The camera turned to Qiao Yimo, and Qiao Yimo nodded.

Qiao Yimo and Leng Juan could also answer those few questions accurately without asking them back and forth.

Down here.

The trainee instructor next to the chief instructor was very puzzled, not knowing why the Leng family wanted to come up and get in. ,

He asked questioningly, "Chief instructor, what did you say to Mr. Leng?"

The chief instructor was silent for a while and sighed, "Nothing."

This year, he finally produced a record-breaking outstanding student. The video recording of the freshman this time is also an affirmation for him. After all, Qiao Yimo came from his training base.

If he and Qiao Yimo were on the same scene, he would be able to open up his own reputation, and the promotion of the base would be an excellent thing, but he had no eyes and lost the game!

He didn't know how many times he regretted behind his back!

How could he not see Qiao Yimo's strength?

Why was Leng Tiong guessed it?

Harmful, I still blame myself for my shallow vision and fail to see the real boss.

On the stage, the chat was in full swing, when someone suddenly asked, "Student Qiao Yimo, I want to ask you a question."

Qiao Yimo raised his eyebrows and said in a light tone, "Say."

The reporter smiled slightly, "What would you like to respond to the black posts on the Qingbei University Forum?"

Qiao Yimo's black eyes narrowed, and the cold light in his eyes suddenly appeared.

Needless to say, she also knew that the reporter asked about the videos and photos of beatings in high school.

Leng Juo's face was slightly tense, he looked at the reporter, and his voice was cold, "Excuse me about military training."

This morning he called and asked people to check, and he found out that a group of Heizi deliberately posted Hei Qiao Yimo recently.

Originally, after today's interview was over, he was going to ask Bo Hua to deal with it, but unexpectedly, the reporter stopped at this moment.

Qiao Yimo finally stepped forward, grabbed the reporter's microphone, and then smiled at the camera.

Leng Juan was stunned, but he didn't step forward to stop him.

The chief instructor was dumbfounded, a little panicked, "What is Qiao Yimo going to do?"

Qiao Yimo took the microphone and walked to the reporter, facing the camera. After changing his posture, he became lazy at the moment.

She raised her eyebrows, her eyebrows lazily.

The morning light shines on her profile, exquisite, three-dimensional and stunning.

Even though she was wearing a military uniform, she could still see a trace of scorn from her.

Qiao Yimo looked at Feng's eyes straight to the camera, with smiles and coldness in his eyes.

The reporter couldn't help but breathe tightly when facing her eyes.

This girl is so strong and cold!

At this time, the lens was all focused on Qiao Yimo, and he retreated coldly, back to the place where there was no lens.

The chief instructor took a look and quickly stepped forward and couldn't help asking, "This is...what's wrong?"

Lengjuan rubbed his forehead and glanced back at him, his brows full of anger.

He was so embarrassed to ask what's wrong? Didn't he find these reporters himself?

Just thinking about it, Qiao Yimo's cold and deep voice sounded.

This sound resounded throughout the training camp.

"Since friends from the reporter have asked so today." Qiao Yimo raised his eyebrows and smiled a little, "I will respond to that matter."

When the words fell, everyone held their breath.

Leng Tiong frowned, his eyes full of worry.

Qiao Yimo said slowly: "How did you write that post? I bullied two girls? Another one dropped out of school unbearably humiliated?"

Suddenly, the audience was dead.

Qiao Yimo's tone and attitude were too wild.

After a long while, she chuckled, her voice lazy and wild, "Where did the message come from? It's pretty linger!" JrNovels.com