The eSports King’s Crush

The wind is coming.

There were many cries of crusade.

The moderator knows this is not where the question should come from.

Mo Bei, who always thinks a lot, naturally knows this.

But for this question, she wouldn't even be given the option of silence.

So even if you see it’s a trap, you still have to jump in.

She knew what the people who asked her these questions were thinking.

The issue wasn't about being friends, it was about trying to make everyone think her brother was an ungrateful loser.

Mo Bei's eyes darkened.

When she raised her head, she happened to see the activity assistant waving her hand at her.

It probably means asking her to change it.

The activity assistant really felt a little uncomfortable. During this period, the goodwill the club had managed to accumulate for Brother Nan would definitely be gone this time.

How could such a problem arise?

If Brother Nan changes it now, it should still be possible.

But the face he looked at was still very handsome, with long eyelashes, and there was no intention of changing it at all.

"Mr. Feng." The activity assistant was anxious and turned to ask Feng Yi for help.

Feng Yi lowered his head, pushed up his glasses, and seemed to be smiling: "These guys learn from each other. The seniors are like this, and the apprentices are like this too."

Why is the senior like this and the disciple like this too?

Hurry up and think of a solution. The activity assistant will go see the host again.

The host really liked the young man in front of him. He thought that the other person didn't understand what this answer would cause, so he was about to bring the topic back: "Mo Nan probably didn't mean that. The question was asked too quickly. He probably didn't react. ,I……"

"That's what he meant." Feng Nai interrupted the host with a smile, raised his hand and put it on Mo Bei's shoulder. He leaned forward, with a good-looking face and a kind of casual handsomeness. , looking at the camera: "In the last game of the provincial competition, Hei Yan and his original team will compete. You let my support be friends with the opponent? How can I still compete?"

At this point, he even curled his lower lip, but there was no smile in his eyes: "What's more, Mo Nan was kicked out of the team, and the contract was not temporarily changed. The person who asked this question, I'm sorry, He is mine now and I have no intention of returning it to you."

Feng Nai didn't care about the reaction below. He raised his eyes lazily and concluded: "If you want to be friends, you can come to me in the arena. If you win, I will be your friend."

Smart people will know what's going on as soon as they hear it.

What's more, after all, more boys watch e-sports games.

Whether they play well or not is the key here.

"God K is right. That question is quite funny. Do you think you are just playing house? Two teams are about to start a war. You are asking people to be friends?"

"I guess there's something going on here."

"God K has said harsh words that he is going to meet the opponent in the arena, what do you think?"

"When Mo Nan was kicked out, none of the former team members said that he was okay. Now let him go back and be friends? Man, what's the logic? Even if a dog bites me, I want to bite me back, let alone a human being."

"Mo Nan seems to have never mentioned the former team."

"I've done too many dirty things, so I'm afraid of being raped."

"Upstairs, go take a look at Mo Beixiangnan's results during this period. They are playing e-sports competitions. It's enough to pass the technical level without any flaws. How come they are here with you? Like Gong Xinji, it's enough. Can you Let me watch the show, now that I am a grown man, I like to watch them giving out sweets, can you please be quiet!"

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