The national school idol is a girl

A man suddenly stood up in the audience.

Because his body shape and temperament are too outstanding.

It attracted a lot of attention in an instant.

"Xiao Da..."

"Did he come to the game too?"

"It's impossible for the Xiaocheng team not to come to such a final."

"That's true, but looking at Xiao Da's appearance, he probably thinks that the Imperial Alliance has lost and wants to leave."

"To be honest, there is really no way to fight back. It's really a pity."

The chatter became louder and louder.

But Xiao Jing didn't look at it. Instead, he focused on Qin Mo. When he returned to the city and took off his headphones to drink water, he suddenly spoke: "Qin Mo, in the East Continent Tournament, your Imperial Alliance will Are you planning to fight like this?"

This was the first time that everyone heard Xiao Jing say such words. After all, whether it was a competition or an interview, Captain Xiao could never speak without speaking.

After he spoke, Watanabe, who was sitting on the rest bench in Beihai Country, all looked at him.

The commentator and the organizing committee also focused their attention.

Under normal circumstances, they will not interfere with who is talking as long as it does not affect the game.

I just didn't expect it.

The director was smart and knew this was a highlight, so he directly moved the camera to Qin Mo's face.

At this time, the viewers of the live broadcast had only one idea.

My Great Qin Shen actually still wants to drink water.

The competition has been so intense.

How come the posture of drinking water is still so handsome, even the slender fingers seem to be emitting light, I really want to lick the screen!

The director turned the camera around to see what Qin Mo said.

Unexpectedly, Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, put down the mineral water bottle, held the mouse again with his right hand, and said only one word with an indifferent expression: "Yeah."

Um?

Um? ! ! !

What does um mean?

Zhao Sanpang wanted to imitate a master and stand up and roar!

He had always felt that Qin Mo deserved a beating like no other.

How come amnesia is still such a virtue... Wait!

Could this guy...should he?

Zhao Sanpang suddenly widened his eyes, then sat down, touched his chin with his finger, and said in a serious voice: "Captain, I think Qin Mo is holding back his bad intentions. Do you feel this way?"

Xiao Jing glanced at him, did not go around in circles, and said what he wanted to say most concisely and concisely: "Qin Mo's memory has been restored."

"Absolutely recovered! His word "um" is almost shoulder to shoulder with the sun. He was like this when he played with us!" Zhao Sanpang said through gritted teeth.

Goddess Luo held her face in her hands, looking like a nymphomaniac, with only Bo Jiu in her eyes: "I think it's not anyone else who is holding back the evil, but my male god is the one who really holds it back."

Zhao Sanpang simply didn't want to pay attention to the fact that girls look at people's faces.

You have to look at your figure.

Who is as tall as him! ?

snort!

I really don’t know how to appreciate it!

No one present knew Qin Mo better than these three.

But obviously, in the eyes of many people, the outcome of this game has been decided.

The Imperial Alliance is just struggling now.

Losing this game is a matter of time.

Mei Lin observed everyone's emotions: "We can see that some spectators on the field are beginning to feel bored. Of course, the fans of the Imperial League are all worried about their favorite teams. It is a pity, but as I said at the beginning In that way, the Imperial Alliance can actually regard this battle with Beihai Kingdom as a learning experience for sublimation. "

Shao Shao Shao: Zhao Sanpang’s new male god, Zhao Sanpang: We have vision, but we have to be humble! Girls, vote for me to prove your love for me! Shao Shao Shao: Shut up, if you say this, no one will vote!