C5 All Net Black for Smiling Depression

The photographer who followed Jing Mo was already sweating profusely. In the end, he couldn't hold on any longer and sat in the car. He slowly took pictures of Jing Mo.

The photographer was curious. They had already run two thousand meters. Why was Jing Mo's face still the same as before? Why did he still look so at ease? Logically speaking, shouldn't an actor's body be very weak?

Not only was he curious, even the audience couldn't wait to post on the forum.

Jing Mo is in good health?

His face was not red and he was breathing heavily. Even his heart doesn't beat #

Who can tell me why Bai Zi's idol is Jing Mo!?

...

There was even a title that confused the netizens. When they looked inside, they found out that Jing Mo's physical strength had increased to a thousand meters when they were in school.

As for Jing Mo, he had run three thousand meters. It was no longer possible. It was not as heaven defying as the netizens had said, but it had only been twenty minutes since he ran three thousand meters.

This good body was thanks to the fact that he had acted in an ancient costume drama some time ago. The director was a nitpicky person and had used his power to throw him and a few main actors into the army to train for a month.

Because he had not rested well during this period of time, he had lost some weight. In addition, he was wearing a mask, so Jing Mo was not recognized. Besides, there were bodyguards beside him, so the three thousand meter run was exceptionally smooth.

But gradually, Jing Mo found that there were passers-by who would stop to look at him or run with him.

In reality, the internet was so scary. They only looked at him from afar and didn't come forward to scold him for losing something.

Seeing that there were many people around, he decided to stop and walk slowly.

It did not matter if he could not get first place. In any case, he was just a piece of trash. He was incapable of doing anything, and failure was a very normal thing. It was also a basic operation to be spurned by others.

The smile on the young man's face became brighter and brighter. He was surrounded by people, but he did not get close. There were some bodyguards beside him to stop some fans, but this scene made the young man appear especially lonely and fragile.

Jing Mo originally planned to walk to the library just like that. Even if the mission failed, it would not matter. Who knew that ten minutes later, there was suddenly a scream behind him.

"Ahhhhh, milk white is so awesome. Come on, come on, you can do it!"

"Milk white is the best milk white is the best! "AHHHHHHH! So cute! My hair is floating!"

... ""

He listened carefully and could tell who the fans were calling.

As expected, Jing Mo turned around and saw the crowd behind him disperse like the tide, making a path for him. The long-haired teenager rode the shared bicycle and slowly walked towards him with a red face.

At that time, Jing Mo only had one thought in his mind. As expected, it was the male lead. He was so good-looking, and he was the type of male lead that was mesmerized by tens of thousands of people.

Bai Zi lightly rode the bicycle and stopped in front of Jing Mo. He smiled with a face full of expectation and tried to please Jing Mo. Jing Shen, let me take you to the library. I have good driving skills!"

The wolf wives were already used to their own children shamelessly sticking to him. They even sent bullet comments to speak for Bai Zi.

[Yeah, yeah, our baby is really pretty!]

[Yes, yes, our milk white technology is super good. We definitely didn't take the wrong path!]

[That's right, that's right, our milk white man's voice is sweet and tender!]

[...]

Jing Mo originally did not want to get involved with the male lead, but when he thought of his role as cannon fodder, how could he not get close to the male lead?

Thus, his words of refusal circled around his heart twice, and he said that he agreed.

"Trouble."

Bai Zi had thought about bringing Jing Mo to the mission site, so he chose a bicycle for two people, and the person behind could also ride the bicycle together.

Jing Mo easily got on the bicycle.

With Bai Zi's help, Jing Mo's journey to the library was very easy, but when he relaxed, he remembered that the system did not give him a mission.