Mo Bei stood there, with a clear side face, his eyes full of blackness, turned into a smile: "Okay."
That shallow light, like the first melting of ice and snow, is rare to see.
It disappeared quickly, but it seemed to be full of strength.
Everything seems to have changed, and nothing seems to have changed.
He is still standing behind her, even though the road ahead is dark, he is still telling her that we will win all the way.
Mo Bei wanted to reach out and touch his hair.
On those days when she went to the snow-capped mountains, was he also like this? Using himself, he worked out the only possibility that she could still play games when she came back.
But in the end, Mo Bei still didn't move.
The person who was most worried about a violent reaction was now calmer than anyone else.
The man in the suit did not expect this, he paused and said, "I will also play a role in the debate meeting, and I will do my best to get Bey back."
The current situation is not good for the entire team.
The organizing committee also wants the players to play as simple as possible.
But there are some things they can't help themselves.
They saw King's anger last time.
It's not that they are not worried that the king will drop his pick and do nothing.
Then there is no hope.
As Cat, Cat and Bear said, they finally came to Milan.
Not only the players, but also the organizing committee, commentators, players, too many people have come to the World Series again after so many years.
It can't just end like this.
"Bey, let's go."
Hearing this, Mo Bei took another look at Feng Nai: "At the latest, I'll come back after twenty."
"Okay." Feng Nai stood there with a slender figure, watching Mo Bei go.
No one noticed that the palm of his hand was full of crescent moon marks.
Where the back touched, the clothes were wet.
The mutual switching of personalities would have exhausted the energy and blood.
What's more, Feng Nai's current situation is actually not stable.
It's just that everyone's eyes were on this sudden incident, and they didn't notice that he was different from usual.
Wait until Mo Bei walks out.
One end of the corridor.
A little man pressed the elevator ahead of time, holding a small notebook in his hand, with a dignified demeanor: "As a psychological counselor, please accompany me."
The man in the suit let out an "uh" and was about to speak.
Mo Bei squatted down, squeezed the little man's face with his hands, and said in a doting tone: "An'an, they need you now, and the official competition is about to begin. As a psychological consultant, you should stay here .”
Bo Xiaogui smiled: "Sister Bei, you are gone, and I have no obligation to work as a child laborer here."
The current thin devil is too small.
He was so young that he didn't think these people were worthy of his sister Bei to play this game again.
After all he can see those IP addresses.
I have to say that some affect appetite.
Mo Bei looked at him, knew that the child was angry, and patted his head: "Just take it as a favor for sister Bei, I don't worry about him, he is not in good condition now, and the game just now took too much energy for him , he needs someone to guide him."
"Sister Bei, don't worry, they are people who are born to eat soft food, and they have a good self-healing ability." The little man looked at her, stretched out his hand, and touched Mo Bei's face: "But what Sister Bei said, Of course I will do it, including if anyone bullies you, I will give an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, it's not that I won't report, the time has not yet come."
I don't know why, but the man in the suit always feels that this child of the Qin family is too hostile, and those eyes don't look like those of a child at all, they are cold from the inside out.
Especially when he looks at people.
The man in the suit shuddered inexplicably.
He was also angered.
But now with this result, there is no way not to vent his anger.
Mo Bei was taken away.
In the training room, the third game does not exist.
Everything happened too fast.
Ye Bing didn't even have time to apologize to Mo Bei alone.
He kept his eyes on the players of the second team.
With Ye Bing around, those juniors in Country H would of course not be talking about anything.
Public opinion on the Internet will not end easily.
Instead of decreasing, it has intensified.
So many people are waiting to see the third game.
Who knew there was no news at all.
Even the players went offline.
"what happened?"
(end of this chapter)