The national school idol is a girl

"The dormitory is full of boys, how can you live there?" He Honghua looked worried: "Why do you suddenly think of living on campus? You have been at home for so many years."

"Don't worry, you won't be discovered. The beds have bunk beds. I'll get a top bunk." Bo Jiu put his arm around He Honghua's soft shoulders: "Living on campus can give you more time to study, not to mention the Fu family. This period of time is also very critical. I don’t live at home, so you don’t have to worry about going home to cook something for me.”

"Your face has lost weight in recent competitions. You finally rested for two days. Of course you have to eat home food." He Honghua insisted on this.

Bo Jiu smiled and said, "I'll come back when I have a holiday. I'll take a break once a week."

In fact, she would still come back because it would be easier to check things at school and hide her identity better, but in the Fu family, the temporary dressing room she made would make it easier for her to do a lot of things.

But she wouldn't tell He Honghua any of these things.

The reason why the network terminal was not set up at Fu's house was because Bo Jiu was worried that if something went wrong, someone would target He Honghua.

First of all, she didn't know who the person from the crime team was, and secondly, the person pretending to be her had not been caught yet.

She couldn't take risks with He Honghua.

In the past, she was carefree because she was alone.

Now, she also has something she wants to protect, whether it's the Imperial Alliance or the mother in front of her.

He Honghua really looks more and more handsome as she looks at her. She didn't notice it before. Now she hears that she has her own plans for every decision she makes. She feels comforted and sad at the same time: "Then you have nothing to do these two days, are you at home? Mom will be there tomorrow I want to take you to a party."

"Tomorrow..." Bo Jiugang hesitated.

He Honghua immediately said: "Are you busy with something? If you have something to do, forget it."

"I do have something to do tomorrow, but when is the party, I'll try to get it done as early as possible." Bo Jiu always doted on He Honghua.

Regarding this point, He Honghua, who has reached middle age, is very helpful: "Tomorrow night is a group of friends, all from all walks of life in the city. I have just taken over some of the decisions of the Fu family. It would be inappropriate not to go. You know a lot of things." , Mom doesn’t understand anything, I feel more at ease with you following me.”

"Okay." Bo Jiu raised his hand and looked at the time: "Where is the location? I should be finished at seven o'clock. Then I will go in with my mother to eat and drink."

Who doesn't like having such a child around? He Honghua's chubby face smiled particularly joyfully: "You must also like that place. Didn't you always want your mother to take you to such high-class gatherings before? Now you can finally There’s a chance.”

Bo Jiu hummed and did not deny the past. The more differences there are, the more information will be exposed.

Some things would be better left unsaid.

If it was a party...it seemed like she would have to get a suit and go on the road.

Because we are acting together with a master, we must pay attention to some places.

There are more and more ways to avoid getting caught...

So the next day, when she woke up early and saw Director Huang and Manager Li again, and after getting the set of cleaning clothes, Bo Jiu didn't show how familiar she was with the job.

Instead, like a pretending novice, he struggled for half an hour before coming out of the locker room.

Qin Mo was already waiting on the sofa. He was wearing cleaning clothes, which not only did not reduce his nobility, but also made him stand out because of his blue and white uniform.

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows, raised his lips and smiled, then whistled: "Handsome."

Qin Mo raised his eyes and looked at the young man. The man had a mess of silver hair on his head. It was like a princess who had just taken a bath and was shaking her hair, just to attract his attention.

"come over."

Qin Mo's voice was very light. When Bo Jiuyi walked over, he stood up and put his fingers on the young man's head. His long fingers straightened the young man's silver hair. The lines on his profile were like his voice, with Jingui and indifferent: "You are so old that you don't even know how to comb your hair?"

Manager Li and Director Huang were still there. The latter was used to it. After all, he was tortured like this every time at the police station.

The former really doesn't know whether to look at these two people or somewhere else.

Mr. Qin's behavior is too blatant.

Bo Jiu raised his eyes, but he thought it was nothing, so he just fixed his hair.

Qin Mo also felt that it was nothing. Isn't it natural to do this if he wants to support the people around him?

Because the two people are close to each other.

Bo Jiu could clearly see that when the great god lowered his eyes, the black feather-like eyelashes were sweeping over them, always wanting people to reach out and touch them.

