Counterattack Guide of the Female Cannon Fodder

"I, I, can I ask for an autograph..." Xiao Ling said nervously.

"I want to..." At this moment, Zhao Qingxin has forgotten the tit-for-tat confrontation with them at the dinner table. In front of the idols, these can be put aside.

That's right, this is the self-cultivation of Mimei, and it is very good!

"You like Fengmo very much?" Zhao Yicheng asked.

Xiao Ling nodded, "Of course, that's a story!"

Zhao Qingxin also nodded, "Idol!"

Su Li nodded, of course, that was her man!

Looking at the bright light in the eyes of these three girls, Zhao Yicheng said slowly: "It just so happens that I also have some friendship with Feng Mo."

The three of them remembered his identity. How could the people of the Tennis Association not know Fengmo!

So, three pairs of eyes looked at him together.

Zhao Yicheng laughed, "Let's go."

As a result, the hero's limelight was completely robbed, and he took the three little fans behind him to the Fengmo group.

"Mr. Wind, what a coincidence."

Feng Mo also saw them now, his gaze swept across the four of them, and then he paused slightly on Su Li's face before looking at Zhao Yicheng. "Mr. Zhao, are you eating here too?"

Zhao Yicheng nodded, "Yes, Mr. Feng, is this the matter?"

A smile appeared on Feng Mo's lips. He looked at the three little girls behind him and smiled: "The talk is over. What is Mr. Zhao?"

Zhao Yicheng took the opportunity to push them out, "This is my sister and her classmates. They are both students at the tennis school. They just saw you, the former No. 1 in the world."

Fengmo couldn't help saying: "Tsk, even if you retire, there are still fans. Hello."

"Hello Hello……"

The eyes of Xiao Ling and Zhao Qingxin were almost glued, only Su Li's face was calm, but there was a smile in those beautiful peach blossom eyes.

"That... Mr. Feng, can you sign me?" Xiao Ling took out the pen and paper from the bag and said blushingly.

Fengmo had a good temper, so he signed the name very readily. Zhao Qingxin also hurriedly asked for an autograph, and then smiled like a bear cub stealing honey.

"What about you? Do you want to sign?" Feng Mo's gaze fell on Su Li, not knowing why, he couldn't help but fall his gaze on Su Li at first sight.

A gurgling smile appeared in Su Li's eyes, "I didn't bring pen and paper today. If I have the opportunity next time, can Mr. Feng sign me again?"

"Of course." Feng Mo felt that she was a little different. No wonder he saw her at first sight and his eyes lingered.

Zhao Qingxin pouted her lips secretly. At this moment, she recovered from her excitement, and then she felt that Su Li was just the green tea in green tea!

She was so scheming. Although she didn't have an autograph, she took the opportunity to talk to her idol so much! How can I be so stupid!

After chatting for a few more words, Feng Mo left, and the three little girls looked at the tail of his car with reluctance.

Zhao Yicheng felt strange in his heart. Even his sister had been hooked away. The influence of this style was too great.

"I don't know if I can meet the Great God by chance next time..." Zhao Qingxin was quite regretful.

"Of course it can," said Zhao Yicheng, "isn't there a brand investor from your school in a few days? Fengmo will also go."

"What?" The three little girls were surprised in unison.

"It's no secret anymore. After Fengmo retired, he took over the family business. He provided many of the equipment in your school." Zhao Yicheng deeply felt that his status was not guaranteed, but what could he do?

Of course, choose to forgive!