The national school idol is a girl

It has to be said that Qin Mo's experience and skills can indeed make up for Bo Jiu's shortcomings in a short period of time.

Only then did Bo Jiu realize that even though her hand speed was increasing.

Because the number Z of Spades itself is not high enough, there will still be some obstacles.

In fact, this is something that every team knows very well.

Even they admit that the Z of Spades is very powerful.

But they would not think that they would lose to Z of Spades during the game.

They are a professional team, compared to newcomers in the new competition.

The national competition is not that easy to enter.

Qin Mo had already discovered this problem at the very beginning, so that's why he agreed to work with Bo Jiu at that time.

In addition to being happy with Bo Jiu, another reason is that it can be upgraded quickly.

Of course, the same goes for playing ranked.

In fact, record is of great help in upgrading.

But just relying on the current situation... it is still not as good as the Xiaocheng team.

Sensing that Qin Mo had stopped, Bo Jiu turned his head, doubts in his eyes.

Soft silver hair will become plush after it dries.

When Qin Mo saw the young man looking at him like this, his eyes became pale again.

Nothing, before meeting the Xiaocheng team.

There are no less than seven games to go.

Enough for his brother to practice.

As long as he is responsible for winning.

If people from other teams knew that Qin Mo had this idea, they would all vomit blood.

Do they look so much like sandbags?

Practice?

Qin Mo also doted on his younger brother to a certain extent.

This has something to do with the Qin family’s tutoring.

Nothing else, as long as you protect your own people.

"Are you sleepy?" Qin Mo asked the young man with side eyes.

The quality of a man's voice is inherently deep and pleasant, especially in dark nights.

Bo Jiu shook his head and made a seven sign towards Qin Mo while sliding the mouse.

That means she can still kill seven times.

Seeing the young man working so hard, Qin Mo's eyes changed a lot. In fact, being his younger brother doesn't require so much effort...

But before he could say anything, the cell phone next to him rang.

Bo Jiu thought it was business, raised an eyebrow, and motioned for him to take it.

Qin Mo himself knew very well that the song "City in the Sky" was specially designed for someone.

He stood up, took the phone over, and said in a low voice: "Hello."

"You took so long to answer my call, are you in a meeting again?" The woman on the phone was beautiful, not only beautiful, but also with an indescribable maturity and elegance. Anyone who saw her would be like I have to admire her temperament. As expected of a popular actress, even at this age, the beauty radiating from the outside is almost intoxicating. However, at this time, all her elegance was replaced by small complaints, as if she was a little childish: "You know Is that so? Your Aunt Wang has a grandson."

Qin Mo tilted his head and lit a cigarette: "I know."

"You only know two words? Who are you following this temperament? Alas!" The beauty was really helpless, and sighed and said: "I also want to have a grandson."

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Can you ask your Mr. Qin to help you steal one? He's not with you?"

"Yes." The beauty's eyes lit up: "Do you want to talk to your dad? Talk about your online girlfriend?"

Qin Mo's voice was very light: "Online girlfriend?"

As soon as the beauty heard her son's tone, she knew that the day was full of conversation...