Little Facial Paralysis has never played a real professional game under his own name.
Even when he was in the Huaxia team, he was only a reserve player, and he couldn't play when he was under the age.
No one knew that at that time, she was the only one in the same age group who could make shots in public.
In the Imperial League back then, the people who fought were as invincible as ever.
But the follow-up force, the youth training camp, has become a holy place for voices.
Once there are these interventions, there will inevitably be jealousy and dissatisfaction.
Mo Bei was too young.
It's not that she doesn't believe that she can hold it up, it's just that she doesn't even have a teammate.
Z God said, the tree is beautiful in the forest, but the wind will destroy it.
It seems to have revealed all the essence.
The Emperor League that people like is a false name after all.
Mo Nan couldn't forget, the man rubbed his sister's head and said, "Give such an imperial alliance to my apprentice? Why don't you disband it? Your wife must think so too."
What God Qin was thinking, no one knew.
But Mo Nan knew that all God Z did was protect.
When that person hasn't grown enough to support the sky, leaving is a better choice.
Mo Nan knows better than anyone that in the current state of facial paralysis, no matter what happens, she will fight on and win the championship.
From the moment she said that she was the Emperor League, there was nothing that could defeat her.
Therefore, he will not let her just fold on a small selection contest.
Mo Nan reached out and pressed the black earphones down, and at this moment, the car stopped.
"what's the situation?"
"Huan Leng also go?"
People looked towards the man in the dark uniform.
Mo Nan raised his eyebrows a little too. Doesn't this guy need to teach people today
Huan Leng didn't speak, walked to the end, and then sat down next to Mo Nan.
The back end was very empty. After all, apart from the members of the team, the rest of the players were not very willing to sit with Mo Nan, worried that they would cause some bad luck.
The Huan Leng meeting was also a temporary decision. From the outside, that person was too arrogant and low-key, just like when he said at the high-speed rail station that the road of competition is not necessarily the only one I want to take.
Huan Leng didn't want to go to a foreign country to play a game together, and what trouble happened.
"What were you thinking just now?" This was Huan Leng's first sentence after sitting down.
Mo Nan hung the earphones around his neck, and smiled irritably: "How do you want to win."
It's not the same as he was back then.
It's just that, feeling inexplicably uneasy, and wanting to grab something, Huan Leng simply took his earphones over.
Mo Nan raised his eyebrows: "I said you don't need to train people at the base? Like this headset? If you like it, brother can give it to you."
Huan Leng paused with his fingers and raised his eyes: "Brother?"
"Stop, stop, stop, you are, you are my brother." Seeing him like that, Mo Nan probably has never used this kind of earphone before, so he took his hands to untangle his cord, and then raised his head: "This way Use...I'll go!"
"Huh?" Huan Leng raised his eyebrows because he didn't know.
Mo Nan put his hand on his shoulder: "I said you don't always take the mature route like my sister in the future, you are so white, and you look good wearing such stylish headphones. Speaking of which, do you remember When you were in the youth training camp, you were so beautiful at that time, I thought it was a girl, and I was almost tempted to see the back."
Huan Leng would not believe his nonsense, he just turned his face and his eyes fell on his hands.
Huan Leng is the most annoying person to say that he looks like a girl...
(end of this chapter)