Hearing this, Feng Nai withdrew his hand, then threw a bottle of spray to Cat, Cat, and Bear: "Give him the medicine."
"Mmm, um." After Cat, Cat and Bear got the spray and walked over.
Mo Bei has already pulled the collar back to its original position, not only that, but even the zipper of the coat has been pulled to the end: "What did the temporary meeting say?"
Cat, Cat, and Bear's eyes fluttered a little, it's really hard to answer this question.
Mo Bei didn't speak, but paced past him.
Cat, Cat And Bear said: "Brother, don't go."
Mo Bei just paused, but didn't stop.
The fat manager was complaining to Feng Nai: "You said that no matter what the fans ask you, as the captain, you have to protect your subordinates. Now that you let him play, and you say you want to replace him, who will play when he gets off? Trick He came in so that you can..."
"His hands need to rest, and he can't fight team battles." Feng Nai turned his face sideways, the arc of his jaw hidden in the darkness: "We have already won a game, even if we don't win this game, we will be eligible for the provincial competition Yes, as long as my personal grades are good enough.”
The fat manager paused: "No, it's not safe."
"Which game is absolutely safe?" Feng Nai's eyes fell: "Insurance bought with one hand is meaningless at all."
The fat manager opened his mouth.
Just about to speak.
A voice came from behind.
"Some games are meaningless if you don't win them yourself."
It's Mo Bei.
She had no way to tell Feng Nai.
Every game here is very important to her.
Because only by winning all the time can you prove that those people are wrong.
No matter where it is, no one will remember the second place.
Similarly, no one would care about how her brother and Yun Shen were feeling.
trampled underfoot.
Anyone can say it.
No matter what the truth is.
What people like to see is some people being pulled down.
Therefore, you can't give up and you can't lose.
Otherwise, what's the point of her standing here again.
Mo Bei's eyes were completely black at that moment, seemingly calm, but when he looked closely, they seemed to be able to roll out turbulent waves.
There is a faint fire burning.
"Captain, I want to stay on the field."
The people around have never seen "Mo Nan" like this
He used to have a bad temper and was intolerant.
Later when he came back, Qing Juan was indifferent and didn't like to talk.
But no matter when he was, it was never like this moment, even his straight back seemed to be able to burn fire.
Want to play games so much
Not to mention the staff.
Even grandma's gray eyes shook a little, he seemed to have really misunderstood "Mo Nan".
People are multifaceted.
There is nothing wrong with one side being unearthed and the other side hidden.
If not a team of people.
Even when he saw those live broadcast barrages, he felt that "Mo Nan" was just for his own show and straw man, always making something out of it, and it would be fine not to participate in the competition if he was injured.
However, in reality, this is not the case.
Want to win by hand.
It's that simple.
The manager was still hesitating, looked at Feng Nai, then at "Mo Nan": "Are you sure there is nothing wrong with your hands? Will it affect the game?"
Although this question seems impersonal, it is really the most realistic.
"No." Mo Bei's eyes were dark.
The manager bit the bullet and said, "What if it affects you?"
"I quit the team."
When you need blood, the person who can even give you blood can't give blood, the turtle keeps saying, see if you can use my blood. I want to say, I have said thank you to so many people, and I have never thanked you, from readers to friends, from friends to relatives, thank you for being with me for so long.
(end of this chapter)