Too, madam shameless! !
But I dare not refuse!
The male fan has decided that after the God of Bey competition is over, he will leave a private message to God of Bey to expose King's true colors!
"Hesitate?" Feng Nai asked again.
In the next second, he had the support card in his hand, and he sat in the center of the straight men's camp.
Another area is the concentration camp of k-fans. The gods they supported went to another camp to become fans, and once again robbed others of their support cards!
"what to do?"
"Oh, let's continue to apologize to Bey fans later."
"The bey fans are very generous. The young lady Yu said it's okay, and invited me to drink coffee after the game."
"Even the fans are more aggressive than us, alas..."
"well…"
People who are fans of themselves, what can they do!
"Then what."
"Um?"
"I'm a fan of Bey."
"alright!!??"
"Hey, that's what you think. Last time I watched the game, I carried too many things. He helped me move them all the way. I wanted to buy him a Coke, but I didn't bring my mobile phone. In the end, he paid for it." The money, the temper is not bad, and the game is good, bey's male fans really know how to protect people, so I just..."
K fans: ...
Really lost, lost, lost from the beginning of the true master!
Indeed, apart from the Diamond fans, those who came to watch Bey's game were some old players with technical skills.
Heroes, for them, are no longer just a game.
When studying, the brothers are in it, and the youth is in it.
When they grow up, they want to see Huaxia win the championship again, as if only in this way can they feel greater courage.
Some straight men speak the truth, bey has never failed their sustenance.
From the time I came back to the present, I have turned against the wind time and time again, walked forward without looking back, bowed the deepest bow, and played the highest output, but I was still said to be out of breath.
Time has never been kind to the person they watched growing up.
But what makes people unable to take their eyes off is that her increasingly firm and straight back seems to tell everyone that I am here for the championship.
As long as bey hasn't given up.
Then the setbacks they encountered in life are not worth giving up the path they are taking now.
Mo Bei understands that she has always known what the Imperial League means to those old players.
Because she is also an old hero player, here are her best memories and most important people.
So, you have to win.
Mo Bei looked at the tens of minutes countdown, turned his eyes sideways and said to Mo Nan: "Brother, I am very happy."
Mo Nan understood why she said she was happy, and smiled angrily: "Me too."
No matter what you encounter, it doesn't matter, what is important is that it is the first time to enter this battlefield together as professional players.
Hearing this, Mo Bei pulled his hair up, and his eyes cleared: "Go up."
Two words, but it is different from any game.
Today's bey is no longer the shadow that deliberately hid in the black flame when he first came here.
Putting aside all the pretense, he is the genius heir of the Dimension. He doesn't say a word, his eyes are bright, and he plays games so fiercely that he doesn't give people a chance to fight back.
On the field, the host and commentator are already in place.
The players on the field need to enter through the tunnel, and everything will be done according to the specifications of the World Championship.
Two wins in three rounds, whichever group wins, select the top three scores, and enter their respective selected teams.
Of course, these teams are all teams that have the specifications to compete for the World Championship.
In other words, winning this game is like stepping into the World Series with one foot.
The screen lights up on the field.
The host put on a headset: "Finally, we have come to the end of the trials. This nationwide selection regardless of occupation has allowed us to see more players with outstanding strength, 783 players, competing together, junglers, mages, etc. Each position is selected according to one's own proficiency. In the end, the ten best players will be selected and divided into two groups for the team competition. I believe that every audience is in the same mood as me, and I want to see them in this competition soon. The wonderful performance in a team game, after all, the superior strength of the individual cannot explain the game of heroes. The cooperation of everyone in the team and trusting your teammates is what a professional player should do, and this is the only way. Only when the players go to participate in the Milan competition can we rest assured."
"Now please, our red and blue teams enter the field!"
As soon as the host's voice fell, the music started, and every seat was preparing.
Xu Yiwan also saw how Feng Nai did it before, her eyes were cloudy and gloomy, but she couldn't show it in front of the public, especially when she was about to play, she should smile even more.
The fans of Wan didn't even have a sense of existence just now, and now seeing their master came out, they kept shouting: "Master Wan, Master Wan! Master Wan is so handsome!"
It was nothing at first, but there were two people sitting on the bey fan's side shouting again.
"What's the situation?" Qiao Qiao turned his eyes sideways, and frowned: "If you call this person, shouldn't you sit across from him?"
The girl still had a lovebey sticker on her face. She glanced at Qiao Qiao and ignored him, and then shouted: "Master Wan, look here! I love you!"
Qiao Qiao frowned again: "If you want to shout, please go to the other side."
