The national school idol is a girl

Bo Jiu just walked over.

He was pushed into his arms with one hand.

You can smell the faint scent of mint tobacco.

It seems that even after a long night, this person can feel fresh and fresh, unlike someone who came off the card table.

"There is no sugar this time. There is artificial heating. Do you want it?" Qin Mo's voice was very calm.

Bo Jiu smiled: "Can I give you an extra kiss?"

"What a beautiful idea." Qin Mo hugged her in his arms. After rejecting her, he lowered his eyes, lowered his lips, and kissed the top of her head lightly.

Bo Jiu paused, hugged the person, and slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, as if even the air he breathed was sweet.

The people sitting at the card table were very sensible and did not ask where their captain had gone.

At first I thought the Internet was still very noisy.

Everyone has this thing in mind, and they will definitely not be able to sleep.

It wasn't until almost four o'clock that Feng Yi called and told them that the public opinion on the Internet had changed and asked them to take a good rest first.

Lin Feng really couldn't believe his ears.

After all, generally speaking, after something like this happens, it will take two days for the heat to subside.

He didn't expect that things would change so quickly.

Feng Yi didn't hide it from him: "Someone helped us find the person who posted it. The two posts came from the same IP, and the one who posted it is the anchor who provoked you."

Lin Feng's eyes widened when he heard this: "Should I say that netizens are too capable?"

"It's not a netizen." Rao Rong, who was standing nearby, spoke suddenly, glanced in the direction of the upstairs, half-smiling, "Maybe it's a hacker who is fighting an injustice." Feng Yi said with a smile, "Probably."

Everyone felt a lot more relaxed when they heard that the public opinion on the Internet had changed.

Feng Shang stammered and asked his brother: "Then, can the captain, can he play in the game?"

"We don't know yet. It depends on the decision of the organizing committee." Feng Yi is very rational. This is because he is a businessman. Some of the influence may be eliminated, but how will the organizing committee make a decision on such a matter? He doesn't know either.

The only thing that is certain is that no news now is the best news.

The organizing committee is also thinking about it.

The meeting is scheduled for tomorrow.

The Imperial Alliance still has a chance.

Feng Yi thought this, rubbed his eyebrows, and continued: "By the way, is Yaoyao still there?"

"exist."

"Give her the phone."

"good."

Xue Yaoyao took the phone in confusion.

Feng Yi chuckled and said: "The competition is about to begin. This is the last interview for the team. If you are doing a solo interview, you will definitely be asked about this period of time. Prepare for it tomorrow. The interview will be held at 9 o'clock in the morning. I’ll pick you up when the time comes.”

Xue Yaoyao was a little confused: "Me? Captain, Uncle Yin, Rao Shen, they are all here, I'm going?"

Is she suitable?

She has no qualifications and her skills are not the best in the team. She...

"You are the only girl besides Xiao Spade. It is not convenient for her to come out, and Mr. Qin cannot do the interview." Feng Yi only said one sentence, his suit straight: "Don't worry, I will be there when you are being interviewed. beside."

Hearing this, Xue Yaoyao nodded after a while: "I understand, Mr. Feng, don't worry, I will be well prepared."

the last time.

She wanted to speak for Jiudian, the captain, and the team.

Everyone sitting at the card table seemed to know it.

The captain will most likely not be able to play.

Because his amnesia is a fact.

This day is destined to be a sleepless night.

Even Bo Jiu didn't sleep well, even if Qin Mo was right within her reach.

Her eyebrows knitted together.

I don’t know why, but I dreamed that when she was a child, she was lying on the car window looking at him when he was leaving. She wanted to take one last look at him.

But she had forgotten that just the night before, the two of them had some trouble.

In two days, it will be the festival of Yan country. He must be preparing to return to his country for the festival. He is packing his luggage in his room, so why is he waiting for her in the yard.

That's why she was particularly depressed that day.

Because they separated because of trouble.

At that time, Bo Jiu was thinking that if they separated happily, maybe they could still keep communication open.

Later, when she secretly went back to look, he was no longer there...

The scene in the dream made Bo Jiu subconsciously hold Qin Mo's hand tightly. Qin Mo's eyes narrowed as he watched this scene, wondering what on earth this guy was dreaming about.

