The national school idol is a girl

What's more, it's a waste of time to think about who told this secret now.

How to save it is what he needs to do most.

Feng Yi clicked the mouse and read the content of the post three times.

From the time it was released until now, every point has been problematic.

First of all, let’s talk about the time this person chooses.

Posted early in the morning.

Most of the people online at this point are netizens.

The company is basically in a state of rest.

If he hadn't been mentally prepared in advance, he wouldn't have seen this post.

Let's talk about its content. If it simply talks about Mr. Qin's amnesia, it can also cause a very hot scene, but if there is no guidance behind it, he still has ways to deal with it.

The Imperial Alliance never makes excuses to shirk anything.

If fans want to know anything, they can ask the official directly.

But the person who posted this post didn't just want to expose the matter of Mr. Qin's amnesia. The key is that the country's reputation is involved, which will inevitably make people feel that this matter must be resolved.

This is not a fan post.

Fans don't do this kind of thing.

Feng Yi frowned. There was no need to expect the people in the organizing committee to not care about this matter. Even though they might not have cared about it before, now it has an online influence.

The organizing committee will also have its considerations.

Feng Yi stood up, and his first reaction was to use all his connections.

Regardless of what time it was, he dialed a number: "Hello, Mr. Li, that's it, there's something..."

It is hard for anyone to imagine that one day, the person known as the smiling fox will talk to someone on the phone with such a pleading tone.

But before he could finish speaking, the person over there interrupted him: "Xiao Feng, I saw the matter about your Imperial Alliance. How dare you hide such a big thing like Mr. Qin's amnesia? No, I asked you, why did you keep going back? It’s impossible for me not to break such big news, right? I’ve given you enough face, so don’t call me again.”

Instead of calling Mr. Feng warmly, he called Xiao Feng.

Feng Yi's fingers froze as he listened to the busy tone over there.

The assistant also woke up and looked at her, her eyes instantly turning red.

But what she didn't expect was that the man standing in front of the desk made a second call without even a moment's pause.

I was rejected again and again, even ridiculed.

Finally, someone finally agreed to talk to the organizing committee, but it was just a small talk.

The assistant looked at Mr. Feng who stretched out his hand to pull open his collar and felt that it was too difficult.

It's so difficult, why is he still smiling: "Thank you, Mr. Zhang, I'll treat you to a drink later."

After Feng Yi hung up the phone, the assistant walked over. Seeing him tilting his head and lighting a cigarette, he called out: "Mr. Feng."

Feng Yi seemed not to hear, obviously thinking about other things.

The assistant raised his voice; "How did you do it?"

"What?"

"I can tolerate those things as I am now."

Hearing this, Feng Yi seemed to pause for a moment, and then opened his thin lips and spoke: "When we first founded the Imperial Alliance, we encountered a lot of this kind of thing. We are an e-sports company, and we only deal with the Internet. At that time, no one recognized that the Imperial Alliance could be popular, and they only relied on Mr. Qin’s face to attract a lot of resources. Compared with that time, it is better now. "

"Is this better?" The assistant was puzzled.

Feng Yi smiled: "Of course it's better. Now we are a team that won't lose face to anyone on the battlefield at any time. After three years, we still have the group of fans who have been following the Imperial Alliance for three years."

"But those fans!" The assistant was a little excited: "If they are online, if it weren't for these people..."

Before the assistant could finish speaking, Feng Yi interrupted her: "Do you have a misunderstanding about the word fans? Of course they are not those who make trouble. The fans I am talking about are those who have been here until now." The people who are waiting for Mr. Qin and Xiao Spade to come back have feelings. Feelings are very mysterious, but everyone will think about it in the dead of night. There is a group of people, even if they are scarred, broken, and no longer. Perfect. But what they want to see most is this group of people, a team with less than one person.”

The assistant read so many replies that she almost became discouraged: "Do fans like that exist?"

"Yes." Feng Yi looked back, his eyes flashing with grace: "One thing you have to believe is that what kind of team the Imperial Alliance is will determine what kind of people will be left behind in the end."

The assistant was shocked. Everyone said he was a cunning businessman.

But after businessmen have feelings, they seem to be more eye-catching than ordinary people.

Feng Yi did not dwell on this issue for too long. He raised his wrist and said, "It's one o'clock in the morning. Go and get ready. Tomorrow, one of the challenge team members will be interviewed. What is the Imperial League like? It's up to them to play the game. It’s most suitable. I’m going to the organizing committee now.”