The reason Qin Mo lowered his eyes was because he was fixing someone's collar.

Bo Jiu is different from Qin Mo, and it can be seen from the way he dresses.

The boy's style is always casual and cool.

On the other hand, Qin Mo's body was straight and free of any dust.

With such a sense of abstinence, an idea would pop into Bo Jiu's mind from time to time.

I wonder if she will be unable to help but do something that will cause endless trouble for her when she leaves.

Bo Jiu moved his collar.

"Tight?" Qin Mo asked.

Bo Jiu: "Yeah."

Qin Mo stretched out his hand and made slight adjustments.

Manager Li coughed next to him: "Master Qin, Master Ninth, it's only seven o'clock. Do you want to have breakfast first and then go there?"

"No, we'll have dinner with our new colleagues later." Bo Jiu smiled, with a hint of evil: "There's good news at the dinner table."

Manager Li: ...He really didn’t expect that Mr. Qin would like this one.

"And Manager Li, don't come with us. Just find an ordinary employee in the human resources department. Don't reveal our identities. The more you don't know anything, the more natural you will behave." Bo Jiu sat on the chair, half-bent down, Tie your shoelaces, and when you look up again, you will be a clean cleaner.

Both Qin Mo and Bo Jiu have made some changes in appearance, basically to lower their appearance.

Qin Mo's face is so handsome that it's not easy to manipulate.

The two of them had to start with their hairstyle.

I couldn't tell whether it was green or blue spray, which accentuated the broken hair in front, and finally gave it a hint of non-mainstream meaning.

This is like a boy who ran away from home during the period of chuunibyou.

But the best thing is that he has a good-looking face, and it doesn't make him ugly after doing this.

The most important thing is to be able to change the temperament, especially Qin Mo's temperament, so that people will not resist.

Jiang treats his employees well, so the dormitory he lives in is not particularly bad.

But after all, this is a paddle market where every inch of land is precious, so don’t expect it to be very good.

The room did not face the sun, most of them were from out of town, and it was an old building that had not yet been demolished. There were people hanging all kinds of clothes on the railings, and the smell was not good.

Walking from the first floor to the second floor, there was a moldy smell all the way.

Bo Jiu didn't care much about the surrounding environment.

She originally thought that a noble young master like the Great God would definitely not be able to bear it.

Looking back, I found that the master's expression had not changed at all. He was perfectly integrated with the surrounding environment, but he spoke less.

He was as indifferent as ice to the employee who brought them here who was ogling him.

Bo Jiu then remembered that the great god had said that he grew up in the army. Even if he had forgotten the days when he was with her when he was a child, the army should be true.

In other words, it is very likely that the master has received professional special training?

Thinking of this, the corner of Bo Jiu's mouth raised slightly. It was not too strange that she was discovered the year she first fought against the great god.

On the other hand, the employee's face became a little cold when she saw that the handsome new guy was ignoring her. He was just a migrant worker from other places. She felt much more arrogant when she saw it. In the end, she had to give in to reality.

Forget it, she didn't want to force anyone.

"This is the room." The employee stood outside the door, holding a key in his hand: "There are just two beds left in it. You two can share them and see who sleeps where."

Just when the employee was talking.

All the men standing in the public area washing up looked over.

After all, it is rare to see such a good-looking young man here.

In fact, some of the structures of this building are like the basement of the imperial capital.

In the basement, people wash their hands in a communal way, and they have to queue up when there are many people.

"Steward, where did these two come from?"

One of the middle-aged men spat out the mouthwash in his mouth into the pool, turned his eyes sideways, and smiled heartily, with the unique enthusiasm of a country man from out of town. He was probably from around here, and his accent hadn't changed yet.

Many people say that because the city is developing so fast, people will become indifferent due to pressure.

These problems do not exist for middle-aged people who just want to work and earn their hard-earned money to go back.

The man was very enthusiastic.

The employee's mood was very low: "Two short-term workers from other places are also responsible for cleaning. You will take care of them today to see if they are suitable for the job."

"Okay!"

"That's right." The employee seemed to have thought of something and pointed to Bo Jiu's hair: "If you really want to stay, make your hair a normal color. Our night scene is different from other nightclubs outside, and we have very high requirements for our employees."

Bo Jiu didn't know that nightclubs also manage employees' hairstyles, and Jiangzuo's management of the industry was quite interesting.

