The eSports King’s Crush

"This has nothing to do with gender. It mainly depends on temperament." Yun Shen squinted and smiled. It's a miracle that this guy hasn't bent yet. Someone in the entertainment industry has already taught him how to do it.

Mo Nan had already taken off his mask, and tugged on his collar casually with his other hand, as if smiling. A different kind of handsome man came towards him, and the fire in his eyes seemed to burst out.

Even though he looks exactly like Mo Bei.

Even when they were young, if they wanted to imitate each other,

Even relatives can't notice it.

But there is a difference.

Mo Nan is taller than Mo Bei and has a different frame.

But sometimes covering up with clothes can solve many problems.

The moment he took off his mask, the eyes of the agent sitting over there widened.

"What's going on?" The manager turned around and asked Xiang Yunshen, what's wrong with this guy? How come he looks exactly like the guy their goddess dated recently.

Mo Nan tilted his eyes, his black forehead hair hitting his eyebrows, and looked in the direction of his agent.

The manager paused and found the same thing. The look and hairstyle of this man were not like the one she had seen in the Black Flame Base.

"Twins." There was still moisture in Yun Shen's words: "This is Mo Nan's brother Mo Bei, so Mo Nan's game ID name is Mo Bei Xiangnan."

Because he was too confused, the manager did not catch the loopholes in what Mo Nan said just now.

I just feel that this world is a bit strange.

so similar.

But the temperament is completely different.

The manager pressed his head: "Goddess, I'll be quiet first."

"Sister Hong, look at how he is different from the one in the Black Flame Base." Yun Shen smiled and said, "You have poisonous eyes."

You can't just look at the surface, but also change the details, and then let Mo Nan adapt in the past two days.

The agent looked at the other person up and down: "First of all, the hair, the front hair is a bit long, and secondly, the clothes. Every time your boyfriend meets someone, he always wears meticulous clothes. He has such a sense of composure at a young age. Not much, but it's just because of his nature. The things revealed in his eyes are a bit light, giving people a very cold and ascetic, but very comfortable feeling. His eyes are too intrusive, and his clothes are different."

"The clothes are different?" Mo Nan pulled off the shirt on his body: "These clothes are...hers." I almost said that his clothes were my sister's. I really need to change them.

The boss of No. 2 Middle School admitted that sometimes he did give people the impression that he was not a good person. After all, he always had fights in school and everyone knew he was hungry.

As the pillar of No. 2 Middle School, how can you lose mentally?

However, he had really tried very hard to imitate his facial paralysis, especially in his clothes, so Mo Nan didn't know what was wrong.

"There's nothing wrong with the clothes." The manager said, "It's the buttons. That person's buttons will be tied in rows."

Only then did Mo Nan remember that his sister was indeed very demanding about specifications when it came to some things. For example, when she was a child, she would eat cauliflowers and put them all aside before picking them up one by one.

You can imagine what it must be like to be so self-disciplined since you were a child with facial paralysis.

When Mo Nan thinks about it now, he laughs sometimes.

Since it was proposed, it will definitely be changed.

Mo Nan stretched out his hand to button the buttons of his shirt one by one, and then imitated Mo Xiaobei's example and sat upright.

The agent nodded: "Like that, seven points."

"The next step is the hairstyle..." Yun Shen curled his lips.

Mo Nan pinched his little crotch. Isn't his sister tired of wearing clothes like this?

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