The first captain's game has come to a successful end, and everyone has seen how strong the captain Mo Zishu of the team from country H is.

The ten questions on the rush answer competition were all successfully answered by Mo Zishu and all the choices were correct, and the captains of the other nine teams were helpless from the beginning to the end, that is, the two of them looked at each other and were a little suspicious of life, and they couldn't compare to Mo Zishu's hand speed.

Although Zhang Jisheng had long expected this to be the case, he still had a little surprise and admiration in his heart.

"I didn't expect that this game was almost a one-sided abuse of Mo Zishu, the game between the captains has ended, and the live broadcast will continue." Zhang Jisheng said with the microphone, and then the staff who had been controlling the live broadcast temporarily turned off the camera.

"Congratulations, classmate Mo Zishu." Zhang Jisheng walked up to Mo Zishu and said with a smile, with no hidden appreciation for Mo Zishu in his eyes.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang." Mo Zishu bowed slightly, and her eyes with a faint and cool color fell on Zhang Jisheng's body, and an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Zhang Jisheng looked at Mo Zishu's eyes, his throat was stalked, and he suddenly didn't know how to take this sentence, and he always had a faint nervousness lingering around him in the face of the big guy.

"It's okay, work hard in the official competition later, come on." Zhang Jisheng waved his hand, and there was still a gentle smile on his lips, but the words he said later seemed a little redundant, and he was still a little surprised in his heart until now.

"Okay, Mr. Zhang." Mo Zishu replied softly, and her tone seemed to be mixed with shallow ridicule.

Zhang Jisheng's face was stunned, and he didn't know how to answer the call again, the big guy's voice Teacher Zhang, he really couldn't bear it, in front of the big guy, he couldn't afford the title of teacher.

Then Mo Zishu walked back towards his team with leisurely steps.

"Mr. Mo, please wait." At this moment, a gentle voice came from behind her, and there was a sense of youth wrapped in it.

Mo Zishu's footsteps paused slightly, but she didn't stop to wait for the person behind her, let alone turn around to see who the person was in the past, she didn't care.

Kitano Kazama and Kudo Noji glanced at each other, but they didn't expect Mo Zishu to stop, only trotting to catch up with Mo Zishu's figure, and followed Mo Zishu's side alone.

"Something?" Mo Zishu's eyebrows were slightly raised, her apricot-red lips were slightly hooked, and a wanton evil aura rose between her eyebrows, looking like a begonia blooming from the side, it was extremely enchanting, and there was always a faint coldness in her eyes.

Kitano Kazama and Kudo Noji glanced at each other again, as if they didn't expect Mo Zishu to be so direct, and suddenly didn't know how to speak.

"We just want to get to know you, classmate Mo, I don't know if it's inconvenient for classmate Mo to give us your contact information." In the end, it was Kitano Kazama who opened the mouth first, and the wording was still relatively direct but not very abrupt.

When Mo Zishu heard this, her slightly raised eyebrows flattened, and her slender and curved eyebrows were dyed with a touch of banter, and the next moment she said, "If it's inconvenient, you can't give it?" ”

Kitano Kazama and Kudo Noji didn't expect Mo Zishu's attitude to be so casual, and they now felt the slightest bit of an embarrassing atmosphere.

"Classmate Mo, we have no malicious intentions." Kudo Noji pursed his lips and said this uncertainly, and a faint embarrassment appeared on his handsome face.

"Hmm." Mo Zishu responded calmly, but did not take any action.

Kudo Noji and Kitano Kazama are unknown, so 'um' is over? So whether she agrees or not, the brains of the two people are suddenly not enough, the two of them are first-class and top-notch talents in their own countries, and now they are actually worried about asking for a contact information, and it is estimated that the people around them will be shocked to drop their jaws when they know it.

"Then, classmate Mo, did you agree or not?" Kudo Noji couldn't tell what Mo Zishu's attitude was for a while, although he himself had good grades, he also belonged to the people who had been in the flowers, he had talked about many girlfriends, and he never guessed the girl's mind, and now he couldn't understand Mo Zishu, but he believed in one thing he had always believed, that is: A girl with a higher appearance than him will not be fascinated by his appearance.

It has not been proven before, but it has now been proven.

Beino Kazama also looked at Mo Zishu, and didn't know how to speak, could it be that Mo's attitude was already rejecting them?

"Hey." Kitano Kazama sighed in his heart, but he was afraid that there was no hope.

“1839… 8795. This is my phone. Mo Zishu chuckled, reported his phone number, and walked away from the two.

Kudo Noji and Kitano Kazama didn't react at that moment, and then they recalled the string of numbers just now in a panic.

And it was not only Kitano Kazama and Kudo Noji who remembered that string of numbers, but also Richard who followed them.

