"If I were Bey, I would definitely retire on my own initiative. Really, I can't continue playing in that state."
"I remember that in the past, Uncle Yin knew that he was not in good shape. He didn't even play in the Milan match, so he took the initiative to give up his position, saying that he wanted to give it to God."
"That's right, that's why we like that group of people. Since Bey is from the Imperial League, he should also know what the e-sports spirit should be."
"Actually, I don't want Bey to retreat, but I can't help it. The hand injury is a fact, and it's not suitable for fighting."
"I feel sad and want to cry, but I believe in my bey god, even if she quits, she won't regret it, and someone will fulfill her dream for her."
Each of these remarks is like a mountain, and the pressure makes people breathless.
If bey doesn't give way, it means there is no e-sports spirit.
No matter when, there are many people who say they like her, but always use the word "Dimeng" to restrain her.
Maybe some people's dreams are handed over to other people, and it's nothing.
But Mo Bei, the dream she had, how much did she pay to get to this point.
If it wasn't for Mo Beixiangnan's id to call, everything would be meaningless.
However, at this time, people will persuade her to consider the overall situation.
So before Mo Bei could return to Heiyan, people from the organizing committee contacted her, hoping to have a face-to-face conversation with her.
When Mo Bei received the call, she was sitting beside Feng Nai. She took a box of medicine, opened it with one hand, then took one out, handed it to him, and didn't forget to answer the phone person: "OK."
A single word, without the slightest emotion.
Even knowing that at such a time, it would not be a good thing for the organizing committee to come to talk to her.
She can guess what to talk to her about.
Feng Nai looked at the medicine, and frowned slightly, with an expression of resistance and impatience.
Someone, even bringing these things with him, is it true that he has started to collude with the old man
Mo Bei didn't speak, just looked at him.
Two seconds later, Feng Nai still lowered his eyes, swallowed the pill, and took a sip of water.
For the boss to be so obedient, Cat, Cat, Bear and the others are no strangers to it. His brother feeds him, and he probably has to drink the poison without blinking, let alone cold medicine.
Wait, that's cold medicine.
When Cat, Cat, and Bear wanted to see better, Mo Bei had already put the medicine box into his coat pocket: "Uncle Wang, put me down at the subway entrance ahead.",
"Let it go?" Cat, Cat and Bear's eyes widened: "Why let it go? Aren't we going to eat?"
According to the usual practice, there will be a dinner party after winning.
Of course, the money for the dinner is paid by the boss.
Feng Nai also looked in her direction after hearing these words.
Mo Bei's eyes paled: "Go to the hospital and see your hand."
For this reason, no one will believe it.
After Feng Nai took the medicine, he became even more lazy. After all, there was an element of sleeping: "Which hospital?"
Mo Bei didn't answer, and put the neck pillow behind his head: "When you wake up, go eat hot pot."
Feng Nai looked at her and said nothing at first.
After the car stopped on the side of the road, she opened the door.
He just opened his mouth, his eyes seemed empty: "This time, if you leave me again, I won't wait for you, Mo Bei."
The fall of the word Mo Bei was light and slow.
It was as if a cold air was sucked in from the car window, and the temperature was gone.
"No." Mo Bei stood on the side of the road, the scarf had already been brought back, and he wrapped it around in a black down jacket, clear and cold: "If there is no place for me here, I will take you away, and I won't leave you behind. "
Even if you are the god of all people now.
It's okay to make people angry.
Thinking of this, Mo Bei leaned back and placed a kiss on his forehead: "Be obedient, don't lose your temper."
One can imagine the impact of such a picture on single dogs.
For example, Cat, Cat and Bear, he was still injured there just now because of his brother's hand injury.
Now... He just wanted to get out of the car and didn't want to watch it!
However, Mo Bei didn't have that kind of greasy personality. His relatives were very handsome and gently coaxed. After coaxing, he quickly stood up straight and motioned for the driver to push the cars on.
Uncle Wang also knew who to listen to.
After all, even my young master listened to Miss Mo's words.
Cat, Cat And Bear actually disapproved of his brother going to see the hands alone.
Reluctantly, that slender and beautiful figure disappeared too quickly.
He could only look sideways at their captain: "Boss, you really let my brother go to the hospital alone?"
Feng Nai didn't speak, but propped his chin with one hand, and didn't look back from the car window.
Cat, Cat and Bear wanted to say something more.
Feng Nai opened his mouth: "That Mr. Li over there, what do you think?"
Sitting in the co-pilot, the fat manager, who never forgot to pay attention to the current discussion, suddenly heard Master Devil call his name, and his shoulders trembled.
"Ah? What do you think?"
No one can control the words on the Internet, after all, freedom of speech.
And this time, the suggestions received by the organizing committee were different from the previous ones.
According to the usual practice, those who cannot be beaten will indeed be brushed off and replaced with new ones, which is also worthy of others.
If bey does not return.
Five people started fighting, and she couldn't keep up when waiting for the group, how embarrassing the scene would be.
This year the organizing committee is running for the championship, no, it should be said that everyone is running for the championship.
Ever since the Imperial League took over, there has never been such a grand occasion as this year.
If the entire team is weakened because of Bey alone, the organizing committee will not agree, and neither will the people who actually watched the game.
The embarrassing thing is that the current wind direction is making her take the initiative to retreat.
Of course the young master can't let the young master see these news, if the young master reads, who knows what he will do.
As a manager, I still have a lot of tricks, and I can think a lot when I bow my head.
But these thoughts were all shattered in Feng Nai's sneer.
"Some people want to force her to retire and don't want her to participate in this Milan competition. What do you think about this?"
The fat manager shook his hand and almost missed the phone, his face turned pale: "I have been asking people to do public relations, and now I will ask them to work overtime."
Feng Nai was still in the same posture just now, propping his chin, his eyes were very pale: "Send someone to the organizing committee."
"yes!"
Black Flame did win the game.
But today was in no mood to celebrate.
Cat, Cat, Bear, and the others were still immersed in joy just now, and they didn't even think about what they would face later.
Until I heard Feng Nai mention it, the manager over there called to deal with it, talking one after another.
They just realized that if Mo Bei's hand injury doesn't heal, she will face the possibility of being canceled. Even if the quota is not cancelled, she will not be allowed to play again. It is an international competition and cannot be tolerated like today.
As soon as Cat, Cat and Bear thought of this, they felt a little uncomfortable.
He didn't know how to describe that feeling.
She finally obtained this qualification, but now she is asked to hand it over by herself. If she doesn't hand it over, she will not consider the overall situation...
(end of this chapter)