"How do you know Yu Qiusao?"
At this time, a large number of fans rushed towards the basketball court.
As soon as Mo Jing saw this scene, his head started to hurt. He was so scared of this kind of scene that he immediately picked up the basketball and tried to run away.
"Go!"
Several boys quickly followed.
Some fans still pursue it relentlessly.
Mo Jing ran away very quickly, but the companions behind him were already exhausted and out of breath, and could not catch up with Mo Jing at all.
"Brother Jing, run first, we will find you later!" several companions shouted.
"Okay!" Mo Jing quickly rushed into a small alley, then turned left and right, and finally got rid of the people behind him.
He leaned against the wall and took a few breaths.
The videos and photos on the hot search made Mo Jing famous. His former classmates and relatives all sent him messages, and his phone was bombarded with calls.
Mo Jing cursed inwardly.
So annoying.
The key point is that at this time, Yu Qiu also sent him a message.
——You are still a little uglier than me.
Mo Jing: “…”
Mo Jing naturally couldn't bear it and sent a 60-second voice message to scold him.
——Don’t be angry, I have a few friends who want to get to know you. Let’s add WeChat first, have dinner together some other day, and then I’ll give you some extra lessons.
Mo Jing typed quickly: ...Are you sick?
The next moment, three verification messages sounded at the same time.
Mo Jing didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but he couldn't resist his curiosity and clicked to take a look. The avatar of the first verification message was a Q version of the God of Wealth, and his WeChat name was: Rich.
The avatar for the second verification message is a very old-fashioned photo of lotus flowers, with four large characters: Good luck all the time.
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