No. 885 Z, Cool Action
At this time, the other team members came over.
Qin Mo took his hand back, his expression as usual.
Everyone on the side of the Imperial Alliance had to do an interview.
Some were together, and some were separate.
Bo Jiu knew that this was the right time.
Her eyes turned to the left, and while the great god was still doing an exclusive interview and the scene was chaotic, she stepped back while zipping up her combat uniform to the end, watching the interview, and unnoticedly placed the eye-catching jacket on the chair where Lin Feng had sat before, and then casually picked up the hooded work clothes of the cameraman who was still adjusting the camera position. With a twist of her wrist, the work clothes had already fallen on her shoulders. She lowered her head and stretched out her sleeves, pressed down the brim of her hat with one hand, and walked straight towards the backstage.
At this time, everyone's attention was focused on the interview, and they would not notice the actions that Bo Jiu had deliberately made.
After all, those actions of hers seemed to have been done countless times, and they were handy and casual. You know, anything at hand can be used as a disguise by her, which is also the reason why it is difficult for the police to catch her in the fifth road.
The most difficult thing is how to get out of the crowd as quickly as possible.
After all, Bo Jiu's silver hair is too eye-catching.
Even if she has work clothes to cover her, it is not guaranteed that she will not be recognized.
So this is a risky move.
Bo Jiu tried to relax herself. She had not done these things for such a long time, but her disguise skills did not regress at all. While blending in, her face was very low. She took out her mobile phone with her left hand hidden in her pants and tilted her head skillfully: "Where is the thing I want now?"
As early as Bo Jiu took action, Xingye Yi was standing in the best view of the entire stadium, wearing a Bluetooth headset on his left ear, with clear eyebrows and eyes like a painting: "Walk another 100 meters and there will be a vent on your left hand. After walking in, there is a toilet 300 meters away, the men's toilet, and there is a package stuck under the second sink in the first row."
"Okay." Bo Jiu didn't say anything, put away her mobile phone, and walked in a way that was in line with the mood of the otakus who had just watched an e-sports game.
The people around were still talking about the game just now.
Bo Jiu heard himself many times, not less at all.
The brim of the hat was pressed again.
"I didn't expect the Imperial Alliance to be so powerful this year."
"Of course, don't forget that there is Spade in it."
"Boss, is this Spade the one we played games with last time?"
"Nonsense! Who else could it be but him? Watch out when you go to No. 1 Middle School next time, don't hurt our friendly forces, understand?"
After hearing this, Bo Jiu raised his eyes. He didn't know until he saw that it was the middle school thorn from the neighboring school.
The younger brother was still listening to his lecture beside him: "No way, boss, since ancient times, our No. 2 Middle School and No. 1 Middle School have been incompatible. What if a fight breaks out and we recognize the wrong person?"
"Can you recognize his face?" The middle school thorn finally said something reliable.
The younger brother thought about it and realized that he was indeed right. After all, he looked so outstanding... Wait a minute!
The person who just looked at him!
"Boss, boss!" The younger brother anxiously pulled the middle school thorn's school uniform twice.
The middle school thorn immediately looked back: "What's going on? Is there a beauty? Where is it, where is it?"
"It's not a beauty..." The younger brother was still hesitating whether he had made a mistake. After all, the school hunk of No. 1 Middle School would never wear such clothes.
The middle school thorn glared: "It's not a beauty, what do you want me to do."
The younger brother shrank back: "Nothing."
He would take another look...