Do you mean no substitutions
The fat manager wanted to say that wasn't Bey's hand hurt
First, it will affect her performance, and second, it is not good for her.
According to the usual practice of the young master, it must be to let people rest.
But master...
"Mr. Ye, you can't enter here, Ye..."
The sound from over there made it impossible to continue the conversation.
A yellow-haired mage has never tried to mess around like this in other people's territory.
I really want to reduce my sense of existence.
But their teammates don't seem to think so.
The two teams had recorded programs together.
At this time, Cat, Cat and Bear saw the person, and their eyes widened: "Fuck! Why are you?! Why are you here? Could it be a stealing tactic?"
"We use stealing tactics?! Find out. We are the number one team in active service! If you want to steal, come early, not to mention that this is called collection. Your people are still collecting our game scenes, have we said that!"
People with the same aura, sometimes even if they don't speak the language so well, there is no obstacle in communicating inexplicably.
However, it was Ye Bing who caught the eye.
He wanted to go to Mo Bei.
But there was a faint figure one step faster than him.
Feng Nai didn't speak, and there was no emotion on his profile.
But that aura seems to say, this person is mine.
Ye Bing met his face: "Her hands need to rest."
Feng Nai hasn't spoken yet.
Over there, Mo Bei reached out and patted his head.
very light.
"Be friendly."
Feng Nai was undoubtedly a wolf at this time, there was no warmth in his cold bones.
Cat, Cat And Bear really admired his brother, and dared to pat the boss on the head under such circumstances.
After being slapped like this, Feng Nai was not as indifferent as before. Instead, he pulled his thin lips: "I don't."
Two words, naive to death.
Is this man really the K who makes them helpless? ?
How could he be like that at that time.
The boy was a little taken aback, and forgot to argue with Cat, Cat, and Bear.
Over there, after hearing these two words, Mo Bei's eyes froze for a while, and soon he couldn't help laughing.
The faint ice and snow have just melted.
Such a person smiles, it is difficult for anyone to look away,
People watched her hold Feng Nai's wrist, as if she had put something in his hand.
Feng Nai raised his eyebrows.
snack
This person... really is.
Thought a pack of snacks would be enough…
Those who haven't come yet waited for Feng Nai to finish his brainwork, and Mo Bei's voice came over again: "I don't need to rest, Ye Bing, it's not very good for you to appear here."
This sentence made Ye Bing's eyes lighten a lot: "You don't want your hand, do you?"
"It's not that serious." Mo Bei's voice was calm and rational: "It's just that the speed can't keep up."
Ye Bing looked at her and stepped out of the way. Since it was her decision, he would not stop her.
only…
"The third game, what do you do?"
Ye Bing asked a very realistic question.
Mo Bei's condition will only get worse and worse, it is destined.
Because of hand speed, she will lose touch with her teammates.
After the whole game, it will only drag the hand speed worse.
Everyone knows, for the current Bey.
As long as she plays, she will face the result of her getting more and more embarrassed.
Now that she doesn't fight, at least she can keep her pride, even a little bit.
K will not fail to think of this layer.
But still let her play.
Ye Bing's hand hanging on one side tightened.
Mo Bei paced past: "I trust him."
(end of this chapter)