The national school idol is a girl

Qin Mo still remembered that when he received this igniter, he wanted to hold it in his hand and play with it several times. He couldn't get enough of it and loved it no matter how much he looked at it.

I don't want anyone to touch me except myself.

So I always carry it with me.

Qin Mo knew very well that the guy didn't know what day it was.

It could be seen from her wandering eyes that she felt guilty that she had forgotten everything.

The next day, I gave him something like this.

It's because that guy was the one who gave me the igniter, that's why I couldn't put it down.

But in the final analysis, even such a gift was obtained from her by means of his own tricks.

Qin Mo tightened his fingers and his eyes darkened.

"Captain..." COCO had just finished a webcast and was still wearing his battle uniform. He wanted to take advantage of the gap to come in and have a rest and seek comfort from the captain. As the person who is responsible for the entire team's external publicity, COCO sometimes really He often appears in the company, but he hasn't seen Agent Feng today, so he doesn't know what Qin Mo's mood is today.

After Qin Mo heard the voice, he glanced sideways.

COCO sat on the sofa, with his fangs exposed, and stretched out his hand to pull on his clothes: "Captain, next time you answer questions on the live broadcast, you and Xiao Spade should go there, 80% of the people will When they asked me if you were really together, I told them that you were brothers, but they still didn’t believe me. I’m not good at lying, so I almost exposed my secret to you.”

COCO talked for a while, and when he saw that his captain didn't even look at him, he jumped over unwillingly, with a bag of yogurt in his mouth and looking at Qin Mo.

The captain didn't seem to even look at him, holding something in his hand.

COCO looked at it for a while and really didn't understand what was so interesting about a gadget. The captain would look at it for a long time.

After drinking the yogurt, COCO threw the bag away and asked curiously: "Captain, what is this?"

COCO's question seemed to finally draw Qin Mo's eyes towards him.

"Igniter." Qin Mo's voice was very calm, as if there was nothing unusual about the thing in his hand.

Coco's eyes widened: "Is this an igniter? This shape? It's very nice. Where did you buy it?"

Qin Mo said nothing.

But that's it, COCO didn't realize that her captain was in a bad mood, and continued to look at the sterling silver lighter. The more she looked at it, the more she liked it: "Shall I light a cigarette to try?"

"Why are you lighting a cigarette?" Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and threw the cigarette lighter in his hand aside: "Such an ugly thing."

"Ugly?" COCO looked at the profile of his captain's face. There was no emotion on it. As naive as he was, COCO thought that the captain simply didn't like the igniter: "Captain thinks it's ugly, so just give it to me. I think it looks good. "

After Qin Mo heard those words, he raised his eyes and looked at COCO again.

The cold gaze made COCO's scalp numb. He thought he had said something wrong, and his outstretched left hand felt like it was frozen.

What does captain mean?

I've obviously said it looks ugly.

Doesn’t it mean you don’t like it if it looks ugly?

Why was she looking at him as if she was going to chop off his hand in the next second?

Just when COCO thought the captain would say something and sneer at him.

A cool and indifferent voice spoke again: "Whatever you want."

up to you?

Does the captain mean that he can take this igniter away?

But that's not what the captain's eyes said just now.

COCO confirmed again: "Can I really take it away?"

"I didn't say it was up to you." Qin Mo sat on the sheepskin office chair and opened the contract next to him with his slender white fingers. He had a handsome face, and there was no trace of warmth in his voice, which was cold for no reason.

Seeing that his captain's expression was really unkind, COCO had no choice but to shut his mouth and tentatively stretched out his hand to touch the electronic cigarette lighter. Seeing that there was really no reaction from him, he boldly put it in his trouser pocket. Turn around and plan to leave.

Qin Mo, who was sitting on the office chair, paused with his fingers for a moment. When he reacted, he had already spoken: "Put it back."

COCO looked back at his captain, his eyes a little shocked. After all, the captain had never been so inconsistent with his promise.

After Qin Mo caught COCO's gaze, his voice softened: "You can pick something else. Didn't you always like the mouse I used before?"

When COCO heard this, his focus immediately shifted. He put the igniter on the table and said excitedly: "The captain means that I can take the mouse."

