No. 1035

Qin Mo still remembers the feeling when he received this igniter. He wanted to hold it in his hand and play with it several times. He couldn't get enough of it and liked it no matter how much he looked at it.

I don't want anyone to touch me except myself.

So I always carry it with me.

Qin Mo knew very well that the guy didn't know what day it was.

It could be seen from her wandering eyes that she felt guilty that she had forgotten everything.

The next day, I brought something like this to him.

It's just because the guy who gave me the igniter is that I can't put it down so much.

But in the final analysis, even such a gift was obtained from her by means of his own tricks.

Qin Mo tightened his fingers and his eyes darkened.

"Captain..." He had just finished a webcast and was still wearing his battle uniform. He wanted to take advantage of the break to come in and have a rest and seek comfort from the captain. As the person who is responsible for the entire team's external publicity, sometimes he would He often appears in the company, but he hasn't seen Agent Feng today, so he doesn't know what Qin Mo's mood is today.

After Qin Mo heard the voice, he glanced sideways.

Sitting on the sofa, with his fangs exposed, he stretched out his hand and tugged on his clothes: "Captain, next time you answer questions on the live broadcast, you and Xiao Spade should go there, 80% of the people are here They asked me if you were really together. I said you were brothers, but they still didn’t believe me. I’m not good at lying, so I almost exposed my secret to you.”

After talking for a while, he saw that his captain didn't even look at him, and jumped over unwillingly, holding a bag of yogurt in his mouth and looking at Qin Mo.

The captain didn't seem to even look at him, holding something in his hand.

After watching it for a while, I really didn’t understand what was so interesting about a small gadget. The captain would look at it for a long time.

After drinking the yogurt, he threw the bag away and asked curiously: "Captain, what is this?"

This question seemed to finally draw Qin Mo's eyes towards him.

"Igniter." Qin Mo's voice was very calm, as if there was nothing unusual about the thing in his hand.

But his eyes widened: "Is this an igniter? This shape? It's very nice. Where did you buy it?"

Qin Mo said nothing.

But that's it, he didn't realize that his captain was in a bad mood and continued to look at the sterling silver lighter. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it: "Shall I light a cigarette and try it?"

"Why are you lighting a cigarette?" Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and threw the cigarette lighter in his hand aside: "Such an ugly thing."

"Ugly?" Looking at the profile of his captain's face, there was no emotion on it. Tianzhenru thought that the captain simply didn't like the igniter: "Captain thinks it's ugly, so give it to me. I think it looks pretty."

After Qin Mo heard those words, he raised his eyes and took another look.

The cold gaze made his scalp numb. He thought he had said something wrong, and his outstretched left hand felt like it was frozen.

What does captain mean?

I've obviously said it looks ugly.

Doesn’t it mean you don’t like it if it looks ugly?

Why was she looking at him as if she was going to chop off his hand in the next second?

Just when he thought the captain would say something and sneer at him.

A cool and indifferent voice spoke again: "Whatever you want."

up to you?

Does the captain mean that he can take away this igniter?

But that's not what the captain's eyes said just now.

Confirmed again: "Can I really take it?"

"I didn't say it was up to you." Qin Mo sat on the sheepskin office chair and opened the contract next to him with his slender white fingers. He had a handsome face, and there was no trace of warmth in his voice, which was cold for no reason.

Seeing that his captain's expression was really unkind, he had no choice but to keep his mouth shut and tentatively stretched out his hand to touch the electronic cigarette lighter. Seeing that there was really no reaction from him, he boldly put it in his trouser pocket and turned around. Just plan to leave.

Qin Mo, who was sitting on the office chair, paused with his fingers.

By the time he reacted, the words had already come out of his mouth: "Put it back."

Looking back at his captain, his eyes were a little shocked. After all, the captain had never been so inconsistent with his promise.

After Qin Mo's eyes met, his voice softened: "You can choose another one. Didn't you always like the mouse I used before?"

Hearing this, his focus immediately shifted. He put the igniter on the table and said excitedly: "The captain means that I can take the mouse."