"I like Bey and Master Wan, can't I?" The girl opened her mouth in a snarky way: "You don't care what I call?"
Qiao Qiao smiled, his eyes turned cold, but he maintained his politeness: "No one cares what you call, no one cares if you like Bey or Xu Yiwan, but please call that person's name wherever you sit , if this is not the case, please sit across from me."
"It's really helpless, no wonder the reviews of bey fans on the Internet are not good. I like whoever I want to like. This is my freedom. You still care about things. I spent money to sit in this position. It's not for nothing, I just like to be the fan of the two of them, is it hindering you?"
Qiao Qiao's voice was neither angry nor angry: "Do you need me to repeat, you can shout whatever you want, don't sit here and shout, as for your seat fee..."
"I'll pay ten times the price." A straight man with an empty hand next to him said: "Buy your ticket, stop shouting, shout to the opposite side, this is the place to watch the game, not you as the wall Place, and, remember, you are not considered a bey fan, so don't put gold on your face."
"Who cares about your stinky money! Do you think I have no money? Who do you look down on? Bey fans are really good, this is to drive everyone into only fans!"
The straight man just felt bored: "You really treat yourself as a dish, bey has come to this point, relying on you, or what? Forced to become a fan? That's a matter of your fan circle, post a support sign Just treat yourself as a fan? Who do you like and whose fan is your own business, don’t come here to make trouble, we players are waiting for bey to return, waiting for four years and one month, it was made by you people Even watching the game is disgusting, and I call out the name of whichever one I sit on, I don’t even understand this principle, do I want to be kicked out?”
Seeing many people looking at her, the girl was very dissatisfied, but there were so many people on the other side, she could only stop talking for now, thinking about going to the Internet to seek justice in the future, and let everyone talk about it, she just likes it A lot of people, can't they
The straight man also saw what she was thinking, lowered his head and fiddled with something, and then raised his hand: "The leader of the culture team, right?"
"You, what are you doing?" The girl panicked, how could this person have her information.
The straight man put his phone away: "There will be nothing wrong with watching the game. If I have other thoughts, I will also have other thoughts. We just want to watch a game quietly. If you don't even give this kind of quiet, I'm not like her, I need to take into account the influence, no one cares who you like, no one cares if you like 10,000 people at the same time, but one thing, as long as you come here to make trouble, I have 10,000 ways to make you look good, I am not Bey fans, old players in District A, come to watch the game, it doesn’t matter if you force me to be a Bey fan, you can give it a try and see if your mobile phone can still send messages.”
The girl knew that what he said was true, her face was flushed red, but she didn't dare to say anything.
Sometimes, this is where the world is sad, and using violence to control violence is actually the best way.
Because not everyone knows how to respect, with a word of liking, you can do whatever you want.
Fortunately, there is one person, she did not choose to fight back violently when encountering such a thing.
How difficult it is to walk such a road, probably only I know.
But there is also such a person.
They learn self-discipline.
Looking at this scene over there, Feng Nai moved the support card in his hand.
Before the show even started, a shadow walked up to the girl just now: "The ticket for Xu Yiwan's seat at the same price, I think you got the wrong seat, and now you really want to get rid of Bey's fans, don't you?"
Why is this man so gentle, the girl nodded.
Hong Ying smiled: "We exchange, if we change, we won't be bey fans anymore, it doesn't work if you say never lose fans."
"I don't want to lose my fans, but bey fans are too scary." The girl felt aggrieved.
Hong Ying said according to her young master's instructions: "Is it terrible? I didn't beat you to death with a stick, but I was enduring it."
The girl didn't know for a moment whether this person came to help her or hurt her, but there was a ticket that was not taken for nothing, and before the game started, it happened to be able to change formation. Ah
"Wait, I need to take a photo as evidence." Hong Ying pressed the phone button.
The girl took the ticket and left immediately, thinking that even if she did this, she could still send a message saying that it was her who was fucked by bey.
Who knew that she was posting while walking, and as soon as she finished posting, a picture appeared.
"Take a ticket and stop."
This picture made the girl completely wilted, and once she deleted the message she sent, she never dared to spread rumors again.
The players over there also sat in their seats.
Mo Bei was wearing a headband purely because her forehead was covered by her hair, but now she sat down, paired with black headphones, and when she held her head up to drink water, she was so beautiful and handsome that it was difficult for people to look away.
"Xu Yiwan fought Bey, I believe everyone wants to know what the result will be."
"That's for sure, well, the game officially begins."
"Each team bans and selects heroes."
(end of this chapter)