It has to be said that Qin Mo's experience and skills can indeed make up for some of Fu Jiu's deficiencies in a short period of time.

Only then did Fu Jiu realize that even though her hands were fast.

Because the number Z of Spades itself is not high enough, there will still be some obstacles.

In fact, this is something that every team knows very well.

Even if they admit that the Z of Spades is very powerful.

But they don't think that they will lose to Spade Z during the game.

They are professional teams, compared to novices in the new promotion competition.

The national competition is not so easy to break through.

Qin Mo had already discovered this problem at the very beginning, so at that time, he agreed to write the book with Fu Jiu.

In addition to seeing Fu Jiu pleasing to the eye, there is another reason, that is, the book upgrades quickly.

Of course, playing ranked also.

In fact, the record is of great help to the upgrade.

But just relying on the current situation... it is not as good as the Shonan team.

Sensing that Qin Mo had stopped, Fu Jiu tilted her head, with doubts in her eyes.

After the soft silver hair dries, it will become fluffy.

Seeing the young man looking at him like this, Qin Mo's eyes dimmed again.

Nothing, before meeting the Shonan team.

There are no fewer than seven games left.

Enough for his brother to practice.

He is in charge of winning.

If people from other teams knew Qin Mo's thoughts, they would all vomit blood.

Do they look like sandbags?

Practice?

Qin Mo also spoiled his younger brother to a certain extent.

This has something to do with the Qin family's tutoring.

Nothing else, but anyone who belongs to him must be protected.

"Sleepy?" Qin Mo asked the boy with sideways eyes.

The man's voice is already deep and pleasant, especially in the dark night.

Fu Jiu shook her head, and made a sign of seven to Qin Mo while sliding the mouse.

That means she can kill seven more.

Seeing such a hard-working young man, Qin Mo's eyes changed a lot. In fact, being his younger brother doesn't need to work so hard...

But before he could speak, the phone next to him rang.

Fu Jiu thought it was business, so she raised her eyebrows and motioned for him to take it.

Qin Mo himself knew very well that the song "Castle in the Sky" was specially designed for someone.

He stood up, took the phone over, and said in a very calm voice, "Hello."

"It took me so long to answer my call. Are you in a meeting again?" The woman on the phone was beautiful, not only beautiful, but also with an indescribable maturity and elegance. Have to admire her temperament. As expected of a popular actress, even at this age, the beauty exuded from it is almost intoxicating, but at this time all her elegance has been replaced by a small complaint, which seems a bit childish: "You know Is it? Your Aunt Wang has her grandson in her arms."

Qin Mo tilted his head and lit a cigarette: "I know."

"Just know two words? Who are you following with your temper! Alas!" The beauty was really helpless, and sighed: "I also want to hug my grandson."

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows when he heard the words: "Can you ask your Mr. Qin to steal one for you, isn't he by your side?"

"Yes." The beauty's eyes lit up: "Do you want to talk to your dad? About your online girlfriend?"

Qin Mo's voice was very weak: "Online girlfriend?"

As soon as the beauty heard her son's tone, she knew that the chat was over...