People looked back and saw that the person who spoke had tied a support silk scarf around his wrist. It was so brightly colored that it was difficult for people not to notice it.
When he casually applauded, the North characters and love embroidered on the silk scarf were clearly visible, which matched his pure black uniform, and the team logo, which symbolized the Black Flame logo, became more three-dimensional as he approached.
An overly pale complexion will not make people feel thin, but rather evil, handsome and noble.
"Oh my god, it's God K!"
"I'm about to cry. This is the first time I've seen God K come out without a mask in this year."
"Really handsome!"
"But what does he mean by that sentence? Are you laughing at us Dimension fans?"
"I'm drunk too. What about us? It's his turn to take care of us?"
"I like to stand up for their Bey. I heard that many K fans are because of this."
Listening to the discussions around her, the girl's face finally softened a little, and she choked back with confidence: "God K, it's not up to you to take care of the affairs of our Dimension, right? In order to prevent someone from taking the opportunity to hype, we always have to ask Ask, after all, according to logic, it is impossible for God Z to have children."
"According to logic, only the team members can represent the team." Feng Nai looked sideways, even his eyes were indifferent: "Who are you?"
The girl choked on a meal.
Feng Nai walked up to Little Devil Bo. The two of them, one big and one small, were rarely on the same front: "In the future, when you go out, remember to bring your birth certificate. No matter how similar your face is to Mr. Qin, there will be people trying to protect yourself." The face is ignored."
"I'll tell Qin to eat soft food when I go back. His face is too big to eat now." Little devil Bo turned his eyes: "Miss, according to your logic, my mother gave birth to me, and I have to report to you?"
The girl knew that she couldn't help herself. When she was asked this question, she blushed quickly, and then said: "Of course we fans don't know so many things. Bey never said a word from the beginning. Yes, as fans, we have liked a team for so long, but we just don’t want anyone to tarnish it. You are also a professional player, so you should also try to understand the hearts of our fans. It’s nearly 40 degrees here, from the ticket price to the car. Every fee is not cheap, and we are still waiting here for so long just to preserve the reputation of the Imperial League."
"It's not easy for us to like, who would have thought?"
"Exactly! If God Z is here, he will definitely understand us."
"Unfortunately, now that Bey is here, we have become villains instead."
"This is probably the end of maintaining a disbanded team."
"Without Bey's joining, maybe the Imperial League would not have disbanded. After all, it is the newcomers who are replacing the old people."
Obviously they are forcing people, but in their mouths, it turns out that what they do is for the good of the Imperial League.
Mo Nan's hand on the side was clenched tightly, and even Little Demon Bo's eyes narrowed.
The only thing that hasn't changed is probably Mo Bei, because her attention is all on Feng Nai. When she saw the scarf tied around his wrist, she paused for a moment, and then moved her eyes upwards. Under the glasses, there is also a small word "bey".
Is a handsome person so cute even in support
Mo Bei couldn't help raising his hand.
Feng Nai was holding his trouser pockets with both hands, and the black mist in his eyes was about to overflow, but all his thoughts were interrupted by her action.
The figure is slightly tilted, and even the eyes are sideways.
Mo Bei didn't stop his movements, and poked the word bey on his cheek again, as if he was keeping a pet.
At this time, Feng Nai showed his aura: "What are you poking? Go back. Haven't you seen a male fan support?"
Mo Bei looked up at him.
Feng Nai's tone was light: "That's right, our bey God's male fans always call me to like you directly, there are really not many people who are as reserved as me."
Mo Bei: ...
This feeling of obviously ignoring the people around him made it unbearable for those who planned to come down north.
"We all know that God Z and God Qin will not come back, so some people look at us like this. We can only say that God K is really powerful, and he just wants us to be the past of the Emperor League fans? Is it to fulfill your era?"
This sentence made Mo Bei's eyes darken to the extreme, and just as he was about to move, someone grabbed his wrist.
It was Feng Nai who was standing beside her. He stood forward, his figure was tall and clear, like a clear moon, and as firm as a rock.
"That altar doesn't matter to me at all, you like me looking clean on it, I just sit on it, even if I look like a waste, I can't even stand with you like I am now , it doesn't matter, because you like it."
"This time, do you still want me to continue to stand by? Because you don't want to see even one bad word about me."
"North." Feng Nai looked sideways, with peripheral vision: "I've heard these people say too much about you, what do you think of my mood?"
"Every sentence, I will hate myself for not being able to protect you."
Mo Bei was shocked.
Feng Nai clasped her hand.
The man didn't stop: "Your points are not as high as Qin Shen's yet, right?"
