Probably because of a cold, there was a hint of hoarseness in his casual voice.
When Mo Bei walked in, he frowned.
On the other hand, the big boys standing next to each other looked at each other and listened in a cloud.
How to prove what
But what is the situation.
Usually, at times like this, individuals are timid.
In addition, Mo Nan wasn't like this before, right
It is true that they dare to run their backstage, but it is not like this.
Under his gaze, Mo Bei's attitude remained the same. He turned on the phone with a smile, and then turned around to let the man leaning against the wall look at the game screen: "My nickname, Mo Bei Xiangnan."
"What!?"
Feng Nai still didn't respond.
The granny gray boy who was closest to Mo Bei yelled, "Are you our new team member?!"
What is wrong with this world!
Simply unacceptable!
Obviously, the nickname is a girl!
How could it be this person who loves to rub the heat!
Grandma Hui was shocked, until she sat back on the sofa, she was biting the corner of her clothes, her eyes were full of resentment!
Mo Bei is as noble as before: "There should be no misunderstanding between us now, please give me more advice in the future,"
Who said there was no misunderstanding!
Big misunderstanding!
Grandma gritted her teeth.
The only person present who did not change his mood was Feng Nai.
Rubbing his neck with one hand, he paced back to his seat, casually: "Your room is on the second floor, don't make any noise, don't move anything that isn't yours, and someone will tell you the rest."
It's really a voice that is so cold that it can't be any cooler.
It seemed that her teammates didn't welcome her very much.
Mo Bei had also been mentally prepared for this, so he didn't say much, he just went upstairs with his luggage.
The atmosphere in the apartment was obviously different from before.
None of them thought that the long-awaited newcomer would be Mo Nan, who had a bad reputation in the circle.
The celebration that was originally prepared also lost interest.
"He can't really be a crook, can he?"
"Who knows, but it's true that he has a bad temper, and he likes to push things on others. He'd better not use his tricks on Hei Yan."
"Wait a minute, I know his operation level. Although it's not as bad as the outside world said, but he has been in a bad state recently. Is it really okay for such a person to be our mid laner?"
"Could it be that the boss doesn't even know that Mo Beixiangnan is him?"
Having said that, several people glanced at each other again, and approached Feng Nai, "Hehehe, boss, I want to ask you something."
Feng Nai casually said: "Say."
"Is that Mo Beixiangnan picked out by the boss on the Internet?"
"Yeah." Feng Nai sat down, not knowing what he was thinking like that, extremely lazy.
"Then do you know that he is Mo Nan?"
Hearing this, Feng Nai smoked a cigarette with his finger, turned his head to light it up, and his side face was evil and handsome: "Want to know?"
This sentence, asked his team members.
Several big boys nodded one after another.
Feng Nai smiled, and unhurriedly freed one hand, and patted grandma's ashen face: "Why should I tell you?"
boys:…
"Stop gossiping in the future, it's too noisy." Feng Nai stood up after finishing speaking, his mind was full of the images he saw in the draft, his flexible positioning, accurate predictions, and the residuals when he was playing in the jungle. He thought it was the person who had defeated him in terms of skills. After all, the style was similar and the operation was also similar. It wasn't until he saw Mo Nan logged into his id just now that he realized that he was thinking too much.
After all, that person has long since retired...
(end of this chapter)