"What are you looking at?"

The boy's action of looking back was too obvious.

Of course, Qin Mo's attention will be distracted.

Fu Jiu looked back and said, "I always feel that someone was looking at us just now."

"You have a good intuition." Qin Mo's voice was very light, and it sounded like an ordinary brother was praising his younger brother.

Fu Jiu was praised, of course he was happy. He was just about to tell her opinion.

But the next sentence of the great god was: "How did such a good intuition be cultivated? Just relying on a simple campus environment?"

I really can't relax my vigilance to the great gods at all times.

Fu Jiu sighed and blinked his left eye, very handsome: "It was learned in school. The teachers of No. 1 Middle School like to look inside from the back door. Over time, my intuition has improved. Brother Mo, as a top student, you cannot understand how we poor students want to send a WeChat message or read novels when we were in class. How dare we take out our mobile phone after watching all directions? This must have a good intuition to do it. Otherwise, if we are scanned, our mobile phone will be confiscated and we will be called to the office to have a heart-to-heart talk."

Qin Mo raised his eyes lightly after listening to the boy's explanation.

Fu Jiu knew that no matter what, this reason should have touched the great god a little bit.

However, the great god is always unexpectedly direct: "It seems that you are very experienced. How many times have you been talking about? Is this a summary of your heart?"

Fu Jiu:...

She seemed to have misunderstood something just now.

The great god's mood seems not to improve.

"It's getting late." Qin Mo glanced at the clock hanging on the wall and said to the team members who were stunned on the other side: "Everyone goes back to the hotel, there are new arrangements for tomorrow's itinerary."

"Ah? Yes, captain!"

Lin Feng and the others even slowed down their reactions half a beat.

After all, the conversation between the captain and the little spades always feels something strange.

It seemed as if only those two people could understand it, and the rest were covered in mist.

And... the captain is really different from the spades!

Since Qin Mo said he was leaving, Liuli could not force others to stay.

She smiled and wanted to send the Imperial Alliance team out.

But just as Fu Jiu walked to the machine at the door.

Something suddenly came across the foot.

If Fu Jiu hadn't had a quick reaction and good skills, he would have been lying there directly if he had been someone else.

Qin Mo was walking in front of Fu Jiu. After hearing the noise, he immediately retreated and pulled the boy to the left. Then, his cold eyes directly met the culprit on the right.

He was a Tokyo man with a handsome face, with headphones on his head, blonde hair, deep eye sockets, and black underneath.

This is a phenomenon caused by frequent reversal of day and night.

His legs were definitely not unintentional.

Because of that posture, it was full of provocation: "The team from China?"

The man spoke Tokyo dialect.

Not all team members can understand it.

But Qin Mo and Fu Jiu understood.

The man stood up and looked at Fu Jiu: "You called well just now, oh by the way, I forgot, you don't understand Tokyo dialect... Boss, come and translate it for me."

"No." Fu Jiu's voice was very light: "I understand."
Chapter completed!