F * ck.
Where did Vice-captain go at such a critical moment?!
The youth was also stunned. He quickly glanced over, gesturing for Watanabe to head towards the left exit.
This was also why he had chosen to sit here. It was the closest to the exit, which was the best guarantee for them.
Although the youth was also a member of the Japanese, he wasn't as recognizable as Watanabe and Hoshino.
He raised the popcorn in his hand, blocking his fans.
Watanabe took the opportunity to press his cap down and dashed over.
He had used the fastest moves in his life to hide from his fans. Thinking about it, it was really sad.
Moreover, he hadn't expected his knee to hurt so much when he knocked into the chair.
"Hiss!"
Watanabe inhaled sharply, hugging his leg as he ran forward. He didn't seem like his usual playboy self.
But when he reached the exit, he saw a figure at the end.
"Vice-captain, why are you going there? That's the interview room, not the exit!"
Watanabe thought that the person in front would turn back after he shouted.
Unexpectedly, that person did not slow down at all. Instead, he completely disappeared around the corner.
Watanabe gritted his teeth and looked at the baby-faced man behind him who had been squeezed out of shape. He didn't care so much anymore. Anyway, the vice-captain's Chinese was good, and he wouldn't get lost here. At most, he could just ask his agent to come and get him.
He couldn't hold on any longer, he had to retreat!
Watanabe's name caused a huge reaction.
Even the female fans didn't know, looking at each other in confusion.
But the male fans and the professional teams knew.
"Watanabe?!"
"The Japanese are here?"
"How is that possible? It's just a revival match, why would they come?!"
"If Xiangnan were here, they could come and watch the match, but this situation …"
"What do you mean by this situation? Are we that bad?"
"We'll talk about that later. Are the Japanese really here?"
The officials were alarmed. The shoutcasters were already in a daze, and now they were even more confused. Who could tell them what was going on?
The media couldn't let this opportunity slip by. All of their cameras were aimed at one spot.
Some people had already run out from the other exit in order to block the exit.
One could imagine how chaotic the scene was.
At a time like this, the only ones who didn't change were the Supreme Alliance.
Lin Feng's arm was still on Yun Hu's shoulder. He had no intention of letting go.
Originally, he was talking to his best friend about Little Spade and their captain.
When he heard the explosion, he frowned. "Watanabe? The Japanese main force? "
"Looks like it." Yun Hu's gaze landed on the man's chin. He had just drunk some water and when the water droplets flowed down his chin and condensed into water droplets, he really wanted to kiss him.
Lin Feng was a naive and naive person. Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't notice it. It was the same this time. "What do you think they're here for? Are you here to seek revenge from Little Spade? For what happened on the Japanese server? "
"Not really." Yun Hu furrowed his brows. A certain someone was too close to him, her breath hitting his neck. It wasn't easy for him to tolerate it.
Lin Feng was still talking to himself.
Qin Mo, who was walking at the front, paused absentmindedly.
Lin Feng almost knocked into someone. If Yun Hu hadn't stopped him in time, Lin Feng would have crashed into him.
"Captain??"
Lin Feng didn't think he was in any danger. He wasn't Little Spade and if he had really bumped into Captain, with his mysophobia, he would definitely have increased his training.
Qin Mo turned back, his face handsome, his voice calm. "You guys leave first."
Lin Feng watched as his captain turned around and walked to the other side of the venue after saying that.
What was going on?
In the audience, Rao Rong tilted his head and asked the person beside him, "Is it time for us to leave?"
That person smiled and stood up. When he blended into the noisy crowd, his eyes were dark.
In the entire venue, the quietest place was the interview room at the end of the safety tunnel.
The emcee was passionate but it was a pity that the interview was only a few words long. It was a pity that he couldn't chat with the youngster for much longer.
Bo Jiu ended the interview. "That's basically it."
"Thank you, Big Spade, for accepting our interview. Just like all the fans, I'm looking forward to your performance in the National League." The emcee kept the microphone.
Bo Jiu chuckled, stuffing one hand into her pocket while the other was putting on her white earpiece.
Both the emcee and the cameraman froze on the spot. They looked towards the entrance, their eyes widening in disbelief.
It wasn't because of him, it was because of the figure walking over from the other side!
Since she was an emcee in the esports industry, she had a strong understanding of the Almighties in the game.
She had applied for five interviews with the person in front of her but the only answer she had gotten was "sorry."
Now that she had finally seen him in person, her emotions were unimaginable!
Hoshino.
International esports player.
The most valuable player of the year.
The top player in the world.
He had the speed of a gentle knife.
These were all words used to describe him.
But when she saw him in person.
That was when the emcee realized why people didn't compliment his skills while praising his looks.
He was too handsome, so handsome that she didn't know how to look into his eyes.
But right now, there was a question in everyone's mind.
That was the famous Almighty Hoshino. Why was he here?
The emcee was undoubtedly excited. She felt that this was a rare opportunity. She picked up the microphone and wanted to interview him.
On the other hand, after Hoshino entered, he didn't look anywhere but at the youngster's face. His gaze was deep and unwavering, as though they were familiar with each other.
Z, I know, it's you.
Bo Jiu hadn't expected to see Hoshino here. When she received his gaze, she was startled.
Her gaze flickered, then her lips curled upwards, not avoiding him at all.
It was a silent acknowledgment.
It was a tacit understanding between them.
This wasn't a good place to reminisce. There were people around.
In reality, according to Hoshino's usual style, he wouldn't have approached the youngster directly.
He didn't care about anything.
But this time, it was different.
He was really afraid, afraid that that person would give him a negative answer.
Because he was most afraid that there would be no traces of that person in this world.
