Is this completely suspicious
Mo Bei thought to himself, without changing his face: "It's not that I'm good, it's because the captain is there. If there is a captain, I shouldn't have to fight so hard. Isn't this sentence said by the captain?"
Feng Nai restrained her sarcasm, and when her eyes came down again, her eyes were very light: "Really?"
Mo Bei let out a "hmm", without any emotion.
It is undeniable that this feeling of being trusted by others did remove a lot of the coldness in Feng Nai's eyes. He stood there, looking sideways casually.
It looked like a smile, but it wasn't too obvious.
It's just that smile, which is a little seductive.
I couldn't stand it anymore, maybe I really showed my true colors in front of him.
"That's it? Nothing else?" Feng Nai's voice was a little absent-minded: "You've already lied to me once, help little brother."
At this time, Mo Bei's eyes stopped for a moment, and his face was clear: "I thought that incident had opened up the story."
"Crafting the story and having a bad impression are two different things." Feng Nai's legs were slender, and he was still wearing a battle uniform, so the sense of oppression never disappeared from his body.
Mo Bei knew that this time, it would not be so easy to dispel the suspicion in the other party's heart.
Switching hands was not planned.
Before the national competition, she did only play with her right hand, and there was no problem.
Because the auxiliary only needs to play an auxiliary role.
Think of it this way.
The reason why she was able to win so many heads just now.
It was also because he left a lot of residual blood.
It should be said that the fight was too fierce.
Still didn't expect that during the competition, he was still trying to find a way to test her.
Mo Bei's eyes dimmed: "How can we eliminate the negative impression points."
Asked by the other party.
No matter how much Feng Nai mocked, there was no way to say it out.
Only the light in the eyes lowered, and the line of sight still stopped at the original position.
That expressionless face does look real.
,
But about the opponent's style of play.
The little brother Lin Keng Keng is, isn't it a bit of a coincidence...
"Master, why are you here?" It's the assistant, with a layer of sweat on his forehead: "Aren't you the mvp of this game? You should be interviewing at this time, don't you want to show up again, the manager knows Young master who will have a headache."
Feng Nai lowered his eyes, grabbed his trouser pocket with one hand, and glanced in the direction of the assistant.
That look was extremely cold.
It's even so dark that people can't feel the slightest temperature.
The assistant realized that he might have interrupted his God K, coughed lightly, and then changed the subject: "Then what, that's right, Mo Nan!"
Mo Bei, who was called by name, raised his eyes after straightening his collar: "What?"
"The company has arranged an agent for you. It just so happens that the game is over. You can communicate with him." The assistant said and looked behind him: "He said he came after watching the game. This person just came back from abroad. I just went out to pick him up, and it feels like... "
Not bad two words, the assistant has not finished.
Mo Bei saw a slender figure appearing on the other side of the road.
He was still dressed in a neat suit, from the sleeves to the collar, and was very particular about it. He exuded a commercial atmosphere, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.
The corners of his mouth are always smiling, so that some people say that he is a smiling man, and no one in the mall can tell whether he is really smiling or being polite.
Also because of this, he has fierce means and absolute star-making ability.
Known as the gold medal broker in the circle.
(end of this chapter)