"Yeah." Qin Mo said and took the igniter in his hand again.

Of course I saw this scene.

I was very confused as to what the captain thought of this igniter.

It's not important, but he treasures it so much. You must know that the Captain Mouse is a limited edition. It feels and looks great. He used to touch it but wouldn't let him touch it. Now he wants to keep an igniter. Just abandon the mouse directly.

Speaking of importance, the captain seemed to have planned to throw it away just now.

what happened?

Before he could get over his doubts, he was picked up by Feng Yi who came to arrange work.

Along the way, they told their agent everything they saw, hoping that Feng Yi could help him analyze what was going on.

After hearing this, Agent Feng frowned even more tightly. It seemed that he still needed to have a good talk with those two people...

In the president's office, everything seemed unusually quiet without him.

Qin Mo glanced at the lighter in his palm and slid open the phone screen again.

There was still no message in the WeChat dialog box.

This was what Feng Yi saw when he pushed the door open and walked in.

"Since you want to contact, why don't you call Little Spade directly?"

Hearing this, Qin Mo looked up at him, and even his voice was cold: "Is the company very idle today?"

"How is it possible? It's very busy." As an agent, Feng Yi still dared to say some words: "If you continue like this, how can you play the game? And Little Spade usually listens to you. Is there any misunderstanding here?"

Qin Mo didn't speak.

Feng Yi continued: "When you are in love, there are always some things that need to be made clear. It's useless for you to sit here like this."

Qin Mo sat back and pulled off his tie, full of abstinence: "The door is behind you." That means you can leave.

Feng Yi closed his mouth, but felt that he had to talk it out: "What are you angry about?"

This is a question without an answer.

The man in front of him was still looking at the contract in his hand, cold and without a trace of gap.

Feng Yi also knew that if he continued to ask, he would not get anything out of it.

He glanced at the electronic ignition he had just mentioned. It was obviously too important, so even though he was very angry, he did not throw it away.

It should have been given by Little Spade.

It seemed that he still had to spend some time to find out why.

As a club agent, he not only had to guard against his players dating outsiders, but also against dating insiders.

"You don't have to worry about my condition."

Feng Yi finally waited for Qin Mo to speak, but did not say the reason. Instead, he said in a faint voice: "There will be no problem in the game."

At this point, Feng Yi really didn't know what to say.

The only way to solve the problem is from the side.

The so-called side solution is to ask the other party involved.

After leaving the office, the first thing Feng Yi did was to call Bo Jiu.

The boy's phone was connected, but no one answered.

Feng Yi held his head, and he didn't know that Bo Jiu had drunk alcohol at noon.

Bo Jiu drank about ten bottles of Budweiser alone. After drinking, he went to bed after returning to the dormitory.

She slept on the upper bunk, which was much quieter than the lower bunk.

Classes started on Sunday afternoon.

Bo Jiu was in no mood to go to the classroom.

She got on the bed, opened the quilt, covered her head, and listened to the sound of rain outside.

The scene on the street just now was still echoing in her mind.

In the distance, the man was sitting in the car. He clearly saw her, but his eyes were indifferent, as if she was just an ordinary person.

Bo Jiu paused, as if someone had grabbed her heart tightly.

At first, she couldn't sleep.

Later, after the alcohol took effect, she gradually felt sleepy. The place in her chest was still a little difficult to accept for a while, and it felt empty as if she had lost something.

Fortunately, alcohol is still useful and can help sleep.

So Bo Jiu, who fell asleep, didn't hear the vibration of the phone.

The people in the same dormitory didn't dare to disturb Bo Jiu, but when they heard the phone kept ringing, they probably thought something was wrong.

The roommates represented by the thorny head first looked at the caller ID, and the three words "Feng Hu Li" were particularly eye-catching.

However, they dared not move because of the call from the school hunk, and could only wait for the sound to fade away.

Bo Jiu was sleeping and dreaming.

The dream was full of scenes from her childhood.

When she woke up, there was no one in the dormitory, and they should have gone to class.

