I Wish Mo All the Best

The school beauty signed up for the campus singer competition.

The news spread like wildfire, and countless brothers and sisters were gearing up.

Tickets that were originally sold out and no one would be dissatisfied with them have become very popular. Now it is said that one ticket can sell a serving of Malatang, which shows how charming the school beauty is.

Only the squadron leader who saw through all this was holding a thermos cup, drinking wolfberry and watching indifferently.

So what if these brats are allowed to jump up and down.

The goddess was chased away by the male god after all. It’s a matter of the god’s circle, tsk tsk.

Qianmo was unaware of the little sensation she had caused. She was focused on the match between Xiao Hei and the black driver.

She calculated the time very well, and decided that the racing location would be in T city, a two-hour drive from the imperial capital, in a scrap steel factory.

Because the gangster's family and Bi Tingting's family were trying to suppress the situation, they did not call the police after consultation between the two parties, and did not even alert any social media.

Let Xiao Hei come forward alone to settle the matter, while a row of bodyguards outside sealed the news to ensure it would not be leaked.

Qianmo took a leave of absence from the school, claiming that she was learning paranoia treatment from her master and rescuing hostages. The squadron leader's face sank and he refused to give her a leave!

This cunning little girl went to see Hei Sai by herself, without an instructor? Do you still have any thoughts about respecting teachers and elders?

So Qianmo could only bring the squadron leader with him to study and make progress together, which made the squadron leader beam with joy.

On the way there, Xiao Hei closed his eyes and meditated in the passenger seat, Qianmo drove, and the squadron leader sat in the back and acted as a light bulb.

The squadron leader was a little skeptical.

Can this guy who lets a woman drive... really be able to race with people?

There is no speed limit on this highway. Qianmo drove the car so fast that Xiaohei stopped her several times but failed to calm her down. He had no choice but to...

"I'm carsick...slow down." Mr. Mo succumbed to his woman's poor driving skills.

Qianmo slowed down and the squadron leader swallowed his saliva, as if he saw the tragic scene of the hostages being torn apart...

"If Master Mo loses, will the hostages be in danger?" The squadron leader has now classified Xiao Hei, who claims to be motion sick, into the less reliable group.

Everyone knows that Mo Shao has a great background and he used to be a fighting hero, but being able to fight doesn't mean he's also good at racing.

"Maybe." Qianmo deliberately frightened the squadron leader.

"That..."

The squadron leader hesitated, should he change his position?

"Tingtian..." Qianmo held the steering wheel.

"It's my fate." Xiao Hei said with heartfelt smiles.

Squadron Leader: The fear of being dominated by Master Mo’s suspected motion sickness!

"Squadron Captain, have you ever heard of such a sentence?" Qianmo was addicted to teasing his teacher.

Xiao Hei remained silent at this time, watching his wife skillfully deceive others.

"What?" The squadron leader swallowed his saliva, so nervous what to do!

"God doesn't create perfect people! Look at my fiancé, he's handsome, rich, and a former Kongte. He's the proud son of God. Is it possible that he can take advantage of all the good things?"

A proper concept change.

The squadron leader thought it was quite reasonable and nodded seriously.

"Then what should I do? I can't... I take the place of Young Master Mo, right?"

In every man's heart, there is a battlefield plot of wearing a beautiful dress and an angry horse. Naturally, he likes racing, which is such a hormonal thing.

only...

“Do you have a super license?”

The squadron leader was silent, and a sad melody sounded in his heart.

Rivers and mountains are only in my dreams...

Just think about this kind of heroic plot.

"My master recently gave me a fortune telling and said that I have been blessed recently. Captain, why don't you make a bet with me in order to rescue the hostages?"

Dig hole JPG.

"What?" The squadron leader was puzzled.

"Whatever I say will work. Let's make a bet. You say he can't win, and I bet that he can win. Then if I win, when I graduate and get married, you can go on stage and sing Conquer for us."

To deceive one's own teacher is to be ruthless and ruthless.

Let your teacher sing Conquest, this is the dream of many naughty children, how simple.

"If I lose, I will contract the movie tickets for you and my wife for the next year. Think about it, you and my wife are sitting side by side in the dark cinema, and you stretch out your evil claws -"

"Chen Qianmo!" The squadron leader's face turned red.

It’s so outrageous that he even dares to make jokes about the teacher!

As soon as this girl came out of school, all her aloof and aloof persona collapsed, and she let herself go, which was very outrageous!

"Oh, it's understandable that you don't want to bet. Xiaohei, use my mobile phone to call my wife and tell her that her wife, all dressed up, went to the Wulitun bar to dance with a pretty girl."

Xiao Hei was really obedient and immediately took out Qianmo's Doraemon-shaped mobile phone.

The squadron leader was almost furious, "Chen Qianmo! You are slandering - and why do you have my wife's phone number? And that guy who is holding Fatty Lan's hand, put it down!"

Develop all available strengths. His wife is Master Qianmo's subordinate. When they went to find the master, they had snacks and gossiped together. Can you tell him this kind of thing?

In short, the squadron leader surrendered.

Although the bet of being locked up in a dark room with my wife for a year and stretching out my claws is very attractive - ah, let this little girl lead her into the ditch.

But when it came to the actual competition, the squadron leader was still sweating because of Yu Changmo.

The abandoned steel factory has been renovated and illuminated at night, making it brightly lit.

There is also a stand for professional commentators, with a row of computers on the stage to facilitate commentary.

The two cars were parked at the starting point, and there were two team assistants to facilitate tire changes and so on. Although there were only two people competing, everything was as normal as a regular event.

There were only a dozen spectators in such a large venue. In addition to Qianmo and the squadron leader, they were Bi Tingting's family members and the black driver's family members. The two families were chatting, and Qianmo passed by pretending to be a passerby.

Talking about business...

So, no one cares about the kidnapped Bi Tingting?

The world of rich people is really scary.

However, Qianmo herself is not worried about Bi Tingting, not because she holds grudge against Bi Tingting who once coveted Xiao Hei, but because——

She focused her attention on the black driver who was preparing for the race.

His name is Wang Wangwan, a Chinese from Country M. This pouty name was chosen very casually. His parents probably drank too much when they named him, but no matter what, this guy is still very handsome.

It's a bit like the version of Dongfang Bubai played by the goddess. When he raises his eyes and raises his hands, he is charming and can't tell the difference between male and female.

Qianmo is not a person who cares about appearance, but seeing this face, and then thinking about the bet of kneeling down and calling daddy if she loses...

Inexplicably, she felt that the hostages were safe, even Bi Tingting's family thought so.

It's such a pity that such a handsome boy has mental illness.

The venue lights dimmed, and suddenly two lights shone on the car. The driver was ready, and the race began!

The two cars were speeding along the track, one behind the other. Qianmo's eyes kept stopping on Xiao Hei's car.

Stay steady, we can win.

Thanks to the leader Nuan Wuyi for the reward, the title and bonus will be given as a gift