The national school idol is a girl

The moment An Yinghou finished speaking.

The cell phone in Bo Jiu's pocket rang.

Such a special ringtone made her pause for a moment. After taking out her phone, there was no specific display of the incoming call on the screen, but the string of numbers was particularly familiar to Bo Jiu.

And she knew very well that Hoshino would not take the initiative to call her if there was nothing serious.

Bo Jiu said to Queen An: "Sorry, I'll take a call." Then he stood up.

After walking to the entrance, Bo Jiu's whole person changed, especially her eyes, which were covered with a layer of light. The light made her look like a demon at night, dangerous and mysterious: "Hey."

"Something happened to Rao Rong." Hoshino slid his finger across the tablet page: "Now people in the entire e-sports circle are saying that there was something fishy in that game of yours."

"Naughty?" Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows.

Hoshinoichi said "Yeah": "Some people say that Rao Rong did not use all his strength in that game and deliberately lost to the Imperial Alliance. It was because someone placed a bet on this game. If the Imperial Alliance won, The other party can make a lot of money, and not only that, the crime team has already taken away Rao Rong, saying that there is some specific evidence that Rao Rong is the one who planned the girl's memorial. "

"That organization wants to push Rao Rong out and let him divert everyone's attention." Bo Jiu's eyes deepened: "The son of a hero should not be treated like this. Rao Rong worked harder than anyone else in that game. , If it weren’t for Rao Rong’s restraint, the opponent would have lost even more miserably.”

Hoshino smiled, as warm as ever: "Do you want to take action?"

"Yes." Bo Jiu glanced at the sky outside: "Let's meet outside the police station."

"It seems that you have already thought about how to slap the other person in the face." Hoshino crossed the key on the table with one finger: "I will prepare the costumes and props. Which one do you need?"

Bo Jiu thought for a moment: "Acoustic guitar, white T-shirt, black windbreaker, mask, hair dye, a motorcycle, something cooler."

"What are you going to do?" Hoshino glanced at the information in his hand: "Still using the guitar?"

Bo Jiu's thin lips curled up, bringing out a hint of evil: "Since I am going to return, of course I need the audience to prove it. Otherwise, how can I be worthy of the other party trying so hard to pretend to be me."

"Z, you're going to commit another foul." Hoshino said this, his eyes brightening like never before, as if they had been silent for a long time and then rekindled: "I understand, see you later."

"See you later." Bo Jiu hung up the phone and looked back at An Ying, whose eyes fell on her. She was a little embarrassed and wanted to see the master, but time was too tight and the master might not meet her. Bo Jiu Jiu knew very well that the great god was still angry, and it would be best if she could stay, but compared to these, she had more important things to do: "Aunt An, I have something urgent and I must leave first."

From the expression on Bo Jiu's face when he answered the phone, An Yinghou knew that the boy was indeed in an emergency. At her age, some things were more comprehensive: "Okay, you go ahead and do your work first. It's time to let my ice son worry." Otherwise, he will never understand that what two people need most when getting along is sincerity. "

After hearing this, Bo Jiu paused with his fingers, raised his eyes, and looked at An Yinghou: "Brother Mo is very good. It's my fault. I'm not sincere enough."

An Yinghou looked at the serious face of the young man and couldn't help but smile. How could anyone make the mistake of asking for her? Her ice son really had accumulated good fortune in his previous life to meet such a sensible child as Jiu. .

"You and your Brother Mo are really different. That boy Bing is not as gentle as you." An Yinghou smiled and said: "Jiu, you will suffer a loss if you do this. If he dares to bully you in the future, you and I I said, I'm on your side."

Bo Jiu glanced at the stairs next to him and said, "Brother Mo won't bully me."

It was the same when I was little.

On the surface it looked like she was suffering.

In fact, every time something happened, that person was the one who helped her out.

Families like An's have extremely high requirements for education.

Grandpa An is even more like this. He teaches the master to be like a prince, who plays the piano well and can play chess.

While she was still wandering around outside like a little clay figurine, the great god was already wearing his little suit to meet foreign guests.

An's house is right next door to theirs. Although it is the same villa, An's house is very clean.

Every time she climbed over the wall and knocked over a flower pot, when Grandpa An asked, the great master would say that he accidentally touched it.

Once, she opened An's safe.

It was also the master who came out to take the blame for her, and Grandpa An made her stand for a long time.

If it were the Great God himself, he would never make such a mistake, because in his eyes, these mistakes are very childish.

He has never been punished by Grandpa An.

Bo Jiu still remembers the way her canine pet stood in the middle of the hall, not showing any signs of impatience.

However, he was still not happy at that time. When he pulled her hand over, he had a cold look on his face: "You can cut yourself even if you open the lock. Bo Xiaojiu, are you an idiot? Bring the medicine box. If I find the blood on your hands touching my sheets, I will throw you out through the window."

Bo Jiu was used to threats like this and didn't take them seriously. What's more, in the end, a master bandaged her hands for her, so he probably didn't mind her being dirty.

That day, she still slept deeply while holding her small canine pet.

But before he went to sleep, he whispered in her ear: "You are so stupid, it seems that the safe needs to be modified."

From that day on, all the locks in the An family were replaced by electronic ones.

At that time, Bo Jiu told herself that she must take good care of her canine pet in the future.

Probably because of this, Bo Jiu didn't want to get that person's disgusted look one day.

An Yinghou looked at the young man's lowered eyes, stretched out his hand to push Bo Jiu, with a slight smile on his face, very like a mature queen: "Okay, you go ahead, I'll take care of Brother Mo."

Bo Jiu really didn't have time to stay any longer, but it didn't matter if she left, the master would probably come down to eat after she left.

After leaving the military compound, Bo Jiu took another look at the time on his phone, and then jumped into a taxi.

The night comes to everyone with the lighting of thousands of lights in the city.

The nightlife in the city center has really started to get lively. There are always many people near the commercial square. The most eye-catching advertising screens are hung on the buildings, and everything is showing human fireworks.

The study room on the second floor of the Qin family.

Qin Mo was still sitting in his original position. The difference was that the cigarette lighter he had previously held in his palm was plugged into the interface of his laptop...