In the sea of people, there are posters held high everywhere, and the enthusiasm of the fans is like a fire, burning into a mess.
Mo Bei lowered his head and looked at the support poster left by his master under his feet.
On the front is God K, and on the back is I like you.
Subconsciously, Mo Bei bent down and picked it up...
But Wang Dongdong was beside him as if he suddenly understood something, and he was heartbroken: "Male god, I thought you had changed, but I didn't expect you to have this kind of plan. Did you know that God K said he liked it during the interview?" You are a cleaner person, that's why you dyed your hair back to black, scheming, you are too scheming!"
Mo Bei opened his mouth. She wanted to say that her hair had always been this color, but remembering that she was playing her brother now, she could only raise the corners of her mouth, quite helplessly.
"Male god, really! In order for me to survive, you really can't be the same as before!" Wang Dongdong said with a serious face, "You don't even think about meeting God K here, go, let's go now!"
Mo Bei laughed: "It's too exaggerated, you."
"You forgot how you hugged someone's thigh last time, you want to confess to someone!" Wang Dongdong was like a walking emoji: "I exaggerated? The most exaggerated thing I did was that I didn't stop you!"
Mo Bei paused, and choked back when the words reached his lips, she? Holding someone's thigh, confessing
"Hurry up, let's go!" Wang Dongdong was still urging, he was afraid that the non-mainstream would not be able to move once they saw God K!
Mo Bei didn't explain much, and he could vaguely see the black and red uniforms in the crowd's pursuit.
As a new member who will be reporting in a while, she has an identical set of team uniforms in her suitcase.
It's really fate... Mo Bei's thin lips curled up, thinking of going to the exit with the fewest people, but she didn't expect that she bumped into something just as soon as she turned around.
This scene happened so suddenly, the man withdrew his long legs back, but still did not escape...
"God K!"
The assistant following the man wanted to pull his young master away, but it was too late.
Those two people had already bumped into each other, and they were still in a very ambiguous posture.
The tip of his nose rubbed against him, and before Mo Bei could feel the pain, all the pleasant smell of tobacco and lemon mixed in.
The other party was looking at her, his brows were frowned, his back was slightly arched because of the bending, and the team uniform slid down slightly because of her rubbing, revealing the sexy collarbone inside. In a horrified glance, it was a translucent cold white complexion , Like fine porcelain jade, noble and abstinent.
Only then did Mo Bei realize that she seemed to be in the other's arms
The remaining warmth of the man's chest was on his face, and Mo Bei was a little dazed from the burning, and his limbs froze.
Probably because they were too close, when Mo Bei raised his eyes, he seemed to be able to touch the man's breath.
Fortunately, the other party was wearing a mask, which was pure black and covered his face, only revealing a pair of lingering eyes, which were oozing with clarity and indifference that made people feel cold...
She knows this man.
Even though he still wore a black mask on his face, it didn't feel wrong.
Mo Bei still clearly remembers what he saw on the screen a year ago.
Without the support of any teammates in the rear, a figure went all the way to the opponent's blood pool, fought back with a one-on-five, and won the championship.
From then on, Mo Bei remembered the game id, King.
(end of this chapter)