When hearing these four words.
Adolf's expression changed, he swept away the previous complaints, and watched the picture of himself being abused with relish!
Cat, Cat, and Bear looked at Mo Bei adoringly, and applauded like a seal: "My brother is too good at fooling around."
"It's not flickering." Zhao Sanpang, who had been smiling all the time, even bent his eyes with a smile at this time. His eyes looked at the tall and straight figure, vaguely, as if they were overlapping with something, and there was a difference between the lower eyes. Emotions.
"Little Spade, you will definitely regret it. It's not you standing here now, but Lao Tzu, hahahaha."
This inexplicable sentence made several teenagers look over at the same time.
Zhao Sanpang clapped his hands.
The cat, cat and bear was photographed almost lying there.
After all, if you think about the weight of our fat man, you can imagine that not everyone can bear that palm.
"We are little ones, ah no, you bey gods have really grown up, hahahahaha!"
As he said that, Zhao Sanpang took two more shots to express his joy. "
Cat, Cat, and Bear coughed twice: "Fatty Master, be merciful!"
"Training! I'll practice it all for Fat Lord!" Fatty Zhao San left, but went to Teng Hui's side, and slapped him in the same way.
Teng Hui's small body is almost the same as that of a cat, cat, panda and bear, almost useless.
"Don't expect me to be merciful. If you win, you will be the gods of thousands of girls when you return home. Let me tell you from the experience of those who have been here. Do you know why I have so many female fans! It's all because I was so handsome when I won! It’s face-to-face, your students, understand!”
Zhao Sanpang walked behind Feng Nai while talking: "Of course, there are some people who rely on scheming. I said nephew, what are you looking at? Keep fighting."
Feng Nai was too lazy to correct his address, after all, there was still the next 1v1 match waiting for him.
There are only half of the players left in the training room.
Everyone can feel that Zhao Sanpang's state has changed.
Cat, Cat, Bear, they don't know why.
As a person who has come along the way, Feng Yi is very clear about what kind of fire Xiao Mian paralyzed lit in his old friend's heart.
At this moment, it seems to be back to that year again.
Feng Yi looked out of the brightly lit window, stretched out his hand and pushed the gold-rimmed glasses frame on the bridge of his nose, they both looked like teenagers.
"Hand speed."
Faintly, I could hear voices coming from the training room, clear and faint.
"Adolf, watch your position."
"Teng Hui, the top laner needs more awareness."
"Han Xi, invade, fight more recklessly, it doesn't matter."
"Cat, Cat and Bear..."
For a moment, there seemed to be two coaches in the training room.
Mo Bei was correcting the details, while Zhao Sanpang was observing and reminding in the general direction.
On the other hand, Huan Leng was still fighting Feng Nai 1v1.
It has to be said that Young Master Feng's record this time is a bit underwhelming.
Played 9 times and lost 9 times.
Adolf thought that the man would play the young master's temper. After all, K has always been the kind of green tea king who has grown eyes to the top of his head, changed his personality, and holds grudges!
Unexpectedly, after taking a sip of water, he put on his earphones and casually said, "Come again."
Instead, Huan Leng stopped, looked at him across the two computers, turned his wrist, and threw two words at him: "Tomorrow."
Feng Nai squinted his eyes, filled with evil spirits: "Tomorrow?"
"Tired." Huan Leng stood up, his back was covered with sweat, but it didn't affect his temperament: "You should be tired too."
Hearing this, Feng Nai raised his eyebrows: "Tired?"
(end of this chapter)