The national school idol is a girl

Qin Mo glanced over, and the curve of his chin was still very nice: "What is this?"

The man smiled and said: "These two people have little experience, but they still have potential for development. When they get used to it, let them fight against Mr. Qin Mo."

"Okay." Qin Mo held his trouser pocket with one hand and walked over: "Go and tell the organizing committee when you will be expelled, and then we can talk about the competition."

The man's face froze: "Mr. Qin Mo, you are determined to suppress the newcomers."

"Suppress?" Qin Mo turned his eyes and smiled suddenly, with layers of ice in his eyes: "I hate people like you who have resorted to tricks and are high-sounding."

The man changed his tune quickly: "Mr. Qin Mo, indeed, if the suggestions I make don't suit your needs, you don't have to accept them, but there's no need to say so. After all, I like you very much."

Qin Mo held his trouser pocket with one hand and said in a low voice, "Oh? If you like it, then that's easy. Get out and I'll be back."

The man immediately walked away, calling on the phone as he walked, saying that Qin Mo was unwilling to fight. He was too famous and he couldn't persuade him.

Qin Mo's face didn't change much as he listened.

A few minutes passed.

The man was carried back.

Qin Mo adjusted his sleeves and looked at him, his eyes light but cold.

The man was about to jump up.

Qin Mo walked up to him, holding the mobile phone in his right hand, and made a call in front of the man.

When the man saw the number he dialed, his face turned pale: "Mr. Qin Mo, I..."

"Hello." Qin Mo ignored him and said in a very calm voice, "President Zhang, it's me."

"Director Yang said that you are unwilling to go to war. Is there something that has not been resolved?" The voice over there was still very regretful.

Qin Mo's eyes fell on the forehead of the man in front of him, seeing his unconscious uneasiness, but his mood did not change: "Director Yang introduced two new people to me. After hearing this, I planned to find a fight with these two new people. , After all, according to Director Yang, the old people are no longer good, it is time to add new blood, otherwise we old people will be attacking the newcomers. "

As soon as President Zhang heard this, he knew that the people below had messed up.

Why are you looking for Qin Mo?

Does Director Yang understand or not?

Apart from him, no one can carry the banner of Yanguo e-sports.

If you want those people to come back, only Qin Mo can do it!

Why is this key entrance so crowded?

President Zhang indeed knew what was going on.

There are clubs and teams below that want to surpass the Imperial League, which is normal.

It cannot be set in stone.

But just do this kind of thing normally.

What a big game this is.

Director Yang, doesn’t he have a clue?

President Zhang took a deep breath and said, "When he comes back, I will ask him to hand in his resignation."

"Of course you have to hand in your resignation." Qin Mo's voice didn't change much: "However, after I thought about it, Director Yang was right in what he said. This is a world competition. You can't just choose whoever has the most seniority. If you want to join, just come up with it. With great strength, since Director Yang thinks that us old people are suppressing the newcomers, I’m afraid some of their fans do too.”

Director Yang was a little confused when he heard this. Are you speaking for him?

President Zhang frowned: "What do you want to do?"

"Tell me the broadcast time of the other party." Qin Mo approached and looked at Director Yang condescendingly: "I use the trumpet to say hello to these two newcomers. Director Yang is not in vain."