"Almighty Hoshino, let's have a chat?" When Bo Jiu said these words, she had already taken a step towards him, her lips lifted and her brows raised.
That was the person in Hoshino's memory.
Even though the hair color and age didn't match.
But everything was right.
When she asked this question, the youngster didn't forget to send him another message.
Pay attention to the left and right.
That was when he had helped Z cover up.
Both of them would give each other hints with their eyes at the ball or on the streets.
This time wasn't an exception.
Hoshino nodded slightly.
The two of them walked in tandem. Just as the crowd was still in shock over their relationship, Bo Jiu brushed past them and took the magnetic card from the host's pocket. It was used to unlock the door.
After she and Hoshino left the interview room, she reached out with her left hand and pressed it against the sensor.
When the door closed.
The emcee and the cameraman snapped out of their shock.
Their first reaction was to follow them and film.
But when they pushed the door open, they realized it was locked!!!
Why was it locked?
"Electromagnetic card," the cameraman reminded the emcee.
The emcee reached for her pocket and realized it was empty.
The cameraman watched as she searched through her pocket and frowned. "What's wrong?"
"My card is missing."
From the emcee's expression, she hadn't noticed anything when Bo Jiu brushed past him.
The corridor wasn't a good place to talk.
But at least it was better than the interview room.
They stood facing each other.
The sunlight shone through the windows.
Everyone walked to the other side because of Watanabe.
No one would come to the interview room.
Hoshino glanced down at the person in front of him.
Bo Jiu smiled lightly and was about to say something.
She had already been pulled into an embrace.
The voice was clear, warm and soft. It was so soft that only the two of them could hear it. "Long time no see, Z."
It was a hug from a good friend.
Bo Jiu could clearly hear the emotions in his voice.
She couldn't help reaching out and pressing her hand on Hoshino's back. She didn't say a word.
Both of them seemed to need to use this kind of method to celebrate their long-awaited reunion.
However, in the eyes of others, such a scene was not the case.
It was a hug as though there was no one else around.
It was a look of telepathy.
It was a closeness without any ill feelings.
This made Qin Mo stop in his tracks.
If there was anyone following behind him, they would be able to feel the coldness emanating from his back.
No one dared to move.
Amidst the interweaving lights, Qin Mo stood there with his back straight. His posture was so casual that it could be used as a poster. His deep eyes were clouded by a thin layer of gray mist because of the scene in front of him.
There had been signs before.
The earliest was on the streets of Tokyo.
After seeing the advertisement that Hoshino had filmed, that person's emotions had clearly fluctuated.
He had gotten someone to investigate.
But there hadn't been any actual interaction between the two of them.
What kind of existence was Hoshino to a certain someone?
Now he knew.
That person wasn't gay.
But the person wasn't him …
Qin Mo's gaze was cold as he flicked the cigarette between his fingers. The floor-to-ceiling windows behind him moved, making him look like a devil that could summon a group of demons. He was elegant and cold.
There wasn't a single bit of humanity in him.
The sharp Bo Jiu could sense his aura. The moment she glanced up, she saw someone watching her from afar.
That person held a cigarette in his hand, his slender fingers emitting a faint light. He stood there with a noble posture. For the first time, there was no smile on his face, only indifference. Even his eyes did not reflect anyone's shadow. His eyebrows were thick, his nose was high, and it was hard to get close to him …
The Almighty …
Before Bo Jiu could take a closer look, Qin Mo had already turned around.
Qin Mo had already turned around and was striding forward. The unapproachable aura behind him spread out in an instant. It was indescribably cold.
Bo Jiu stilled.
Did the Almighty see everything?
Hoshino sensed the pause in the person in his arms. He turned and looked in the direction she was looking at.
There was nothing.
"Was there someone?" Hoshino asked.
Bo Jiu nodded slowly.
Based on the scene just now.
The Almighty must have misunderstood her relationship with Hoshino.
Could she use this opportunity to get rid of the Almighty's feelings for her?
That was good too.
Bo Jiu lowered her lids, clenching her fists.
This kind of misunderstanding was better than the Almighty finding out her identity and thinking that it was all a lie from start to finish.
It was only a matter of time before she crossed swords with the Almighty.
She was the most sinful person on his list.
He was the criminal psychologist she needed to be wary of.
They weren't supposed to have any interactions.
It was just that it was too comfortable to be by that person's side, so it lost its original sense of danger.
After all, no one would protect her like a 'brother' …
She had never seen Z with such an expression.
Although the corners of his mouth were smiling, his eyes were filled with unknown emotions.
Was it because of the person who had just appeared?
Hoshino glanced in that direction again before retracting his gaze. His gaze landed on Bo Jiu's face. He spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear. "This isn't a disguise?"
Finally, the question had come.
Bo Jiu didn't know how to explain it to anyone.
No one would believe her even if she said it.
Even she wasn't a believer.
How could he believe in the resurrection of the dead?
But that was indeed the case …
"This isn't a disguise." She lowered her voice, listening to the footsteps that could no longer be heard. Her eyes shifted.
Hoshino frowned. "If it isn't a disguise, what is it? You look young, a high school student? How did you look five years ago? How did this happen? "
Bo Jiu knew that no one would come near them. After the Almighty left, there wouldn't be any reason for him to return. As long as she lowered her voice, no one would be able to hear her.
She reached out and pressed against the wall behind Hoshino, lowering her gaze. On the surface, it seemed like she was closing the distance between them but in reality, it was a hundred percent safer position.
"Because this isn't my body." Bo Jiu's tone was heavy, every word pressing against Hoshino's heart. "Hoshino, I died and came back to life. When I woke up, I was in this person's body, I … was reborn."
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