National School Prince Is A Girl

Zhao Sanfa listened to Luo Mei's words and was quiet for a few seconds.

Instead, Xiao Jing glanced towards this side, and his voice did not fluctuate: "Qin Mo did not use three thousand swords to cut it, and it did not necessarily mean that he did not force his true strength out with a smile. There is still a possibility."

Speaking of which, he paused, then raised his eyes: "Now Qin Mo, it is difficult to use that trick again."

"The captain said ..." Luo Mei's eyes shook suddenly: "But didn't Qin Mo go to the country, the best medical experts are there?"

Xiao Jing didn't speak anymore.

Looking up, the whole stadium is still very lively.

And Qin Mo standing in the center is still very long standing.

Perhaps out of his opponent, no one saw his slightest flaw.

But that's just maybe.

After taking off the headphones, Bo Jiu turned his head and looked at the man's clean wrist.

Qin Mo was still indifferent, and his eyes met the youngster's eyes. The handsome face was shocking, but there was no difference.

Bo Jiu raised her eyebrows. Was she thinking wrong?

Qin Mo didn't give the teenager time to think. He reached out and dragged the person forward, lowering his voice: "I'll wait for me in the car in a while. We need to talk about some things."

The noise in the ear continued, but the person was very close, and there were a lot of people around, and it made Bo Jiu feel overwhelmed by that good voice.

She now particularly wants to ask the Great God, if she takes him stunned and taken away, how will he react.

It is estimated that after waking up, she will give her a look to let her understand.

But these are just things to think about. Bo Jiu knew very well that it was not easy to take away the great gods.

If it's after the national competition, maybe she still wants to point the door to the left, it must be when the great god is not prepared.

Now, some things must be advanced.

five minutes.

Bo Jiu's sight fell on the countdown of the arena.

Then, it moved back.

Almost instantly, a line formed in her mind.

The competition venue was originally a modern commercial square.

In this commercial plaza, the semi-circular fan blades are built into an e-sports arena. The main building is completely transparent dark glass, and the ground floor is a coffee shop with people coming and going. Light luxury products are on this floor.

The second to fourth floors are all trendy clothing, and the fifth floor is home to several dessert shops and a cinema.

This passage in Bo Jiu's mind leads to the fifth floor of this commercial SOHO.

"You seem to pay special attention to time today." Qin Mo looked back at the boy with a deep eyes.

Bo Jiu knew that the Great God was difficult to deal with. For psychologists, any trace of change would be seen by them. At this time, it was more appropriate to admit than dodge.

"I was thinking about how Mo Ge would talk to me for a while, and subconsciously wanted to watch time, which made people feel more oppressive than playing games." Bo Jiuyi looked serious: 'This should be the legendary restlessness?'

Qin Mo heard the words, looked at the clean and white face in front of him, and raised his eyebrows in a playful way: "Will you still be restless?"

"I have this skill occasionally." Bo Jiu smiled.

Qin Mo looked at the media and came over. Before leaving, he stretched his hands and rubbed the young man ’s head, and then passed his shoulders. The voice from the thin lips that touched the silver hair was very nice: "Relax, you wo n’t be restless for too long. Your brother likes to do it directly. "

Bo Jiu: ...