The national school idol is a girl

After saying this, the four people started digging into their pockets, really collecting money.

"Brother, what you're doing is wrong." The prickly-haired young man turned around while collecting money: "We help people without asking for anything. This is called loyalty."

Bo Jiu chuckled: "As a student from the first college, I feel guilty helping you fight the first college. Do you want to be more loyal and stop fighting?"

"..." Please, brother, can you control your expression when you talk about guilt, so that you can't tell where you feel guilty at all?

The four people in the second hospital emptied their pockets and only managed to collect 80, which they put on the corner of the table: "After we settled the bill, this is all we have left."

Bo Jiu counted the things she and the master wanted. 80 was enough, so she smiled and said, "Give me a mobile phone and let's start."

"You don't even have a mobile phone? Let's play ball!" After the four second-year students finished speaking, they began to pull their hair.

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows: "Go and borrow one from the landlady."

"The boss lady's is a Nokia, so you can't play with it at all." It seems that he eats skewers here often, and even the boss lady knows what to use.

Bo Jiu also felt it was a pity and originally wanted to deal with Liu Zongming again.

Of course Qin Mo noticed the young man's appearance and frowned: "What's going on with this Liu Zongming?"

"We blocked me with others." Bo Jiu was telling the truth, although he didn't say the rest.

Upon hearing this, Qin Mo's eyes turned cold. He turned his head and said to the students from the second college who were still pulling their hair like labor reform prisoners: "I'll beat them."

"Really!?" The prickly-headed young man's eyes lit up, and then he asked, "Are you sure you have a mobile phone?"

Qin Mo didn't say anything. He glanced at him, took out his phone, and played with it in his palm.

The people over there were all excited: "We are in Area A, come in."

"You need to wait three minutes." Qin Mo's voice was very light.

The spiky-haired young man started to stare again: "Why?"

"Download." Qin Mo has indeed never played mobile games. After all, professional leagues are controlled by computers.

When the four of them saw this, they were a little worried. They whispered, "I feel a bit uneasy. He hasn't even downloaded the game. Is it okay?"

"There's nothing we can do about it. Liu Zongming really thinks he can do it if we continue to delay it." Someone said: "In the worst case, let's protect him and let him bring a healing skill. We don't expect him to move around and kill people. Give it to us." It’s okay to get some blood back.”

"It's done."

The four people over there were discussing tactics quite seriously.

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows, not letting the master move to kill? It's really...difficult.

There is wireless Internet in the barbecue restaurant, and it is not too slow to download mobile games.

Helpless, the prickly-haired young man had already regarded Qin Mo as a bragging newcomer, so he looked at Bo Jiu and the others with very pitiful eyes.

When Bo Jiu saw that Qin Mo was about to enter his account number, he stretched out his hand to block it, and said in a low voice: "Brother Mo, use my trumpet to log in, otherwise they will go crazy when they see your name."

Qin Mo did not refuse: "Account password?"

"135975280, password 000000." After Bo Jiu finished reporting.

Qin Mo clicked OK and logged into the game page.

"Alright, everyone is here!" The spiky-haired young man lowered his head and yelled: "Everyone will follow my command in a moment, especially..." After saying this, he raised his head and glanced at Qin Mo: "Brother , don’t rush forward for a while, just stay behind us, don’t let anyone kill you, it will affect our blood recovery. This is a tough battle and must be fought with strategy! "

Thanks for the extra update, beauties~