"Yeah." Qin Mo said and took the igniter in his hand again.

Of course COCO saw this scene.

I was very confused as to what the captain thought of this igniter.

It's not important, but he treasures it so much. You must know that the Captain Mouse is a limited edition. It feels and looks great. He used to touch it but wouldn't let him touch it. Now he wants to keep an igniter. Just abandon the mouse directly.

Speaking of importance, the captain seemed to have planned to throw it away just now.

what happened?

Before COCO came over, he was picked up by Feng Yi who came to arrange work.

Along the way, COCO told their agent everything they saw, hoping that Feng Yi could help him analyze what was going on.

After hearing this, Agent Feng frowned even more tightly. It seemed that he still needed to have a good talk with those two people...

In the president's office, everything seemed unusually quiet without COCO.

Qin Mo glanced at the igniter in his palm and slid open the phone screen.

There is still no message in the WeChat dialog box.

When Feng Yi opened the door and walked in, this was what he saw.

"Since you want to get in touch, why not call Xiao Spade directly?"

Hearing this, Qin Mo raised his head and glanced at him, even his voice was cold: "The company is very busy today?"

"How is that possible? I'm very busy." As a manager, Feng Yi still dared to say something: "If you continue like this, how will the game be played? And the little spade usually listens to you. Is there any misunderstanding here? "

Qin Mo said nothing.

Feng Yi continued: "When it comes to love, there are some things that must be made clear. It won't help if you sit here like this."

Qin Mo sat back, pulled off his tie, and said in an ascetic tone, "The door is behind you." That means you can leave.

Feng Yi closed his mouth and felt that he had to talk clearly: "What are you angry about?"

This is a question with no answer.

The man in front of him was still looking at the contract in his hand, it was cold and there was no gap.

Feng Yi also knew that if he continued to ask, he wouldn't be able to get anything out.

I glanced at the electronic ignition that COCO mentioned just now. It was obviously too important, so even though I was very angry, I didn't throw it away.

It should be from Little Spades.

It seems that if you want to know why, you still have to put some effort into it.

As a club agent, he not only has to prevent his players from falling in love with outsiders, but also prevents them from falling in love with insiders.

"You don't have to worry about my condition."

Feng Yi finally waited until Qin Mo spoke. He didn't say the reason, but said in a calm voice: "There will be no problems in the competition."

At this point, Feng Yi really couldn't say anything else.

The problem can only be solved from the side.

The so-called sideways solution is to ask the other party.

After leaving the office, the first thing Feng Yi did was to call Bo Jiu.

The boy's cell phone was connected, but no one answered.

Feng Yi held his head, not knowing that Bo Jiu drank at noon.

There were about ten bottles of Budweiser, which Bo Jiu drank alone. After finishing the drink, he returned to the dormitory and went to bed.

She slept on the upper bunk, which was much quieter than the lower bunk.

Classes start on Sunday afternoon.

Bo Jiu was really not in the mood to go to the classroom.

I got on the bed, opened the quilt, covered my head, and listened to the rain starting again outside.

The scene on the street just now was still echoing in my mind.

From a distance, the man sitting in the car clearly saw her, but his eyes were indifferent, as if she was just an ordinary person.

Bo Jiu's body froze, as if his heart was being held tightly.

I couldn't sleep at first.

Later, after the alcohol got stronger, sleepiness gradually came, and the area in my chest was still a little hard to accept for a while, feeling empty as if I had lost something.

Fortunately, wine is still useful and can help sleep.

So Bo Jiu, who was asleep, didn't hear the vibration of his phone.

People in the same dormitory didn't dare to disturb Bo Jiu, but when they heard their cell phones ringing, they thought something was wrong.

The roommates, represented by Zhu Tou, first looked at the caller ID, and the words "Feng Hu" stood out particularly eye-catchingly.

However, they didn't dare to touch the school boss's phone, so they could only wait for the sound to weaken.

Bo Jiu, who was asleep, was dreaming.

The dreams are all scenes from my childhood.

When I woke up, there was no one in the dormitory. They must have gone to class.

