After Mo Bei finished receiving the water, he raised his hand and looked sideways, with a very calm expression.
The other party originally thought that this person would say something.
Unexpectedly, Mo Bei just lowered his eyes and blew the water in the paper cup, grabbed his trouser pocket with one hand, and took a sip with a clear face.
It was as if he hadn't seen him at all.
This made the person who wanted to provoke him even more disdainful: "Wang Xu, it seems that this person doesn't know you yet."
There is another person standing next to him, who seems to be a master, with a calm expression: "After a while, he will be autistic, and he will know who I am."
"That's right." The man smiled again, double-numbered his trouser pockets, and took another step forward as if in style, pointing his finger on his shoulder: "Did you see this sign, you like this?" trash, let us storm it away."
Mo Bei raised his hand and drank half of the half-hot water, and after putting down the painkiller, he threw the paper cup into the trash can, raised his eyes in a flat voice, and said with a deadpan expression, "Then come to Qingqing. "
Such a casual attitude made the man even more upset. Looking at Mo Bei's back, the man's eyes were heavy: "Who does this guy think he is? It's great to win the mvp once? No wonder such a person will be expelled When the team rushed out, think about Lu Yifan, and then look at him, he is like the sky and the earth. Such a person, who dared to say that he had dated your goddess Mengruo before, really deserves to be dealt with."
Baofeng's strongest winger has a good impression of Yang Mengruo.
This point, the basic water knows.
And Yang Mengruo didn't shy away from it, and often sent WeChat messages with him in private.
That's why Wang Xu felt that a person with such a cute personality, like a fairy, was getting involved with someone like Mo Nan, which really made people uncomfortable.
"When I'm on the field, I will definitely catch him." Wang Xu lowered his eyes: "At that time, Shi Qian, you cooperate with me in the wild."
"Okay." The man smiled: "I have to tell Chen Yu the good news, today will definitely be the day when that guy Mo Nan will be hammered!"
Wang Xu's eyes lighted up: "You still can't take it lightly, king, it's too difficult to deal with."
"I know, I won't fight him." Shi Qian's voice was a little heavy: "Let's play the early stage, don't give him a chance to get up, everything is easy to talk about."
Wang Xu knew how much pressure Shi Qian had when facing King. After all, in last year's game, Shi Qian was almost beaten by King, and he didn't dare to play his rhythmic role at all.
In that match, Stormwind also lost very badly.
But this year is different.
His joining will make the storm much stronger.
What's more, all the training he received was aimed at the side lanes and wild areas.
As long as Wang Xu can cooperate with him.
Even the king can't turn the situation around.
"Don't put too much pressure on you." Wang Xu said again: "As long as King has no heads, no money, and we have to keep paying attention to their bottom lane, then the rhythm of this game is destined to be in our hands. As for the others, don’t be afraid at all, just let Mo Bei Xiangnan choose his good support, and he won’t be able to get up if he doesn’t take advantage of other people’s money.”
Shi Qian let out a "hmm", and the deepness in his eyes was clearly visible. It seems that Hei Yan was so impressive to him back then, so in his heart, he wanted to win Hei Yan even more, especially if the king could not beat him. If there is any advantage, it would be great...
(end of this chapter)