"You are too impatient."
"I liked K quite a bit at first, but I didn't expect him to still have such thoughts, when our Dimension is so easy to get..."
Before she could finish speaking, someone interrupted her: "I think everyone has misunderstood, king doesn't mean that, god bey is a member of Dimension after all, and he has won honors in Milan, so don't worry As for the fact that God Z has a child, what do you think?"
It was Xu Yiwan, who was watching the movement here from a distance, and she deliberately chose to appear at this time, in order to rescue Mo Bei in public, so that Feng Nai would be more convinced that she was a Bey fan.
In fact, a quarter of that group was already hers.
After hearing her words, she immediately said: "Master Wan is indeed right, but why don't you talk about it well? After all, fans of the Imperial League don't necessarily want everyone in the team to like it. our freedom."
"God K probably can't understand our feelings. We don't want to see anyone replacing God Z and the others. For us Dimension fans, no matter how powerful Bey is, it's not the eleven people we know."
"Master Wan should be able to understand how we feel."
Xu Yiwan comforted her, "God Bey will definitely understand."
"It doesn't matter if she understands or not, anyway, as long as she doesn't rub the heat of our Dimension in the future." The girl turned her head: "God K, don't say anything about how we are doing for face, didn't you come here with the Dimension Perhaps there is no one like Master Wan, who can be so similar to God Z, and is always so gentle when facing fans."
"This is the first time I've heard that my big spade is gentle when facing fans?"
Click, click.
The high heels landed on the ground, crisp and capable.
The woman's professional suit was nothing at all, but the wristband she was wearing was very eye-catching, with the words flamboyant and flying, bearing the original champion support logo.
It can be explained with a single lyrics, the official group.
That's the logo that represents the official support team.
And the two words on the top of the logo are none other than Emperor League!
"How is this going?"
"Is it a long time to see you today! I can actually see the logo of the official support team of the Imperial League!"
"Then you just said that you are a fan of the Imperial League?"
The woman didn't look at the sides, but set her gaze on Feng Nai: "We've been waiting for Young Master Feng's signal, it seems that the signal was sent a little late."
"Waiting for the people behind the scenes." Feng Nai said casually, "I just waited, let's start, and let you sons of God Z introduce themselves again later."
The woman's eyes did look at the two children, but she paid the most attention to Mo Bei. Ever since those eyes fell on Mo Bei's face, she hadn't moved away: "When you grow up, when you go to Milan So small and so dark."
Mo Bei didn't know the person in front of him, but she was so familiar with him, which changed the color of Mo Bei's eyes.
The woman chuckled: "It's normal that you don't know us when you play games. After all, liking you is something we are willing to do, but it is impossible for us not to know you."
"When you were in Milan, you were one-on-three. After the game, Big Spade was hungry, and you had to drag her to eat."
"Big Spade is playing tricks behind you, he is the least master like a master, but even so, we spade fans, no, it should be said that all of our Dimension fans know that no matter whether Big Spade or Team Lin, the mouth The most mentioned thing is, how powerful our North is, one person can destroy a group of you."
"The big spade also has a famous saying." The woman said this, and looked at the girl beside her: "Envy me for having an apprentice? You can accept one yourself, but it must not be as good as my little Mo Bei. This friend said one by one." What would happen if God Z was there, but he didn't know anything about Z, I thought about it, if she was there, it would probably just rub you on the ground."
"I..." the girl wanted to speak.
The woman said again: "Because we like it, we will not compare them with anyone, let alone think that anyone is like Big Spade. This friend said that the Imperial League is irreplaceable, and at the same time compared others to Big Spades. Spade, my sister has been making fake fans for so many years, and I would like to remind you, at least words and deeds must be consistent."
When the girl heard this, her face turned red, and she began to make excuses that were fake when she heard it: "I just said that Lord Wan is good to fans."
"Then don't bring our big spades." The woman smiled: "Just say you Master Wan, then the problem is, you are someone else's fan, what's wrong with your family's Master Wan? Let you impersonate us like this , but also on behalf of the Emperor League, to warn our group favorite bey?"
When Xu Yiwan heard this, she seemed to realize something, and suddenly looked sideways at Feng Nai!
It's him! He sent this man here!
For some reason, Xu Yiwan felt unspeakably flustered.
What she originally thought was to use word of mouth in the fan circle to make Bey lose out.
But now...
"Even the people we really like them can't represent them. They are the ones who can represent the Imperial League, and we just need to wait for the king to return." The woman said this, and turned her attention to Mo Bei again: "Now , we waited."
(end of this chapter)