National School Prince Is A Girl

At this time, the other team members came over.

Qin Mo withdrew his hand, his expression as usual.

People from Dimeng are going to do interviews.

Some are together, some are separate.

Bo Jiu knew that this was the time.

Glancing toward the left side, while the God there is still visiting exclusively, when the scene is chaotic, pull back the zipper of the combat uniform to the end, watching the visit with eyes, and put the eye-catching coat on the spot without trace After Lin Feng was sitting on the chair, and then picked up the cameraman's hooded workwear still adjusting the position, the wrist rotation, the workwear had fallen on her shoulder, bowed her sleeves, pressed with one hand Lived in the brim and walked straight towards the background.

At this time, everyone's attention is focused on the interview, and they will not be aware of these actions Bo Jiu intentionally made.

After all, her movements seem to have been done countless times long, handy and casual, to know the real Z, anything at hand can be used by her as a camouflage tool, this is also the fifth way, the police people It's hard to catch her reason.

The most difficult thing is how to get out of the crowd as soon as possible.

After all, Bo Jiu's silver hair was too dazzling.

Even if there is work clothes to cover up, it does not necessarily guarantee that she will not be recognized.

So this is a trick.

Bo Jiu tried to relax herself. She did not do these things for so long. She did not retreat with the camouflage technique. While blending in, the face was pressed very low, and she copied the left hand in her pants and took out the phone. 'S head: "Where am I looking for?"

As early as the action of Bo Jiuyi, Hoshino stood at the best place in the entire field of vision, wearing a bluetooth headset in his left ear, and his eyebrows were clear and picturesque: "If you walk another 100 meters, a vent will appear on your left side. After entering, there is a toilet 300 meters away, a men's toilet, and a package is stuck under the second sink in the first row. "

"Okay." Bo Jiu was verbose and took his cell phone. He walked in line with the mood of the otakus just after watching an e-sports game.

People around are still talking about the game just now.

Bo Jiu heard a lot about his ID.

The brim pressed again.

"I really didn't expect this year's Dimeng League to be so powerful."

"Of course, don't forget the Spade Z in it."

"Boss, you said this Spade Z, was that the last time we played games?"

"Nonsense! It's not who else can he have. Go to the middle school to watch it later, don't break the hands of our allies, understand?"

After hearing this, Bo Jiu raised his eyes, but he didn't know what to do. He saw it only after he saw it. It was the No. 2 stinger of the school next door.

The younger brother was still listening to the training next to him: "No, boss, since ancient times our second and first middle schools have been incompatible with each other. In case of a fight, what should I do if I admit the wrong person?"

"Can you admit that his face is wrong?" Zhong Er's prickly head finally said a reliable word.

The little brother thinks about it, and it's really good. After all, he is so picky ... wait a minute!

The man who just saw him!

"Boss, Boss!" The younger brother anxiously dragged the school uniform with two thorns.

Zhong Er pricked his head and immediately looked back: "What's the matter? Is there a beauty, where, where?"

"It's not a beauty ..." The younger brother was actually hesitating. Did he admit that he was wrong? After all, Lieutenant Colonel Cao wouldn't wear such a dress.

Zhong Er glared: "Not a beauty, what do you tell me to do."

The little brother shrank back: "Nothing."

He will look again ...