Bo Jiu just lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

During this period, Bo Jiu had been with Qin Mo. Since that day, she rarely saw anyone when she opened her eyes.

Because, every time she woke up.

There would be someone by her side.

Now it was obvious that she could no longer enjoy such treatment.

Bo Jiu turned her face to the side, and she looked sluggish, and her movements were not as agile as before.

It happened that the school director brought people from the student union to check the dormitory. Classes had started, and there were still students sleeping in the dormitory.

It is conceivable that no matter who that person was, the school director's face would not be too good.

But it was precisely because it was Bo Jiu that the punishment was not too severe.

"Go to the playground and do frog jumps. Do 100 of them and then go to class."

The principal is good. He is a little strict with students, but he is good to them.

Bo Jiu, who has not been to school much, respects such a teacher.

In addition, she didn't want to be idle. After walking to the playground, she squatted down, put her hands behind her back and started jumping.

Bo Jiu's jump attracted many students to look downstairs.

"Look, isn't this the first in the grade?"

"Do frog jumps on the first day of living in the school?"

"I was caught by the big devil. I am so unlucky. But what should I do if Jiu Dian jumps like this and looks handsome and cute?"

Some students in ordinary classes have already started to discuss it blatantly.

The teacher standing on the podium knocked heavily on the blackboard: "Pull your attention back."

It seems that she will have to discuss with the school leaders in the future. Even if she wants to punish someone in the future, she should not punish him on the playground. It will attract too much attention.

It is indeed eye-catching. Bo Jiu's silver hair, face, and dancing with hands behind her back are so rare. No wonder people want to see it.

But there is a saying that goes, enemies often meet on narrow roads.

The No. 1 Middle School and No. 2 Middle School were close to each other.

Even though the playground of the useless No. 2 Middle School was not as big as that of No. 1 Middle School.

But the two playgrounds were also next to each other, separated by a net.

It was common for the middle school youth to be punished. However, as soon as he went out, he saw Bo Jiu jumping on the playground of No. 1 Middle School opposite. He was a little excited. He even ignored the director of the teaching department who was hitting him with a book behind him. He ran over and asked Bo Jiu: "Hey, why were you punished? It's strange."

Bo Jiu didn't say anything.

The middle school boy continued: "I'm telling you that I was punished unfairly this time. Last time I asked you to play for me to confirm the relationship between me and my girlfriend. You said that I just went to your No. 1 Middle School to deliver lunch to my girlfriend and expressed my love with the roses planted in the school. It's okay for your director to see me angry, but our director has to punish me."

Bo Jiu slowed down at this time, glanced at him, and spoke slowly: "Good punishment, I can't stand people like you showing off their love everywhere now."

Middle school boy:...

It takes time for a frog to jump.

The school hunk of No. 1 Middle School and the boss of No. 2 Middle School were punished at the same time, and the scene was quite interesting.

But one of them was clean and handsome from beginning to end.

The other one was hit on the head by the director all the time.

Xue Yaoyao also saw this scene, put the carbon pen on her hand aside, and did not take her eyes off the boy.

The school's assessment scores must all pass in order to successfully participate in the national competition.

So in this regard, Bo Jiu has always cooperated.

The school director was also very satisfied with the child's attitude of admitting his mistakes, and did not call to inform the parents.

Bo Jiu was also glad that her parents were not notified.

After all, the name Qin Mo was written in the column for contacting parents.

However, after this time, even if he was notified.

He probably wouldn't come.

Bo Jiu sat on the edge of the playground and used the back of her hand to wipe the sweat that was dripping down her pointed chin.

This scene also made the fans unable to control themselves.

The teachers probably knew that no one would listen to this class, and everyone's attention was on the playground.

But Bo Jiu's attention was on the phone, but she couldn't be too presumptuous in front of the school director. She found a place where no one was, and wanted to call Feng Da's agent.

Bo Jiu's finger just raised, and Feng Yi called again: "Little Spade, I finally got through to your phone. Come to the club first. The last international champion, the Japanese team, is here. They said they want to visit our Dimeng's technology before the national competition."

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