The eSports King’s Crush

A voice suddenly came to my ears, clear and calm: "Yang Mengruo, you can either be quiet or hang up."

At this time, the only thing visible in the live broadcast room was their brother Nan's eyes, which seemed to be scanning from this side.

but?

Yang Mengruo? ? ?

"Is this the Yang Mengruo I know?"

"My goddess!"

"My Dream Fairy is also watching the live broadcast?"

"You're not watching the live broadcast, Brother Nan is obviously targeting people in the game..."

At this time Yang Mengruo was already stiff.

how come! How did Mo Nan know it was her?

This is impossible!

Yang Mengruo's first reaction was to clarify himself: "Nan Shen, how could I be Yang Mengruo? You made a mistake."

"You have three numbers, and Meng Li Meng Wai is one of them." Mo Bei's mood did not change, and his voice was still calm: "And if you were not Yang Mengruo, you would definitely be like the others, not understanding what I am about, instead of denying it. "

Yang Mengruo's fingers froze and she continued typing: "I really don't understand what Nan Shen is. I didn't expect that just because of my ID, Nan Shen would think that I am Yang Mengruo."

"Of course it's not just because of the ID." Mo Bei glanced sideways, still holding the mouse in his hand, with an indifferent expression: "One of your friends in the third row is Chen Yu."

Hearing this, Yang Mengruo's expression changed. He actually knew it was her.

Why!

Yang Mengruo couldn't figure this out.

She also didn't know that the person in front of her was not Mo Nan, but Mo Bei.

Before Mo Bei decided to play for her brother.

She has watched many videos of her brother's matches.

He is sold at critical moments and often acted out with techniques that only professional players can understand. Ordinary viewers cannot understand them at all.

Mo Bei saw problems with several accounts at that time.

Dreaming in and out of dreams is one of them.

The techniques have always been similar.

This ID appeared in her brother's last live broadcast.

Mo Bei also knew that the last live broadcast was the one that overwhelmed her brother.

Mo Bei watched the replay of that live broadcast many times.

It was because she had seen so much that she finally understood what kind of situation her brother was in.

Being reviled by countless people.

But he is still thinking about leaving and winning with the people who like him.

Yang Mengruo probably knows.

As someone who watched his hand being broken but didn't call an ambulance, how could he not be clear?

That spare hand is not normal at all.

But he gave the opponent heads again and again, and said: "Brother Nan, if you are so good, you will get the score back, otherwise how can you be a professional player? You can win every game when others are just bringing fans." And I want to say one more thing, Brother Nan, you have been too lazy recently and haven't trained much. Other professional players are working hard. We like you and can let you do this, but as a professional player, you are a bit unqualified. .”

When Mo Bei watched the replay, she could clearly see the public opinion this sentence caused and her brother's pale face.

Even wanting a pure farewell is not an option.

Because no matter what you do, it's wrong.

She understands her brother.

Can't win a national championship.

Maybe it's nothing.

Being betrayed by his teammates, being besieged by fans, and being laughed at by Youre... these things are all his fault for his lack of rigor and character.

Mo Bei could never forget her brother's extinguished eyes.

He cares.

Even though he had a smile on his face, it didn't matter to her.

Mo Bei would always wonder if his hands were shaking when he was helpless on all sides...