The eSports King’s Crush

Chapter 501

No matter what status.

With her brother's character.

Anyone who has seen it should be familiar to him.

Thinking of this, Mo Bei imitated her brother, raised her hand and said "hi".

The man wanted to say something else.

Huan Leng spoke: "Qiao Yu."

Qiao Yu, who was called, immediately smiled and said in a voice that Huan Leng couldn't hear: "Mo Nan, didn't you say last time that our captain was very cute before? This time we are doing the show, so we need to take care of each other."

Cute?

Her brother used adjectives randomly again.

Mo Bei raised his eyes, his face unchanged, he held his trouser pocket with one hand and nodded slightly.

Huan Leng walked over.

The two groups passed each other.

It seems no different than before.

When other members of the team are around.

Mo Nan is always like this.

Huan Leng stopped for a moment, and the voice came over: "Don't forget what I told you."

"Of course I won't forget it." Mo Bei also tilted his eyes. After all, according to her brother's character, he would retaliate when he heard such words.

Even Mo Bei didn't know what he and her brother had agreed upon.

Huan Leng walked over and sat down in front of the mirror, with sharp edges on his profile.

The stylists immediately gathered around and started working.

It's getting late.

There are still two hours until the show starts.

It's definitely going to be busy backstage.

I won’t let anyone talk too much.

But even so.

After Huan Leng sat down, he looked at the two figures gradually disappearing in the mirror, his eyebrows still slightly raised.

"Captain, why are you always looking at the mirror?" Qiao Yu stretched his head over and said "Ah": "Are you looking at Mo Nan?"

Huan Leng said nothing.

Qiao Yu chuckled: "Captain, you really pay a lot of attention to this Mo Nan."

Huan Leng raised his eyes: "You talk a bit too much."

"Don't I care about you, captain?" Qiao Yu asked quietly: "Is it because you had a very good relationship when you were trainees, that's why you are like this?"

Huan Leng closed his eyes and let the hairstylist blow dry his hair: "Who told you that we have a good relationship?"

"Then captain, you..." Qiao Yu was a little confused.

Huan Leng opened his eyes: "I just want to know what the level of the person who could compete with me at that time is now."

"Fighting for first place?" Qiao Yu's eyes widened: "Was Mo Nan that good at that time?" Can he keep pace with their captain?

Huan Leng said nothing again.

Qiao Yu said to himself: "But the time they played against us, they lost, and they lost miserably. They didn't even win a game. I've also seen some of his game videos, and they were pretty average."

Huan Leng squinted his eyes and said, "It was normal back then."

"That's right." Qiao Yu smiled: "Since Mo Nan changed to playing support, he feels that his level has improved a lot. His prediction and positioning are really amazing."

Huan Leng blew his head and stood up: "When he first started playing assassin, he was not at the level you saw."

"But his performance is really not very good." Qiao Yu didn't understand.

Huan Leng couldn't tell anything except that he could see that the man's condition was getting worse and worse.

But there is one thing.

He always felt that Mo Nan was particularly talkative today.

Although each is a team.

They had not met a few times.

Every time they met, he and Mo Nan couldn't talk.

If the other party didn't say anything, there was no need for him to speak.

Later, the gap between the teams widened.

There was no need for him to speak.

When the man saw him, he thought he was a stranger.