The national school grass is a girl

Chapter 1372 The first thousand eight hundred and thirty-seven
Suddenly, a person stood up in the auditorium.

Because the figure and temperament are too outstanding.

It attracted a lot of attention in an instant.

"Xiao Da..."

"Did he come to the game too?"

"For such a final, it's impossible for the Xiaocheng team not to come."

"That's true, but looking at Xiao Da's appearance, don't you think that the Emperor League has lost and you have to leave."

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

The discussion became louder and louder.

But Xiao Jing didn't look at it, but put his eyes on Qin Mo, and when he went back to the city to take off his earphones to drink water, he suddenly said, "Qin Mo, Dongzhou Sai, your Imperial Alliance will Are you going to fight like this?"

This was the first time that everyone heard Xiao Jing say such a thing. After all, whether it was a game or an interview, Captain Xiao was always able to keep silent.

After he spoke, Watanabe, who was sitting on the rest seat of Bei Haiguo, looked towards him.

The narrator and the organizing committee also focused their attention.

Normally, as long as it does not affect the game, they will not interfere with who speaks.

Just a little unexpected.

The director was very smart and knew that this was a point to watch, so he directly shifted the camera to Qin Mo's face.

At this time, the audience of the live broadcast had only one thought.

I, Daqin God, still have the mind to drink water.

The game was so intense.

Why is the posture of drinking water still so handsome, even the slender fingers seem to be able to radiate light, I really want to lick the screen!

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

Unexpectedly, Qin Mo frowned, put down the mineral water bottle, held the mouse again with his right hand, and said only one word indifferently: "En."

Ok?
Um? ! ! !

What does um mean?
Zhao Sanpang wanted to learn to stand up and roar like a master!
He used to think that Qin Mo was incomparably in need of a beating.

Why amnesia is still such a virtue... Wait!
This guy, shouldn't... shouldn't!

Zhao Sanpang's eyes widened suddenly, then he sat down, touched his chin with his fingers, and said in a godlike manner, "Captain, I think Qin Mo is trying to hold back, do you have this feeling?"

Xiao Jing glanced at him, without going around in circles, and said what he wanted to say most concisely: "Qin Mo's memory has recovered."

"Absolutely recovered! He's almost hanging shoulder to shoulder with the sun. He was like this when he played against us!" Zhao Sanpang said through gritted teeth.

Goddess Luo hugged her face, looking like a cute nymphomaniac, only Bo Jiu was left in her eyes: "I don't think it's someone else who is holding back evil, but my male god is really holding back evil."

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

Have their own look at the figure.

Who is as big as him! ?

snort!
I really don't know how to appreciate it!
None of the people present knew Qin Mo better than these three.

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

The Imperial League is just struggling now.

Losing this game is a matter of time.

Mei Lin observed the emotions of the crowd: "We can see that some audiences on the field are starting to feel bored. Of course, the fans of the Diamond League are all worried about their favorite team. It's a pity, but as I said at the beginning In that way, in fact, the Imperial League can regard this battle with Beihai Kingdom as a sublimation study."

　Shao Shao Shao: Zhao Sanpang's new male god, Zhao Sanpang: We have vision, but we have to be humble!Girls, vote for a monthly ticket to prove your love for me!Shao Shao Shao: Shut up, you say that, no one voted!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)