"Just as I thought."
Mo Bei said, and put the tablet in Adolf's hand.
Adolf looks like an idol, I believe in you so much, you actually set my expression: "It's not bey god, I'm a little confused, it's just like what you think, you still asked me to beat the green tea of old K, which means you have expected it a long time ago He will play me like this!"
Adolf was about to cry: "You still say he doesn't hold grudges, he threw away all my equipment, that's my wife!"
"I have the fragments of this equipment. I will give them to you during training at night." Mo Bei reached out, took his mouse over, and swiped the screen to the top road, with a clear side face: "Habit of missing the knife, the distance measurement is not good enough." Accurate, and don't look at your opponent with the eyes of the current stage."
Adolf was taken aback when he heard the words, and then looked at the screenshot analysis on the tablet, his eyes gradually changed: "God bey, you...
"The problem I see, you call the team, you must have known it before." Mo Bei let go of the mouse and stood up straight: "It is very difficult to get rid of small habits. It takes three days to do an emergency training in this area. .”
Adolf was moved instantly: "Train urgently! You can do whatever you want! God bey, how do you plan to train? Do you want me to prepare coffee to refresh yourself!"
"No need." Mo Bei looked at him, as calm as ever: "You just need to play ten 1v1 games with King every day from today on."
Adolf: ... I'm afraid he has something wrong with his ears!
Ten games a day, how many things he has are not enough for old K's green tea!
Thinking of this, Adolf quickly turned his head to look at the man across the two computers.
Feng Nai had already taken off his earphones at this time, so lazily propping his chin with one hand, kicking the ground with one foot, turning the gaming chair around, his noble and handsome face was revealed, and his eyes were even more bewitching. , just looked at Adolf, casually threatening.
Adolf only felt a chill on the back of his neck: "God bey, old K's green tea, he's looking at me! He's thinking in his heart now, if he wants to kill me, I won't fight him, I won't fight!"
Cat, Cat and Bear nodded vigorously, this kid is finally smart.
"He won't discriminate between public and private, don't worry." Mo Bei said, looking up at Feng Nai.
Young Master Feng curled his lips, smiled lightly, and his eyes were bent into crescent moons. He was not half as bad as before, and he was as pure and kind as my most friendly teammate.
Mo Bei: "Look."
Adolf: ... Fuck, you are so good at pretending, I can't compare, what should I do!
Mo Bei stood there, tall and straight, but his voice was lower than before: "For so many years, we have fallen behind too much, probably because we have fallen behind for a long time, and even our courage will weaken accordingly. Why did you come to Milan, Adolf, you Have you thought about it?"
Adolf sat there without answering immediately.
Just when Mo Bei was about to leave.
He clenched the mouse tightly: "I want to win the world championship, so that my solo photos can appear in the mainstream news, and my dad can tell others that his son's job is not as simple as just playing games for people's entertainment."
"Then make a complete change." Mo Bei squinted, and his voice was light: "Whether it's playing style or thinking."
Adolf frowned: "Thinking?"
"Inertial thinking during the game." Mo Bei said, looking at Zhao Sanpang who was standing outside the window.
Adolf followed her gaze and looked over.
Fatty is there.
The overlord that all their top laners admired back then was there!
Mo Bei's voice quality has not changed: "That year, Huaxia won because each of them broke their inertial thinking in the game."
Speaking of this, she paused, her long legs were slim, but when her black boots stepped on the ground, she was very firm: "For you, and for myself."
"Don't break, don't stand."
(end of this chapter)