Richard secretly memorized the number by heart, thinking that he would add friends when he went back, and his heart suddenly blossomed happily.

Mo Zishu returned to the team, He Jia and Lin Wei had already prepared drinks and snacks to wait for Mo Zishu's glorious return, originally Zhang Mintao, Qin Fei and others wanted to prepare for their Sister Mo, but they were snatched away by He Jia and Lin Wei.

"Well done, girl." Luo Caiming stood up from her seat, with a relieved expression on her face, she reached out and patted Mo Zishu on the shoulder, saying that she was not proud or proud in her heart, it was fake, but they were low-key.

"Welcome Sister Mo back to the team." Qin Fei and Zhang Mintao took the lead, and everyone in Mo Zishu's team stood up and applauded Mo Zishu.

"Sister Mo, you did a really beautiful job." Zhang Mintao looked at Mo Zishu's face that was too beautiful and terrifying, and his heart was pounding uncontrollably, so he had to hide the panic in his heart with an exaggerated look.

"Although I had expected that Sister Mo would definitely win this game, I really didn't expect that Sister Mo would win in a unilateral way, it's pitiful to think about the nine captains." Yan Hu shook his head and felt sorry for those people, but he was more excited.

"Me too, I really didn't expect it." Qin Fei nodded in agreement.

"Okay, okay, Sister Mo just came back and chattered around her, you are not tired, Sister Mo is tired, you can't let Sister Mo drink a sip of water first." He Jia looked at the bunch of boys in front of him with an unhappy face, and surrounded Sister Mo, she had no room for existence, she was very irritable, and she squeezed in directly to preach to them.

"Yes, yes, Sister Jia is mighty." Qin Fei jokingly said to He Jia, taking the lead in giving up his position.

Others also gave up their places.

After Mo Zishu returned to her seat, her state of mind remained the same and she did not feel relaxed, but she never felt any pressure.

"Sister Mo, you drink water first, I just secretly went to the backstage and found that there were braised chicken legs for sale, so I bought three of them and came back, I Weiwei and Sister Mo, one for each of us." He Jia took out three huge braised chicken thighs from the pocket of his clothes as if offering treasures, and in an instant, a smell of braised chicken diffused and made people drool.

Mo Zishu saw the big chicken leg covered with marinade and extremely full, and her throat unconsciously moved up and down, and she seemed to be a little hungry.

After He Jia gave the chicken thighs to Mo Zishu and Lin Wei, she took a big bite and said vaguely while chewing the food: "I don't know why this Olympiad can still sell chicken thighs." ”

Then the three of them began to nibble on the chicken legs, and the tempting aroma of braised meat wafted around and attracted people's appetite fingers.

"Damn, Jiajia, what are you eating, you don't even take us." Qin Fei was the first to come to He Jia, he looked at the big chicken leg in He Jia's hand and wanted to snatch it, but with Sister Mo by his side, he had a thief's heart but not a thief.

"Buy it yourself, it's in the background." He Jiahu treasured as if he was holding the hand of the chicken leg and dodged back.

"Orsay still sells this thing?" Qin Fei frowned and asked, why was he still a little unconvinced.

"Believe it or not, where did I buy it anyway?" He Jia said and took another big bite of the meat, and the big chicken leg quickly shrank in size at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Okay." Qin Fei pursed his lips, he also wanted to eat.

As for why the backstage of the Olympiad sells braised chicken legs, it has to start with someone who knows that Mo Zishu likes big chicken legs.

He was also very depressed, he originally only represented the Fu Group to participate in the friendly match of the Olympiad finals sub-region, who would have thought that his Mr. Fu would actually let him as the organizer propose to the Olympiad finals sub-region to set up a food area in the background, and there should be an area dedicated to selling all kinds of big chicken legs.

How much he wanted to vomit blood at that time, just like the water of the Yellow River, it came up from the sky, rolling endlessly.

Kitano Kazama and Kudo Noji both returned to their own teams, and when they passed by Mo Zishu's team area, their eyes looked at Mo Zishu, but what they didn't expect was that Mo Zishu was actually gnawing on chicken legs! It's also too much to accept.

Kitano Kazama and Kudo Noji glanced at each other, and knew in their hearts that they couldn't treat Mo Zishu as an ordinary person.

Then the two returned to the team and began to search for Mo Zishu's WeChat account.

After the WeChat account was searched, the system showed that the user did not exist, and the two of them clicked to confirm in confusion, and looked at the phone number entered again and again, it was indeed the number that Mo Zishu thought, and a strange feeling rose in his heart, that is, they were played?

But then the WeChat page's system seemed to be sluggish and unresponsive, and two seconds after they clicked confirm, a page popped up to add friends.

Kitano Kazama and Kudo Noji clicked add for some reason, and entered their own notes, and then looked at their phones with a confused expression.

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