The national school idol is a girl

"A place to relax and travel." Bo Jiu looked back, his thin lips slightly curved, very natural. After answering Qin Mo's question, he spoke to the phone again: "Mengran, hang up first. , please remember to send the specific location to my mobile phone. "

Qin Mo's eyes darkened as he watched Bo Jiu put his cell phone into his trouser pocket.

This was the first time he realized that even if he broke up with the boy, he could not control his behavior.

"The national competition is in three days, but you are still thinking about a place to relax and travel." Qin Mo's voice was slightly hooked, and his whole breath was a little cold: "It seems that I have arranged too little training for you."

Bo Jiu opened his mouth, but before he could speak, Qin Mo dragged him into the sports car.

Bo Jiu also discovered that the master's driving speed was really fast recently.

It was so fast that it seemed like it was going to hit something with her in the next second.

There was indeed anger in Qin Mo's eyes.

As early as when he heard the young man say the word "Mengran", he couldn't control himself.

Qin Mo knows very well that the most forgettable thing is first love.

But even so.

He was still jealous.

I even started to worry about what the young man would do if he couldn't help but go to Li Mengran again in the future?

As soon as he thought of this, Qin Mo's heart felt as if he had been stung by something invisible.

Stinging.

This is the only feeling he feels now.

The hands on the steering wheel tightened.

Finally, I calmed down.

Qin Mo's standard for calming down his emotions was that he would not give the boy that chance.

Call him domineering or selfish.

He just wanted to keep this guy by his side and break him up slowly.

Bo Jiu didn't understand why the great god looked at her like that.

How should I put it, murderous and a bit dangerous.

He was probably still angry about her doing it.

At this moment, the phone in his pants pocket started to vibrate.

Bo Jiu turned his head and saw that there were only two words on it, redemption.

She didn't hesitate and opened the web page almost in the next second to search for the micro forum that Li Mengran sent her.

But then Bo Jiu discovered that not everyone could enter the micro forum, and an invitation code was required to click in.

Bo Jiu is now almost 100% sure that there is indeed something wrong with this micro forum.

Because generally micro forums will open this function to visitors.

But this micro forum has extremely high requirements for becoming a member.

This is not normal.

Anyone who builds a micro forum on the Internet needs the number of visits and topics, which is commonly known as traffic.

But once this kind of invitation code restriction is implemented, it means that most of the traffic will be lost.

Then how can its profit be high?

Unless even if you need an invitation code, there will be many people who want to join.

Bo Jiu knew that there were two situations. One was some unsightly micro forums that needed this kind of invitation code.

The other is their hacker-specific micro forum, which also requires an invitation code to enter.

But obviously, this micro forum is not among these two.

What worries Bo Jiu most is that even under such circumstances, the number of visits to the micro forum is surprisingly high.

If according to Li Mengran, everyone here will share their painful secrets here.

The existence of this micro forum itself is a negative product.

Psychologists have long done research. If you are with someone who is depressed, the chance of you becoming depressed is much greater than the chance of that person becoming optimistic.

What's more, the gathering of so many people in pain will definitely have a huge negative impact on people's psychology...