"Support?" Wang Dongdong choked on a mouthful of water: "Are you playing support?"
This is completely out of line, okay
Even if the technology is not as good as before, the non-mainstream is still an assassin.
Mo Bei's mood was very light, and she didn't say much. It's true that she didn't play much support, but she always had an idea in her heart and wanted to give it a try.
In addition, what the Black Flame team lacks now is a support.
So, some things just happened naturally.
But Wang Dongdong was very worried: "Assassin's style of play is different from support, right? Can he adapt? Will he be abused miserably after going up?"
Now the wind on the Internet is already very bad. Many people are waiting to see this person's last joke. If Mo Nan can't slow down this time, his career will be completely over.
Mo Bei saw Wang Dongdong's thoughts, and his tone was neither slow nor slow: "As long as you play well, you can be beautiful in any position."
This is indeed true, Wang Dongdong was shocked by the young man's noble aura for a long time before he realized it, that's right p, your calm expression made me almost believe that you can play assist!
Wang Dongdong took a deep breath: "Brother Nan, really, can we be more steady this time?"
Mo Bei knew what Wang Dongdong meant. Her brother rarely played other positions besides assassin.
In order to avoid trouble in the future, Mo Bei turned his face away, and said casually: "This time when I go home, I have specially practiced support, otherwise why would Hei Yan accept me?"
"So it is like this!" Wang Dongdong's eyes lit up, "I said so!"
Mo Bei put on the light white trench coat, and his sense of abstinence became stronger: "I want to go out, are you here, or go back to the company?"
"Ah? I'm going back to the company." Wang Dongdong noticed the boy was holding a cake this time: "No, Brother Nan, what are you doing here?"
Mo Bei didn't bother to explain so much, so he simply threw out a sentence: "A date."
Wang Dongdong was so happy that he almost didn't even hold his water glass: "Brother Nan, you finally gave up the unrealistic idea of chasing God K! Dating is good, you should be straight, you can go boldly, the company has me!"
Mo Bei didn't respond, but bowed his head and typed a line on his mobile phone: "I'm leaving."
When Nailin received the news, she was trying to pull his brother up from bed.
Looking at it from this angle, one can only see that the whole face of the person on the bed is exposed in the light, the black hair is broken down, matched with his high nose bridge, he is so handsome that it makes people dizzy.
Feng Nai was probably the only one who could smell sexy and lazy even while sleeping.
In the circle, most players' schedules are not normal.
So I can't get up in the morning.
Feng Nai was even more so. After all, someone said that God K was only awake when he was playing games.
In my normal state, I basically sleep at the airport and in the rest room, always wearing a mask, pulling the black uniform to the bottom, burying my fair and handsome face in it, and my whole body is full of aloofness, fans want to send There is no way to send gifts.
Their k gods are really too difficult to approach.
"Brother, my little brother has already set off, but I haven't even brushed my teeth. Tell me quickly, where is my little plaid coat. I want to wear it to see my little brother!"
Nailin is sensible, and never disturbed his brother to get up before.
But today is different.
It was past eleven o'clock.
If he doesn't clean up, how handsome he is going to see the little brother.
They made an appointment to have lunch together...
(end of this chapter)