Although the screen only flashed once.
But it still caused the barrage to pause for a moment.
They did have a guess in their minds.
I just want to ask, whose hand is that!
Porcelain white, slender, with distinct joints.
A natural e-sports player, the more he looks at him, the more familiar he looks.
It's not God K, they ate the phone!
Wang Dongdong was also a little surprised.
Didn't Brother Nan not want God K to appear on camera
This is
When Mo Bei realized that his wrist was being held, he quickly adjusted the direction of the camera, then raised his eyes to look at Feng Nai.
He didn't speak, but his eyes were in place, that is, he was broadcasting live, so he tried to keep his voice down as much as possible.
Feng Nai raised his eyebrows, and did not say anything, but he didn't intend to leave, so he grabbed another chair in the room, and just sat there so casually.
It's like watching her live broadcast.
In order not to show his face, Mo Bei adjusted the camera again and pointed it at himself with his eyes calm.
The game is already on.
Taking advantage of the gap, Mo Bei reached out and pulled his collar, just to fight for a while without being restrained.
But it happened to be such an action.
Paired with that iceberg temperament, the abstinence is simply attractive.
"I want a nosebleed!"
"Here, make a complaint! The anchor Nan is playing hooligans, only flirting but not marrying!"
"Come on to my brother Nan, the collar is so torn that I want to sleep with you, ah!"
"Don't be hooked by Brother Nan, ask him who is shaking his hand!"
"Do you still need to ask?"
"I want to ask, I want to hear my brother Nan say it himself!"
Mo Bei didn't intend to answer this question.
All eyes are on the game page.
The people who came to watch really didn't pay much attention to how Master Mo Bei was playing.
At this time, I was thinking about the hand that flashed by just now.
Only the fans who ranked with Mo Bei looked at the person who was supposed to be in the middle, but at some point he appeared in the grass where they were on the road.
Then a fireball skill, stunned the half-blooded ADC on the opposite side, and simply moved and attacked.
While avoiding the tank, a head was directly taken away.
first drop of blood!
Just lost a blood at the beginning of the game
The adc directly sent a message: "Mage on the opposite side, you wait for me!"
Mo Bei didn't reply, and walked back to her middle lane, and began to clear the troops.
The fans were also a little excited. After all, it was the first time I saw this style of play. The mage came up and couldn't clear the pawns, so he went to the road and squatted in the grass.
How many tricks did Brother Nan have? !
"Isn't this a normal way of playing?"
The men who watched the live broadcast woke up.
"This style of play is interesting. I will try it next time I qualify."
"No wonder Mo Bei Xiangnan chose this mage. This mage has the highest attack power when everyone has no money."
"And he is squatting directly in the grass on the top road, waiting for the ADC to get half blood. This calculation is simply terrible!"
"I think the scariest thing is that the hero he just picked was a replacement, which means that he is... I'll go, it should be impossible."
"That's fine for a pro, and it's a low-end game."
"That's right, I forgot about him switching regions, I should have thought too much."
"It's still very powerful, this blood is unexpected."
"It shouldn't be so easy in the future. He has slowed down."
Mo Bei's hand speed has indeed slowed down, not because of anything else, but because of a certain god sitting next to her...
(end of this chapter)