But she believes in her choices.
The auxiliary tank leads the jungler, using this kind of operation that not everyone knows, one-on-three, reversed the overall situation.
Crispy assistant wandering, cooperating with assassins, moving smartly, killing people in flash, winning mvp,
These operations are not at all what they said, they can be done just by relying on the king god.
E-sports is a team battle.
It was Mo Beixiangnan who, with his style of play, told everyone that it didn't exist just to protect anyone.
In the whole team, its role is indispensable.
Since it doesn't make sense, let's not talk about it.
But, I still feel a little uncomfortable...
She understands that sometimes some processes are indeed carried out by God K because of affection.
For example, the scene of the interview.
But she felt different this time.
The discussion next to him was still there, seemingly endless.
On the contrary, Mo Bei, who was standing in the aisle, was still as cold as ever, with one hand in his trouser pocket, and he looked up as if looking at something.
If you have a heart, you will find it.
Before every match, Hei Yan's assistant is more serious than anyone watching those classic pictures that appear on the big screen.
It seemed that so many people present were not as important as that flashing id.
Did you fight well
Did you embarrass that person
Is it worthy, the team she once loved the most.
That's what Mo Bei cares about most.
It's just that no one will understand.
Because of the heat in the eyes.
It seems buried too deep.
So much so that, after seeing the picture, she would lower her eyes slightly and restrain all her emotions.
There was a wind blowing over, and the black hair fell down.
What people can see is that the support standing at the end really has no sense of existence.
However, at this moment.
Feng Nai, who was originally standing in the front, suddenly turned his eyes back, and his eyes fell on Mo Bei.
Then, he raised his hand and casually tugged at the corner of Mo Bei's clothes.
It was such a careless gesture.
It almost made the fans who could see this side pause a little.
Especially the girls who were still talking seemed to be choking on their voices.
Mo Beiqing turned his face coldly and raised his eyebrows.
Feng Nai's voice was light: "Clothes, put on."
Mo Bei took a look at his attire, and there was nothing wrong with it.
But at this moment, Feng Nai raised his hand again, placed it directly on the zipper of her uniform, and pulled it up. The smile on her thin lips seemed to deepen, and she lowered her voice, with a light tone in her tone Laughing: "I don't have many friends, so this little brother should be cherished."
At the passage, two equally slender and tall figures stood against the light, with the same logo on their bodies.
It's just that the temperament is different, one is careless and evil, and the other is calm and reticent.
One of them was carelessly lowering his eyes to help the other zip up. He didn't know what he said, there was still a faint arc at the corner of his mouth, and the black hair fell down on his eyebrows and eyes. That handsome face that could make people scream, naturally Captured by the media in the camera.
As for the man in the battle uniform, he was naturally cold and ascetic as an iceberg.
At this time, the light seemed to be completely shattered on their faces.
Mo Beiqing had a serious face, and when he raised his eyes, he could just see his evil smile.
Only vaguely heard him say: "Heh, keep your distance."
Mo Bei raised his eyebrows lightly, not quite understanding what kind of unconventional operation a certain master is doing...
(end of this chapter)