"good."

After responding.

The employee glanced at Qin Mo again and saw that he had no reaction at all, so he didn't bother to pay attention and went straight downstairs.

Such daily behavior made no one in the Tongzi Tower doubt Qin Mo and Bo Jiu.

But these two are newcomers after all, and not many people will come up to talk.

There are some who live in one room.

The middle-aged man approached Bo Jiu with the washbasin. After taking a look at him, he said regretfully, "How old are you, and you just go out to work? Why don't you study hard?"

"Don't worry, big brother, I'm an adult." Bo Jiuyi smiled: "I'm just a little hungry now. I've been away from home for too long and I want to eat something warm."

The middle-aged man immediately said: "Let's go in, put your things first, and then I will introduce you to the people in our house, and then we will go to eat together. Today the cafeteria made big steamed buns, you will definitely like to eat them!"

"She likes to eat everything."

At this time, Qin Mo spoke, and his magnetic voice made the middle-aged man look over.

"Do you know each other?"

Bo Jiu smiled and said, "We all go out to work together. There is no work to do at home."

No one has this talent for imitating language. He just listened to a few words spoken by the other party and learned the tone.

The original setting of an internet-addicted boy was also scrapped at this time.

It would be easier for people to believe it if the truth is mixed with falsehood.

When the middle-aged man heard Bo Jiu's accent, he felt a little more friendly: "Yes, there is no work to do at home. Come, these two beds are just like some schools, with bunk beds. The one sleeping next to you is also Among our fellow villagers, one of us doesn't have good hearing, so he just needs to speak in a louder voice. The other one likes to drink. The third one doesn't live here very much now. I don't know where he got rich. He will definitely come back when he comes back. Bring some wine and cigarettes to my brothers..."

This big brother is really enthusiastic about Bo Jiu and the others.

In order to avoid people being suspicious, Bo Jiu talked a bit about everyone's situation.

In fact, her focus was on the last one.

Qin Mo raised his eyes and scanned the bed with half-folded quilts.

The two people looked at each other, as if they understood each other tacitly.

"Everyone is working full-time this weekend. He will definitely be back soon. You are also in luck..."

The middle-aged man didn't know that this was not a matter of good taste or bad taste.

The reason why Qin Mo and Bo Jiu chose to lurk here today was because they knew that this day was a full-day shift for everyone.

The two of them were taken to the cafeteria by Big Brother.

The cafeteria was very noisy. Fortunately, the mobile phone used by the big brother was made in China and was very loud. As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw the target of Qin Mo and Bo Jiu's visit this time...Zhao Dabao.

Zhao Dabao is quite burly. If Bo Jiu and Qin Mo hadn't come, he should be the youngest among the cleaners. He was eating steamed buns when he saw someone he knew coming over with two unfamiliar faces. He frowned. .

This kind of reaction was completely taken into consideration by Qin Mo.

"The other party is on guard, and their first reaction is to doubt us."

So don’t mess with anyone but a psychologist. You can read psychology with subtle expressions.

Zhao Dabao was actually afraid, but he felt that even if the police investigated again, they would not find him cleaning the toilets.

But the supplier said to be more cautious: "These two..."

The big brother said enthusiastically: "We fellow villagers don't have much work at home. Come out and make some money."

"You come to the paddle market to make money at such a young age?" Zhao Sanbao looked at the two people sitting opposite him.

Bo Jiu and Qin Mo just let him look at him. The former scratched his head in embarrassment and did not take the initiative to talk to Zhao Sanbao. Instead, he asked the middle-aged man: "Big brother, where do you get the steamed buns? My cousin and I both I’m about to starve to death.”

Zhao Sanbao also has Zhao Sanbao's idea. If someone here can completely listen to him, then other bathrooms can be stocked at the same time. There seems to be no problem with these two people.

It would be better to wait for a long time and win over him.

Thinking of this, Zhao Sanbao took out his meal card and said, "There are plenty of steamed buns. You don't have a meal card yet. Take it. Brother Zhao invited you."

"This..." Bo Jiu looked at the meal card and did not pick it up.

"Brother Zhao gives it to you, just take it." Big Brother is always enthusiastic.

Bo Jiu knew this was an opportunity, took the meal card and said with a smile: "Thank you, Brother Zhao."