keep distance
Feng Nai casually rolled his eyes.
It was like a faint snort.
The assistant shrank his neck subconsciously.
Feng Nai did not speak, but paced past him with light eyes.
Does this mean you promised
The assistant couldn't make up his mind.
But in most cases, especially on the field, the young master will cooperate with him, even if he is not very willing.
But it won't make it difficult for him to explain to his superiors, so there shouldn't be a big problem.
After going out from the lounge, through the corridor, you can see the audience in the arena.
Each team will stand there for a minute.
I will not go out until the name is introduced.
During this period of time, for some fans, it is time to watch their idols.
The relationship between the team members will be seen by everyone.
This time, Feng Nai didn't wear a mask, but was wearing a battle uniform. He was holding his trouser pocket with one hand, and there was still a smile on his thin lips. When he came out, the fans were really impressed.
After all, God K really seldom smiles. Most of the time he either wears a mask, or looks like he just woke up, or is indifferent and lazy to stay away from strangers.
Like now, as soon as he came out, the corners of his mouth curled up, which was simply tickling.
The screaming at the scene had already explained everything. The reason why Feng Nai's popularity was close to that of a popular star was also because of his unparalleled influence in today's e-sports circle.
"Ah! God K look here! Look here!"
The fans had the team's logo on their faces, and the game hadn't started yet. Just seeing Feng Nai coming out like this, they couldn't help but waved their support cards and stood up from their seats.
The others followed behind Feng Nai, and they also had their own support.
Mo Bei was still the same as before, walking at the back with a clear profile, as if he had no sense of existence.
But this time, after seeing her, someone covered his face excitedly: "My male god has come out!"
"Han Da?" The person next to him asked.
"No, it's that little brother Bingshan! The one who walked at the back, did you see that, he is assisting the thief!"
"Mo Beixiangnan? No way, you like him?"
"What's wrong with liking him?"
"It's nothing, but you should keep a low profile. To be honest, we really don't like him. We always pretend to be familiar with my god K..."
"Not only is he pretending to be familiar with my God K, but he also wants to drag Goddess Yunshen to stir up the heat." A few other girls next to him holding a support card with the word K joined the discussion: "I didn't want to say it at first, but girl, are you really happy?" There is no vision."
"No vision? Probably, but one thing, Mo Beixiangnan is the strongest support I have ever seen." The man turned his eyes sideways: "Isn't it enough to just watch e-sports, and what you said and God K pretends to be familiar, I remember God K posted a photo yesterday, and there must be Mo Bei Xiangnan on it, for people who are not familiar, God K will take the initiative to post such a photo?"
"I've asked about this before, but it was just taken randomly by God K in order to complete the task of a public message every month. I think Mo Nan's fans should not think too much about the number?"
"that is."
"Our God K is not familiar with your Mo Nan."
"We don't have an appointment, ok?"
It only takes a dozen seconds for you to speak to me.
But even then, the outnumbered effect can work.
At that time, the girl seemed to understand.
Why did Mo Bei Xiangnan, who was clearly such a good support, never defended himself.
Because, no use, no one will believe...
(end of this chapter)