Thinking of this, Feng Nai threw the phone aside.
Standing tall and tall, she turned her face sideways, lit a cigarette with a lighter, and after taking a puff, her eyes became darker.
Not happy at all.
It was because she noticed that she was planning to leave.
Feng Nai lowered his eyes, glanced at the message again, and then opened the phone book.
Soon, the phone over there was connected.
"Master."
Feng Nai let out a "hmm" and said, "How's it going?"
"I checked, but nothing was found." The man obviously lacked confidence: "Master, can you give me a few more days."
Feng Nai's voice was very weak: "No need, go and find out where Mo Nan's hand injury was treated. I want to know how serious he is."
"Hand injury?" The man didn't understand: "Could it be something wrong with Mo Shao's hand when he was playing?"
Feng Nai remained calm: "No, I just want to know."
I used to think that since this person can play games, there must be no problem.
But now, the person who played the game was replaced by her.
Mo Nan's hand injury will not be serious.
It's just that whether they can play in the national competition again is a question.
Feng Nai knew very well what she was preparing for.
When I have time, I will double queue with Yunshen's account.
It's training recovery.
In order not to let them see the difference.
She should give Mo Nan all of her support style of play.
Because no one would have thought that Mo Nan had a younger sister who looked exactly like him, and she was also a veteran game player.
At first, Feng Nai didn't recognize someone as a good student.
It's because she plays support style.
When he met her, she had just started practicing.
Time is really a wonderful thing.
Feng Nai even wondered if he had some misunderstandings about her position.
At that time, across the screen, she didn't like to talk, and occasionally couldn't control her strength, and would snatch his blue buff when the auxiliary field was linked.
He thought she was just an introverted girl who couldn't play games well and would get dizzy.
But now, is she really not good at playing the game
Obviously, she played well.
It was even better than he expected.
She's not an introvert either.
It is cold and indifferent.
There is no dizziness.
On the contrary, the consciousness is strong enough to make the opponent collapse.
And the pool of heroes is so deep that he can't figure it out until now.
If not know she is a girl.
Feng Nai would even associate it with that person.
"How can it be."
Feng Nai gave a low laugh, the person he entered this circle as an opponent.
It's not that he hasn't seen it through the crowd.
I have never seen the face, and I have seen the neck.
He was dark and tall, more boyish than he was.
This is really a coincidence.
When Feng Nai met Mo Bei.
Mo Beigang finished her military training, so she didn't wear sunscreen because of her personality.
Wearing clothes has always been mainly for sports, in order to be able to run on both sides of the base school without any effort.
All the money goes to selling food.
Impossible to skin care and groom.
Basically wearing a little black face every day.
Later, she was seen by her master.
Mo Bei just started to apply powder and milk properly.
The original skin color gradually returned.
It can be said that this is a perfect misunderstanding.
In Feng Nai's youthful heart, the only thing he could win against Bey was his good looks.
Boys are competitive.
Lost in the game.
Of course, I will find my comfort elsewhere.
Later, after Feng Nai really became a professional player, he no longer only made that person his enemy.
Instead, I want to find him more and form a team to play games together.
Mo Bei didn't know this.
Standing in the room, she frowned slightly again.
Then, a phone call was made.
Yun Shen was not in a very high mood all day today.
The alienation of friends in the game, and the matter of endorsement.
Let her turn on the treadmill.
Being an artist is always stressful.
For other occupations, you can probably browse the website to see something.
For artists, it would be better not to get in touch with those.
It ran for about forty minutes.
Yun Shen just stopped, and was about to drink a glass of water to sleep when she received a call from her family.
A smile appeared on her beautiful face.
Mo Bei's voice always sounded like a sleeping effect at this time.
But Yun Shen stopped moving: "Announce the breakup? Didn't we agree to wait for Mo Nan to come back..."
"That will delay you." Mo Bei's voice was a little low, and even his eyes were dark: "Besides, it's not certain when my brother will come back."
Yun Shen was wearing a towel, his long hair fell down: "I have nothing to delay."
Mo Bei paused, and only said two words: "Han Xi."
Yun Shen smiled: "For me, he is really challenging."
Mo Bei's voice was shallow: "You are not someone who plays with feelings."
Yun Shen paused and didn't hide it: "I did like it a little bit before, but the place where we first met was too embarrassing, and it's probably impossible, so if you decide to break up because of this, it's completely unnecessary, he won't If you like me, I don't need to waste my efforts."
Hearing this, Mo Bei thought for a while and said, "He met you when you were in middle school."
Yun Shen was obviously a little surprised: "Middle school?"
"Yeah." Mo Bei smiled lightly, and the winter snow melted: "Do you think it is necessary now?"
Yun Shen couldn't express how he felt in his heart, his beautiful eyes were round.
Seeing the quietness over there, Mo Bei continued: "It seems that you have no impression, he is your alumni."
"Not at all." Yun Shen patted his head with a slight frown.
Mo Bei probably knew what was going on. After the phone call, she sent a message to Feng Yi.
Break up this kind of thing.
Various influences should also be taken into consideration.
Notified in advance, there is nothing wrong with that.
Yun Shen still had some frowns.
Is she alumni with the person who looks good but picks people up
When did their school produce such a person
Yun Shen couldn't remember what to think.
He simply opened the website and looked at his certification photo.
Just want to make good memories.
He even planned to send his photo to someone he knew before to ask.
But Yun Shen thought about it again, people with this kind of temperament should be in the school before she transferred.
But she didn't seem to know anything about the people in that school.
Yun Shen let out a long sigh, and the tails of her hair fell on her jade arms. The words "beauty to the bone" are especially obvious on her body.
Just then.
The phone screen suddenly lit up.
It's a WeChat voice.
Yun Shen's fingers stopped.
After clicking on it, there was a low magnetic male voice: "Are you there?"
Just as Yun Shen was about to reply, another voice message came over.
"Sorry, I was in a bad state before, can I still play games with you?"
(end of this chapter)