Chapter 1370
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Suddenly, someone stood up from the audience.
His figure and aura were too outstanding.
In an instant, he attracted a lot of attention.
"Almighty Xiao …"
"Is he here to watch the competition?"
"There's no way Xiangnan wouldn't be here for such a competition."
"That's true, but judging from Almighty Xiao's expression, he must be thinking that Supreme Alliance has lost and is leaving."
"Honestly, there's no way to retaliate, it's such a pity."
The discussion grew louder.
But Xiao Jing didn't look at them, instead, his gaze was on Qin Mo. While Qin Mo was drinking his water, he suddenly asked, "Qin Mo, is Supreme Alliance going to play the Asian Cup like this?"
This was the first time Xiao Jing said such a thing. Regardless of whether it was a competition or an interview, Captain Xiao had always been a man of few words.
The moment he spoke, Watanabe, who was seated in the Japanese's resting area, turned towards him.
The shoutcasters and committee members focused their attention as well.
Under normal circumstances, as long as it didn't affect the competition, they wouldn't interfere.
They just hadn't expected it.
The director was smart, knowing this was a highlight, hence, he shifted the camera to Qin Mo's face.
At this moment, the audience only had one thought.
The Almighty Qin was still in the mood to drink water.
The competition was already so intense.
Why was his drinking posture still so handsome, even his slender fingers seemed to be emitting light. They really wanted to lick the screen!
The director turned the camera over to see Qin Mo's reaction.
Unexpectedly, Qin Mo arched a brow, placing the bottle of water down. His right hand gripped the mouse once more, his expression indifferent. "Mmh."
Mmh?
Mmh?!!!
What did he mean by mmh?
Zhao Sanpang wanted to roar like the Beast King!
In the past, he had always felt that Qin Mo was incomparably annoying.
How could he still be like this after losing his memory … Wait a minute!
This guy, could it be … Could it be!
Zhao Sanpang's eyes widened, he sat down, caressing his chin with his fingers. "Captain, I think Qin Mo is up to no good, do you think so too?"
Xiao Jing glanced at him, not beating around the bush, he simply said what he wanted to say. "Qin Mo has recovered his memory."
"He's definitely recovered! That 'yes' of his is almost on par with the sun. He was like that when he was competing with us! "Zhao Sanpang said through gritted teeth.
Goddess Luo cupped her face, looking like a love-struck fool. She only had eyes for Bo Jiu. "I think my Almighty is the one holding back his naughtiness."
Zhao Sanpang simply didn't want to bother with the fact that girls always looked at people's faces.
There is itself to look at the figure.
Who could be more muscular than him!?
Hmph!
He really didn't know how to appreciate!
No one knew Qin Mo better than the three of them.
However, in the eyes of many, the outcome of this match had already been decided.
Supreme Alliance was just struggling.
It was only a matter of time before they lost this match.
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