The second-year middle school boys on the side were already dumbfounded, staring blankly at the two words that represent victory, feeling a little lost.
After Fu Jiu finished beating, she casually threw the mobile phone back into the hands of the prickly young man, and stood up with one hand in her pants, looking handsome as hell: "I won, go to pay the bill."
Such a top-notch cooperation, if those who are still speculating on the official Weibo that "this year's Imperial League may miss the top four in the country" see it, they will definitely shut up immediately!
Before anyone knew about it, the Imperial Alliance team had their most lethal secret weapon... that was Qin Mo and Fu Jiu's joint main attack!
The 4th and 2nd in the barbecue restaurant were really shocked and couldn't recover. After paying the bill, the thorny young man pulled the chair over and said to Fu Jiu, "Well, handsome guy, you take us as disciples, and we will be your disciples in the future. We went to school and our brothers covered you."
"My No. 1 middle school, your No. 2 middle school." Fu Jiu couldn't help reminding these No. 2 middle schools: "It's not the same school."
The thorny young man's eyes darkened for a moment, and then he said immediately: "Our No. 2 Middle School is next to No. 1 Middle School. It's not just a school, but it can cover you. He's really handsome. I'm not blowing it off. The boss of your No. 1 Middle School, see All four of us have to go around!"
Fu Jiu looked up at him, "Oh."
Oh what?
The thorn-headed youth really doesn't understand the boy anymore.
Are gamers like this?
Don't understand the suffering in reality?
"If you encounter any trouble at school..." the thorny young man wanted to persuade.
Fu Jiu interrupted him with a smile: "What kind of trouble do you think I can encounter with my skills?"
In a word.
The thorn-headed youth was choked immediately!
That's right, they still want to cover others.
How come I forgot the windy movement of this handsome guy in the barbecue restaurant just now.
Just those two slaps, maybe... maybe the four of them can't stop it!
wrong.
Wait a moment!
"Are you really from No. 1 Middle School?" When did No. 1 Middle School become so capable?
Fu Jiu raised her eyebrows with a serious face: "I'm such a top student, of course I'm in No. 1 Middle School."
Well, the thorn-headed young man was convinced. After all, looking at the young man's appearance, he was indeed not of the same type as them: "Today, heck, thank you."
Fu Jiu smiled lightly: "It's easy to say."
The four secondary players left first, and before they left, they didn't forget to look back, thinking who these two were, they were too powerful to kill even professional players.
As for other things... don't ask a group of middle school students to have so many brain cells.
After the thorn-headed youth left, the barbecue restaurant became much quieter.
Qin Mo turned his head to the side, and only glanced at Fu Jiu, with a mocking look in his eyes, his demeanor unchanged: "Student master?"
Fu Jiu sat up straight, "Compared to them, I'm a master of learning."
Qin Mo smiled: "Come here."
"Why?" Although Fu Jiu was puzzled, she still approached her.
Qin Mo stretched out his hand, pinched that handsome face, and said in a calm tone, "Look at how thick my brother's skin is."
Fu Jiu: ...
Qin Shen said that he likes to see teenagers looking depressed.
It's just such a posture, the boy's knee touched his, and the uplifted face in front of him was too fair and pretty...
Qin Mo's eyes sank, and he withdrew his hand immediately, as if there were some bacteria on the young man.
Fu Jiu also paused because of Qin Mo's action, and raised her eyebrows slightly.
An awkward atmosphere that had never existed between the two of them appeared...