The eSports King’s Crush

"The competition is not useless. Grandpa said he would give me three years." Feng Nai raised his eyes, neither humble nor arrogant: "There are still four months left. I will be back in four months."

Mr. Feng smiled lightly: "Naier, you are my grandson, so I will let you do whatever you want, but you should also understand what you should do and what you should not do. The one in your team Mo Beixiangnan, have you heard too much from him recently?"

No matter how calm it was before.

When I heard the words Mo Beixiangnan.

Feng Nai's eyes still paused for a moment: "He is my friend."

"It's really strange to hear this from your mouth." Mr. Feng looked at him, his eyes a little dark: "Those who can be called friends by you should be people from the Jin family and the Yu family. I I’ve said it many times, I’ll let you play, but when you play, you have to be careful not to put too much emotion into it.”

Feng Nai looked at him: "I'm just making friends."

"Do you remember what you said to me when you were very young?" Mr. Feng chuckled: "I asked you if you wanted to play with the children in the orphanage. You said they have their lives, and you have yours. You can help They can also be nice to them, but they will never understand what you are thinking. You and them are in two different worlds, and you will not become friends with them."

Feng Nai put down the tea cup, his eyes hard to distinguish.

Mr. Feng said slowly: "Why did you become an exception when you arrived at Mo Beixiangnan?"

"Exceptions? Are there any?" Feng Nai said in a calm voice: "Everyone in my team is my friend. Grandpa doesn't know that I have this attitude towards my team members."

Mr. Feng brushed his hand over the faucet crutch: "That's why I don't want you to continue playing games. Anyone can be your friend. Do you think this is right?"

Feng Nai looked at him: "If grandpa wants an heir who lives according to your way, there are many options for you to choose from."

Hearing this, Mr. Feng stood up and said, "It seems that we still have problems with communication. You should think about it at home these few days. When will you figure it out, when will you leave?"

This sentence.

Feng Nai knew what that meant without even thinking about it.

I have so many bodyguards.

No matter how hard he fought, he couldn't get out.

Feng Nai did not resist in vain.

At this time, it’s time to use an agent.

But obviously.

In order to prevent him from contacting the outside world.

Mr. Feng really paid attention this time.

The jamming system is turned on.

A mobile phone is basically like scrap metal in your hand.

Feng Nai's eyes darkened and he looked at the clock hanging in the living room.

As time passed, Feng Nai, who had originally planned to go through the motions and go back after dinner, now had cold eyes.

Feng Nai knew very well when the old man started not letting him go back.

These four words, Mo Beixiangnan, made Feng Nai unable to control himself...

As night falls.

Feng Nai also looked at the clock more frequently.

Someone brought food and advised in a low voice: "Master, you are not in good health, you should eat a little."

Feng Nai sat there motionless: "Go and ask grandpa when he will let me go."

"This..." The people below are in a very difficult position.

Feng Nai smiled casually: "Don't worry, I can eat it, I'm just asking."

As he spoke, he picked up the bamboo chopsticks at hand...

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