So sad?

Qin Mo reached out and lifted Bo Jiu's chin. After rubbing it, he leaned forward and kissed her lips.

After all, this is what the little gangster likes the most.

But this time, nothing has changed.

Qin Mo looked at that face and felt as if a stone had been pressed on his chest, making him extremely irritable.

Enough, she was just prey.

You've given her so much attention.

enough.

With this thought in mind, his hands picked him up, and the kiss became deeper. The purpose was just to wake someone up.

Bo Jiu did wake up. After realizing that the great god was kissing her, she paused for a moment before returning the kiss.

Qin Mo stretched out his hand to block her movement: "First, tell me what you dreamed about just now?"

"When we were in the Northern Federation, we were very young. We had a quarrel and separated. I secretly went back to find you, but unfortunately you had already returned to China." Bo Jiu pursed her lips when she talked about this.

I don't know if it was because her face was too small and tender that Qin Mo, like her, could comfort her: "It's just a dream."

"It's not a dream, it's real." Bo Jiu looked into his eyes: "It really happened, so Brother Mo, promise me one thing, don't leave me, okay? Look at me, I'm so beautiful, so rich, and I can avenge you in the game. Where can you find such a good sponsor?"

Qin Mo's voice was slow: "The points you mentioned are relatively easy to find, but it's really hard to find someone as thick-skinned as you."

Bo Jiu:... I thought that kissing her actively meant that she became gentle. Sure enough, the word gentle should not be used on a great god.

"So I don't plan to bother anymore." Qin Mo stretched out his hand and pinched her face: "Just right, I like such a thick one."

Bo Jiu smiled and stretched out his hand to hug his waist.

She wanted to say that it really didn't matter if she didn't recover her memory.

Just be by her side.

I was also worried that with the god's personality, he probably wouldn't really plan to recover. Forget it, it's good to be together like this.

This time I didn't have a nightmare.

He held her in his arms and pressed her head on his shoulder, with no intention of letting go.

The two of them looked good, and this posture, coupled with the morning light that was slightly shining in, made people feel beautiful.

He was wearing a white sweater, and she was leaning against him. Either of their profiles could cause screams.

But it seemed that they gave people the feeling that they only belonged to each other.

The next day.

The sun was shining.

Whether Qin Mo could participate in the competition was still waiting for the result.

The result was not something that anyone could control.

But Feng Yi still wanted to try harder.

No one knew that he hadn't slept all night.

Except for a shadow following him.

If it was normal, Feng Yi might have noticed this shadow.

But now he was only thinking about how to tell the organizing committee and those fans who no longer believed in Qin Mo the real situation.

He wanted to tell these people that even if that person had lost his memory, his instincts were still there, and he was the team's support more important than anyone else.

Therefore, Feng Yi spent three hours compiling a detailed introduction, without any sensational elements, just recording the data about Qin Mo since that day.

After doing all this, he began to contact the media.

There was no rest time in between.

Until he drove to the apartment where Xiao Heitao and the others were to pick up Xue Yaoyao.

Fan Jia knew that her chance had come.

Yes, she had been watching Feng Yi's movements since yesterday, just to find out where that person was now.

She had already analyzed it.

On the afternoon when she got off the plane, all the members of the Imperial Alliance left the club, but they didn't know where they went.

The East Continent Tournament was coming.

They couldn't go out to play at this time.

Or go out as a group.

Unless they were meeting someone very important.

That could only be Qin Mo.

It was a pity that she missed the first opportunity to track him.

Since she missed the last opportunity, she has been keeping an eye on Feng Yi.

But this person is really too smart.

So smart that she was almost discovered twice.

Fortunately, he was busy during this period, and the things she created made him no longer as indestructible as before.

She had followed him for so long, and today she finally found such a small loophole.

Fan Jia stood at the bottom of the building, curled her lips, looked at the floor the elevator was going up, and then remembered the number, her eyes sank, and she hid again.

No matter what she wanted to do, she had to prevent anyone from seeing her, at least not now.

Fan Jia pressed the brim of her hat, and then smiled. She finally found it, and she was going to take that person back to her side. She couldn't be like this. IGN

She should change her clothes that were already smelling, and then put on some makeup. Anyway, it was still early before dark.

