alliance has not collapsed yet!

After Feng Yi saw Xue Yaoyao, he paused for a moment, then stretched out his hand and touched her head: "Good child."

The clock pointed to 8 o'clock. Grandpa, the housekeeper who always knew etiquette, did not leave these two to have breakfast because he knew that they had more important things to do.

It's half past nine in the morning.

The interview room on a certain platform was ready. After asking Xue Yaoyao to take a seat, she said, "I saw your solo show, it was very exciting."

"Thank you." Xue Yaoyao knew that the host would be polite first when he came up.

The interviewer smiled: "Can you tell me what brought you to where you are now? Your growth has surprised many people."

"Firstly, it's because I like it, and secondly, it's because I have my teammates here." Xue Yaoyao still couldn't let go: "They helped me a lot."

After hearing this, the interviewer changed his subject and landed on the most controversial topic today: "Recently, Dimeng has attracted a lot of topics on the Internet, but this time it is different from the last time. The last time it was you The deputy team leader is Qin Mo. Are you feeling a little complicated? "

After Xue Yaoyao heard the name, she raised her face and looked directly at the camera: "It is indeed very complicated. Whether it is the deputy team or the captain, without these two people, the Imperial Alliance would not have reached this point. I have seen a lot Post, I know some people want to let these two people leave. I won’t mention competitive sports. I just want to say that there is such a person. He led the Imperial League to fight through the siege with an injured hand, and played amazing games one after another. After endless competition, there is still a person who can resurrect the Imperial Alliance by herself. Isn't it worth letting them stay? Senior Lin Feng said a long time ago, nothing can compare. Those who are by your side when you are in the most difficult situation and think you can’t get out are the most important. Because you have fallen before, you understand better than anyone else. When everyone is saying that the Imperial Alliance may not be able to survive, those people are the most important. I myself have to worry about those who are doing the best in the Imperial League, those who support us with their meager but powerful strength, those who come to watch our games even if they are eating instant noodles, those who have spent all their energy Pocket money, just to buy a ticket, tells us that even if the Imperial Alliance will never be matched like before, they will not leave. Thank you. Like you, I feel that the Imperial Alliance is missing someone. No, the Imperial Alliance needs you now, and I hope you can stand up and speak for it as you did before."

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