Bo Jiu just lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

During this period of time, Bo Jiu has been with Qin Mo. Scenes like this when he opened his eyes and saw no one there have become rare since that day.

Because every time she wakes up.

There will always be someone by your side.

Now obviously I can no longer enjoy that kind of treatment.

Bo Jiu turned his face away, his face was weak, and his movements were not as sharp as before.

The school director happened to come with people from the student union to inspect the dormitory. Classes were in session and there were students sleeping in the dormitory.

It is conceivable that no matter who that person is, the school director's face will not be too good.

But precisely because it was Bo Jiu, the punishment was not too harsh.

"Go to the playground, frog jump, jump a hundred times and then go to class for me."

The director of that school is pretty good. He is usually a bit strict with students, but he always treats them well.

Even though Bo Jiu had never been to school, he respected such a teacher.

Since I didn't want to be idle, I walked to the playground, squatted down, put my hands behind my back and started jumping.

Bo Jiu's jump attracted many students to look downstairs.

"Look, isn't this the number one in the grade?"

"On your first day on campus, you just jumped like a frog?"

"I was caught by the big devil. I, Jiu Dian, am really unlucky. But what should I do if I, Jiu Dian, are so handsome and cute when I jump up and down like this?"

Some students in ordinary classes have started blatant discussions.

The teacher standing on the podium knocked hard on the blackboard: "Bring your attention back to me."

It seems that in the future, she will have to discuss with the school leaders. Even if she has to punish someone in the future, she should not do it on the playground. This is too eye-catching.

It is indeed eye-catching. With Bo Jiu's silver hair and that face, it is so rare to see Bo Jiu dancing with his hands behind his back. No wonder people want to see it.

But as the saying goes, enemies often meet in a narrow road.

The schools in the first and second colleges are close to each other.

Even though the playground of the useless second courtyard is not as big as that of the first courtyard.

But the two playgrounds are also next to each other, separated by a net.

It is common for young people in the second grade of middle school to be punished. As soon as they went out, they saw Bo Jiushi jumping on the playground of the courtyard opposite. He was a little excited. He even ignored the school leader behind him who hit him with a book and ran over and asked. Bo Jiu: "Hey, why were you punished? It's strange."

Bo Jiu said nothing.

The young man in the second grade of middle school continued: "Let me tell you that I was very unjustly punished this time. I asked you to fight for me last time. Make sure you still remember the relationship between me and my girlfriend. Didn't you say that I just ran away? You went to the same hospital and gave my girlfriend a lunch, and used the roses planted in the school to express love. It doesn’t matter if your director there sees me angry, our director still has to punish me. "

Bo Jiu slowed down at this time, glanced at him, and spoke slowly: "Good punishment. Now I can't stand people like you who show affection everywhere."

Second grade youth:...

It takes time for the frog to jump.

The grassroots of the first school and the boss of the second school were punished at the same time. The scene was quite interesting.

But one of them is very clean and handsome from beginning to end.

The other one kept getting knocked on the head by the director.

Xue Yaoyao also saw this scene and put aside the carbon pen she was writing on, but did not look away from the boy.

All assessment scores in the school must pass in order to successfully participate in the national competition.

So Bo Jiu has always been cooperative in this regard.

The school director was also very satisfied with the child's attitude towards admitting his mistake and did not call the parents to inform them.

Bo Jiu was also lucky that his parents were not notified.

After all, the name Qin Mo was written in the column for contacting her parents.

However, after this time, even if it is notified.

He probably won't come either.

Bo Jiu sat on the edge next to the playground, using the back of his hand to press the sweat down his pointed chin.

This scene also makes the fans unable to control themselves.

The teachers probably also knew that no one was listening to this class, and everyone's attention was on the playground.

Bo Jiu's attention was on his mobile phone, but he still couldn't be too presumptuous in front of the school director. He found a place where no one was around to call Feng Da's agent.

As soon as Bo Jiu raised his finger, Feng Yi's call came again: "Little Spade, I finally got through your phone. Come to the club first. The last international champion Beihai National Team is here. They said... We need to visit our Imperial Alliance technology before the national competition.”