She had plenty of time.

In Fan Jia's heart, she didn't think there was anything wrong with ruining Qin Mo's game.

People like that should do bigger things.

Whatever she did, it was because she liked him.

He wouldn't blame her.

But Fan Jia never thought that if she destroyed the most important thing for others, how could she be worthy of love?

Upstairs, Feng Yi saw the people who were still rubbing their eyes, and smiled with the corners of his mouth raised: "Why are you all up so early?"

"I just went to bed." After saying this, Rao Rong was afraid that he would feel burdened, so he added: "We played cards until four o'clock. The two people on the second floor probably couldn't be woken up, and Lin Feng was sleeping so hard that he even kicked his pillow to the ground."

Feng Yi raised his eyes and glanced at the clock: "The results of the things you care about will not be available until the afternoon. I will pick up Yaoyao first and do an interview."

"Yeah." Rao Rong opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, and finally smiled and said two words: "Come on."

Feng Yi hooked his suit jacket with one hand: "I will."

Just from the fact that Feng Yi came to pick people up.

You can tell how important this interview is.

Everyone seems to know it well.

The Supreme Alliance has really been suppressed to the bottom.

There are voices of support and voices of opposition on the Internet.

But at this time, one more voice of support can win them a bigger situation.

The organizing committee will make a decision in the afternoon.

Feng Yi used the relationship he had for so many years to ask whether he would use them to cause trouble, and only let them say what they wanted to say on the last day before the competition.

This is so difficult.

The longer people stay in this circle, the more they understand what it means.

Today's Xue Yaoyao is also different. She has always put on makeup and even cut off her hair until it reaches her shoulders.

She was wearing the team uniform that Bo Jiu had given her that day, and even on it, she wrote the word Jiu Dian and the bright support sign.

She looks like she wants to tell everyone.

The Imperial Alliance has not collapsed yet!

After Feng Yi saw Xue Yaoyao, he paused for a moment, then stretched out his hand and touched her head: "Good child."

The clock pointed to 8 o'clock. Grandpa, the housekeeper who always knew etiquette, did not leave these two to have breakfast because he knew that they had more important things to do.

It's half past nine in the morning.

The interview room on a certain platform was ready. After asking Xue Yaoyao to take a seat, she said, "I saw your solo show, it was very exciting."

"Thank you." Xue Yaoyao knew that the host would be polite first when he came up.

The interviewer smiled: "Can you tell me what brought you to where you are now? Your growth has surprised many people."

"Firstly, it's because I like it, and secondly, it's because I have my teammates here." Xue Yaoyao still couldn't let go: "They helped me a lot."

After hearing this, the interviewer changed his subject and landed on the most controversial topic today: "Recently, Dimeng has attracted a lot of topics on the Internet, but this time it is different from the last time. The last time it was you The deputy team leader is Qin Mo. Are you feeling a little complicated? "

After Xue Yaoyao heard the name, she raised her face and looked directly at the camera: "It is indeed very complicated. Whether it is the deputy team or the captain, without these two people, the Imperial Alliance would not have reached this point. I have seen a lot Post, I know some people want to let these two people leave. I won’t mention competitive sports. I just want to say that there is such a person. He led the Imperial League to fight through the siege with an injured hand, and played amazing games one after another. After endless competition, there is still a person who can resurrect the Imperial Alliance by herself. Isn't it worth letting them stay? Senior Lin Feng said a long time ago, nothing can compare. Those who are by your side when you are in the most difficult situation and think you can’t get out are the most important. Because you have fallen before, you understand better than anyone else. When everyone is saying that the Imperial Alliance may not be able to survive, those people are the most important. I myself have to worry about the people who are doing the best in the Imperial League, those who support us with their weak but powerful strength, those who come to watch our games even if they are eating instant noodles, those who have spent all their energy pocket money, just to buy a ticket, telling us that even if the Imperial Alliance can no longer match it like before, they will not leave. Thank you. Like you, I feel that the Imperial Alliance is missing. No one can do it. The Imperial Alliance needs you now, and I hope you can stand up and speak for it as you did before. "