"Hey." Zhao Sanpang sucked his teeth and said, "You are still in good spirits. Don't blame you, fat man, I didn't remind you. When the little handsome guy came to Milan, he was paralyzed by our family. Trying every means to trick Little Facial Paralysis to join their team. Now that he has grown up, he has not let go of this year. He still publicly defended Little Facial Paralysis on the Internet. Don’t say it. After listening to that, a big man like me is very moved, let alone Say girl."
Feng Nai's original sloppiness, which had nothing to do with him, subsided a lot following Zhao Sanpang's words.
Those beautiful eyes fell even more.
When Zhao Sanpang saw it, he became very excited, and the more he talked, the more energetic he became: "My nephew, his jungle level is not amazing, you also know that e-sports players will cherish each other when they meet talents. Facial paralysis, the relationship with this guy is really good, I remember talking on the phone often when I was a child."
Hearing this, Feng Nai's eyes darkened all of a sudden.
Not only because of Zhao Sanpang's words, but also because the figure clearly moved towards Mo Bei.
Suddenly, the surrounding atmosphere changed completely.
"who's that person?"
"Oh my god, what is Ye Shen doing?"
"Huaxia? Is Huaxia written on that person's clothes?"
"Please, Chinese is difficult to understand, how would I know."
While the fans were still whispering and wondering about each other.
The members of Team H basically understood who their captain was seeing.
And Ye Bing had already stopped in front of Mo Bei, with a shoulder bag and a slender figure: "Bey, I'm glad to see you here, you're finally here."
In his line of sight, there was nothing but Mo Bei.
It was this kind of gaze that made Feng Nai's strength in holding the little devil even more.
"bey? Oh! God! Is she bey?!"
"Bey is indeed in the Huaxia team, she is really handsome, isn't she?"
"bey! God bless! I finally see bey!"
Different from domestic, overseas, the name bey symbolizes the absolute legend of the year.
Everyone is leaning this way, the excitement can be seen on their faces!
Gradually, Zhao Sanpang and the others also gained attention here.
Other professional players were also photographed by the rushed media workers, and Team Huaxia was no longer ignored.
Faced with these, Mo Bei did not change at all. With a side face, Qingjun stretched out his right hand, because he was standing upright, as if he was snowing, like a young master Yu: "I've heard it for a long time, Ye Bing."
This scene was photographed by many local people and posted on the Internet.
Two people, wearing different uniforms.
Facing the world's best team, God's jungler.
Mo Bei's attitude is like a pine and cypress, neither humble nor overbearing, his temperament is natural.
Some reports say so.
"No one will be so calm when facing Ye Bing, except Bey from China, because she deserves it!"
Such a handshake has spanned many years, and the old players who stayed behind know it all.
Across the screen, they can burn fire inside.
Finally, finally Huaxia's battle uniform appeared there again.
And this time, bey is here! Fatty is here too!
All the people present were shaking hands for this one, and they were very excited.
There was only one person, and he curled his thin lips, his eyes filled with coolness.
He leaned over to put the little devil down, and then paced towards Mo Bei's side. His long legs looked even more imaginative from the camera.
He took off his baseball cap, revealing that handsome face that confuses all living beings, and then wrapped his arms around Mo Bei's waist with a faint smile...
(end of this chapter)