The eSports King’s Crush

Because I was going to Linshi to do a show.

Driving is far less convenient than taking the high-speed rail.

But with Feng Nai's current popularity, if you want to take the high-speed rail, you really need to be fully armed.

So both of them changed to private servers.

Feng Nai's face was covered with a black mask, and his back looked noble and distant, much like the way Mo Bei saw him for the first time.

But this time, he didn't go against the flow of people like before.

Instead, on the high-speed train, I held my trouser pocket with one hand and stretched out my other hand to fiddle with someone's black hair twice.

Because there would inevitably be wind on the platform, Mo Bei's hair was messy. When he noticed his movements, he only raised his eyes and said nothing.

There was a click over there.

Feng Nai raised his eyebrows and said, "What are you doing?"

"Take some behind-the-scenes footage." Feng Yi explained for the event assistant sent by the company: "What the program wants is that the interaction between two people should be better than one person's interaction, what do you think?"

Feng Nai said casually: "Take more pictures."

Activity Assistant:...This must be a fake k-god!

But God K said so.

Definitely take more shots.

The activity assistant was afraid that God K would regret it.

In order to prevent Mr. Feng from being away, God K did not show his face and immediately said: "There is also a one-minute live answer warm-up. After we get on the high-speed rail, God K and Brother Nan will cooperate?"

Mo Bei took off his headphones, turned his head sideways, and said, "Okay."

Two hours drive.

In plain areas, the signal on the high-speed rail is not particularly bad.

A one-minute live broadcast will not affect anything.

After all, all the passengers bought were business seats. Apart from the flight attendants, there were only Heiyan staff members left in the carriage.

When a flight attendant came over to hand out yogurt and fruit, I couldn't help but glance over there.

"Is he a star?"

"It does not seem."

"So handsome."

"I don't know what he does, but when the Bingshan guy picked up the yogurt, he said thank you to me. It felt so good..."

After Feng Nai heard this whisper, he glanced sideways at the person next to him.

The man was holding a yogurt bag in his mouth and looking out the window indifferently. His black hair was still a little messy, but because of the straight bridge of his nose and the coldness on his face, he still gave people an inaccessible temperament, but he was so handsome that he couldn't hide it. Everyone seems to come close to me.

Feng Nai's eyes darkened just now.

The assistant over there brought the mobile phone holder over. After fixing the position, he lowered his voice and said, "God K, it's almost time. Press the button to start. After a while, just close it again."

Feng Nai said lightly "Hmm" and pointed his slender fingers.

The barrage flew away instantly.

"God K! It's not a mineral water bottle. I finally feel at ease."

"God K, look at me, look at me."

"Is my brother Nan drinking yogurt? Ahhh, he looks so handsome when he drinks yogurt. I want to drink it too!"

After Feng Nai saw this, he said casually: "Brother Nan, you can flirt with a flight attendant if you drink yogurt."

Mo Bei glanced at him and flirted with the flight attendant. When did it happen?

"God K, you are lying. My brother Nan's eyes say he doesn't know."

"God K, are you really participating in the show just for Mo Nan?"

"Mo Nan, can you act like an e-sports player and stop selling shit? And take care of your fans and stop looking for presence everywhere."

When the activity assistant saw this, his brain ached and he felt that the rhythm was about to break.

But he completely misjudged their K-god's taunting skills...

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