National School Prince Is A Girl

It seems to be able to present a three-dimensional stereogram in my mind.

Suddenly, Qin Mo opened his eyes, his eyes fell on the map of Fifth Avenue, his eyes shining brightly: "Find out.

"Huh?" Ai Rui has never seen the Great God like this.

Qin Mo's voice was still weak: "The gray area of ​​the entire street, the gathering place of all underground workers, Huanhun Street."

Huan Hun Street is an online name.

Of course, this means the Chinese translation.

Make an analogy like this.

Refers to the junction between light and darkness.

There, you can see people in any industry.

Ai Rui frowned: "Will Z live in that kind of place? The conditions are not very good. Z should be quite rich. Someone had budgeted Z's property before."

Of course rich.

Everyone sent to prison by z.

z will take over all the other party's money.

So that scumbag was right.

Z's money is not clean.

But there is something strange.

It's just some people who don't live in poverty, but get a sum of money.

The beggar on the roadside, Z never gave it.

Ai Rui felt that he could not understand Z's thinking until now, so he asked Qin Mo about it.

Qin Mo glanced at him: "There is nothing incomprehensible here. The money is hers, whoever she wants to give it."

"I mean, why didn't z give those beggars by the road?" I don't understand.

Qin Mo's voice is very quiet: "Hobo, with sound limbs, most of them are middle-aged. Funding is for people who need to be grateful and know how to be grateful. Thanksgiving is not understood. There is not enough people to swallow the elephant. This is funding, and it is not a devil. The one who does not have money is not necessarily weak. It is not that there are no laos who are lying on the ground. It doesn’t matter what age you are from, so it’s not going to distinguish between rich and poor families, but the other party is worth and needs. These things should be taken care of by another person."

"Another person?" Ai Ruimeng raised his eyes: "Do you mean that z is not alone?"

Qin Mo's analysis is in-depth: "The action breakthrough must be a person, z gives the impression of being alone, even to her ..."

"What's she?" Ai Rui didn't understand why the god didn't say anything here.

Just standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, the face accompanied by the starlight, Junmei had some other emotions.

Qin Mo really has something to say.

Even her close friends are not destined to be particularly close.

Want to be a good z.

You must first learn to disguise.

Keep a distance from everyone so that you can't be noticed.

Because once it is too familiar with who.

There will be emotions.

As a young hacker, you cannot do things with emotion.

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

Because if you are not careful, you will affect the people around you.

Qin Mo raised his head and set his eyes on the vehicles moving back and forth.

My heart hurts.

Those things he thinks about.

It didn't happen to his little tiger.

Is it true that since Bo's family moved, no one has ever asked her if she wants to eat sugar.

Just think of this.

Qin Mo's profile has melted into the shadow

This made Ai Rui a little puzzled.

At this time, the phone in Eric's hand rang, and the caller ID was a strange number.

Eric pressed the switch button, and there was a chuckle: "It's me, z."