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Eight hundred and sixty-seventh where is that guy?

Bo Jiu raised his eyes and looked at himself in the mirror.

If you dress like this, you can't take too long.

After all, this is the bathroom, and even when she came in, she hung the sign she was cleaning on the door handle.

It is inevitable that someone will knock on the door in a hurry.

So everything should be fast.

Plus this silver hair and this face are so recognizable.

Something has to be changed.

This time, Bo Jiu did not choose to wear a wig, but instead let Hoshino roll a can of ejectors into his uniform, so that it would be convenient for retreating for a while. After all, jumping and wall climbing are always indispensable in the process.

Bo Jiu narrowed his eyes, leaned over, lifted his forehead hair with his left hand, and raised the ejector with his right hand. The dazzling silver color was gradually rendered into pure black, just like the eyes of a boy reflecting in the mirror, deep as jade.

At this time, at the interview site, no one wanted to put the microphone in front of Qin Mo.

There are no less than five media outlets there.

Everyone knows what Qin Mo's appearance means.

Ratings, reports, headlines.

Whether it is e-sports or finance.

But it was too difficult to let Qin Mo say something.

Although the man did not show impatience, he was not very enthusiastic.

After all, the family background is there, and etiquette is the first priority.

So the man standing there with a tall body, like a bright breeze and bright moon, a little cold, but it is enough to bring people a stunning surprise to the audience.

In addition, Qin Mo is wearing a battle uniform, so it is worth it to be able to take one or two photos.

Even every question they had, Qin Mo used the word "yes" as a reply.

The media also admitted that they were defeated.

After all, the young master of the Qin family rarely appears in front of the public.

It would be pretty good if this is possible.

There are some questions they really dare not ask.

However, there were newcomers who had just arrived, who didn’t realize whether they dared to dare or not, and said directly: “Mr. Qin, after the last variety show was broadcast, many people had fans of you and your teammates. What do you think about the fact that you and Spades have become the most popular e-sports online?”

This question arises.

All the media is quiet.

Which one is from? It’s so bold, I asked a question that everyone wants to ask.

However, no one knows that after staying in Jiangcheng for a long time, Young Master Qin does not like to answer such questions.

As expected.

The man holding the microphone frowned.

The reporters subconsciously shrank their hands back.

I heard the heavy voice sounding, with a little carelessness: "The eyes of the masses are very bright."

When the rest of the team members heard this, they were all looking at the ceiling.

The captain's answer...is simply confirming this matter.

The media present are all talented, can’t you hear the meaning of it?

But the key point is, this is really a bit unexpected.

The newcomer wants to ask something more.

Qin Mo raised his eyes and glanced at the bodyguard beside him.

Such a move means the end of a single visit.

No one dared to step forward again. After all, Qin Mo had answered all five questions. In a sense, it was indeed time to end the visit.

But it's not enough.

Because every media wants to get more news about Qin Mo.

Lin Feng looked at the scene and couldn't help but shake his head. These people were really stupid. If all the questions were about spades, the captain would definitely be willing to answer them.

"Where is that guy?" Qin Mo suddenly stopped.
Chapter completed!
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