"Mr. Feng, won't you delete the post?" The assistant was surprised. After all, it was posted on their official website.

Feng Yi raised his eyes: "It's useless."

The assistant froze. This was the first time she heard the words "no use" from a man.

It's dark outside.

It's so dark that no light can be seen.

Half past one in the morning.

Quan, who was sitting in front of the computer, typed a string of words: "What you taught me is really powerful. Now the Internet is all in chaos. No matter how strong the background of Qin Mo is, he can only withdraw this time."

"Don't worry, this is just the first step." The man replied quickly.

Quan Zhen was shocked: "Just the first step?"

"Yes, I will teach you what to do in the second step now..."

After seeing this message, Quan's eyes lit up. He looked at the input status displayed over there and looked eager to try.

In the computer room of the apartment, Yunhu saw his cell phone ringing.

After turning off the sound, he went out to answer the phone.

Then, his pupils trembled, and his voice became much darker: "I understand, I will tell them, them? Some were too tired to practice and fell asleep. The captain is still familiar with the role operation. They are all very good. Well, who is this time? No reply, just went up to check on the specific situation.”

After hanging up the phone, Yun Hu opened the door and walked back. He first glanced at Bo Jiu, then shook everyone awake, and then spoke: "There is news from Feng Hu. The captain's amnesia has been reported. People have been exposed, and the Internet is in chaos now. We all need to understand it, so that we can be mentally prepared when the media asks about it. "

Lin Feng, who was yawning, suddenly woke up!

Almost everyone had the same reaction!

Uneasy, very uneasy!

Because everyone knows that this is no small matter!

Except for Qin Mo, the protagonist of the incident, his expression was still the same as before, with no ups and downs of emotions. He just turned his head and glanced at the person sitting next to him.

The guy's fingers seemed to be frozen.

Qin Mo's eyes deepened and he said nothing.

Lin Feng was the first to scroll open the page to find the breaking news.

In fact, there’s no need to look for it at all.

It has become popular on the official website.

You can see it as soon as you open it.

The number of replies has exceeded 10,000 and is still rising.

The team members gathered around and after seeing the contents, they were so angry that they wanted to pick up the keyboard and smash it into the ground.

Do those people understand?

They want to get together and play one more game.

Even one game is fine.

They just want to do their best to play this game well.

Even the amnesiac captain sat in front of the computer for ten hours in order to memorize the skills of those game characters.

What for?

Do these people understand?

But it happens to be more than just such a post.

In addition to this post, another post has also become popular, and it has become an unstoppable trend.

Again in the tone of a fan: "Such a big thing happened. As an old fan who likes the Imperial League, I just want to know who the person who broke the news is. Only people within the team know about this kind of thing. He also said We are like a family. Ever since Spade Z came in, there has been no peace. Who knew this first and still said it? I think we should find out!"

This kind of post is obviously rhythmic.

But some fans couldn't understand, so they actually responded below. Apart from talking about the z of spades, the one who replied the most was Lin Feng. The reason they gave was very simple. After all, he is a chatty person, so he must not be easy-going. I told someone, but fans exposed it.

After Lin Feng saw those replies, his first reaction was to look at the expressions of the team members: "No, no matter how quick my mouth is, I will not talk about this kind of thing casually, I..."

Before he could finish speaking.

There was a sudden clang!

Coco, who had been silent all this time, lifted up the keyboard and said, "I've had enough!"

The nicer and more lovable a person is, the more heart-pounding it will be when he gets angry.

Coco stood up, as if he was going to use all his strength to smash everything in the computer room: "Playing games, why do you want to play games! What a bad profession, how many people do you have to deal with when chatting! These likes, these are the fuck Do you like it? But anyone who knows something about liking will not be like this! I have had enough of this kind of liking! I can’t breathe anymore! Get out of the circle and fuck Dongzhou Sai. Whoever you want to beat, if I touch this thing again, I..."

"Coco!" Bo Jiuyi stretched out his hand and grabbed his wrist, then pulled the meow-type boy and pressed him into his arms. He raised his eyes half-way and said in a rustling voice: "Don't say anything that you will regret, let alone Swear those poisonous oaths, you are a professional e-sports player. What a professional e-sports player should do is to digest it no matter what you hear or encounter. It is impossible not to be negative, but more importantly, you go Now, what do you do to those people who really like you and support you, who treat you as an idol and want to see you every day, even if they just take a look and don't say a word?"

Three in one, four updates, safe.