At this time, Wang Jun's face can no longer be described as ugly.
He never thought of it.
Not only did this match not drag Mo Nan into the water, but it made him appear in front of everyone in this posture.
In the end, it was because of Feng Nai.
Why did Feng Nai allow that person to choose a roaming position.
This is the final!
The pressure that Wang Jun had to face suddenly increased.
Black Flame won.
And he was blocked there by the media next to him.
"Manager Wang, may I ask you to tell me about Mo Nan before, he..."
Before the man finished asking.
Wang Jun left in a hurry, fortunately there was an assistant by his side.
Otherwise, he really doesn't know how to get out of this arena.
The sound of crystal explosions was uploaded from the screen.
Some Nan fans at the scene cried.
Is really crying.
Even they don't understand.
Why did his throat feel sore when he saw that young man with his back straight and his left hand waving the mouse to break the enemy's crystal.
too long.
It is really too long.
They have waited too long for this day.
It's actually weird.
One thing, very few people know.
Mo Nan doesn't have many fans though.
But it's always there.
Especially when he first came out, people who liked him.
They tried their best to watch every match of Mo Nan's.
Whether it's on-site or in front of the screen.
It's just that they understand that sometimes you can't speak up.
Some things, give him time to digest.
It seems to be the biggest support for him.
So many people are scolding him, calling him a waste.
Gradually, they couldn't prove how powerful that person was when he first came out.
They carefully edited those scenes into a video.
Later, the whole Internet was black.
They thought it would be fine if that person stopped playing.
At least I can return to normal life.
But everyone understands that.
Under what circumstances did you say it.
Does anyone remember a teenager who said in his first interview, "I wish I could make it to the World Series, that's all."
How many people fell in love with him because of this sentence.
In the end, how many people, because of this sentence, he is selling people.
Now.
He stands there.
It seems to be saying.
I can do it.
on the screen.
Mo Bei, who was wearing a black and red combat uniform, had already taken off his earphones, his hair was shaking, and the camera captured the slightly cold side face.
There is no emotion.
As always, go last in line.
No one can imagine.
Such a good-looking person.
When you thought he was only playing assassins.
Because he was expelled, he switched positions and became an assistant.
When everyone thought this was his limit.
He played a nice roam.
Hong Haier was really convinced that he lost.
When the teams shake hands with each other.
When it was Mo Bei's turn.
Hong Hai'er opened his mouth: "My male god has you, so I can rest assured."
The teammates standing next to him wanted to give him a kick.
It's all and what, how can people answer you when you say that, it's too ambiguous, okay
Mo Bei turned his eyes sideways and looked at Feng Nai.
Feng Nai still looked nonchalant.
Mo Bei couldn't shake hands like this all the time, so he gave a faint "hmm".
Hong Hai'er turned her head away and cried.
Mo Bei: ...
"Woooooo, my male god is finally married."
Mo Bei once again realized that the fans of a certain great god, all of them have a clear mind, even if they are professional...
(end of this chapter)