Thinking of this, Feng Nai hung up the phone.
Always a little restless.
Probably because he sensed that someone was leaving.
So every time, when I can't contact her.
Feng Nai would feel an indescribable uneasiness.
However, the school's joint sports meeting has her project.
Should see you tomorrow.
Think like this.
Feng Nai returned the cigarettes to the cigarette case.
He paced back towards the bedroom.
"Which one do you want to hear?" Feng Nai half-lyed beside Nailin.
Xiao Nailin immediately raised her paw, and handed over the storybook in her hand.
Feng Nai's fair fingers flipped the page casually, and then there was a low magnetic and pleasant male voice.
It sounded very good on a night like this.
It's just that today's Feng Nai is really absent-minded.
Nailin listened to him read a page over and over again without turning the page.
Occasionally raise your hand to look at your phone.
The little sister who knew that his brother was waiting didn't contact him.
In fact, Feng Nai still didn't know what went wrong.
Obviously promised him to double row together.
Even the phone was turned off.
What are you hiding from
Could it be that, as his brother said, he is too aggressive and will scare people away.
Feng Nai's hand that turned the page paused, then looked at his brother again.
Nai Linyuan blinked her black eyes.
It's not bad either.
Just take Lin Keng Keng there to act coquettishly, roll around and be cute.
Anyway, someone is going to be in the pit.
Feng Nai, who started planning for tomorrow, didn't know that Hei Yan knew that he was going home to rest today, so he didn't tell him about the interview video.
After all, Mr. Feng is here, and everything is within the scope.
Feng Yi did deal with it very quickly.
No positive response.
Only the official sent a screenshot of Mo Bei's record since playing the game.
The rest of the words, did not say.
actually play this game.
Someone who really enjoys watching the game.
I have always looked at only the record.
This picture has attracted a lot of praise from players.
"Mo Nan's support is truly amazing."
"As a hero player, I usually envy Hei Yan and the other four."
"Do you still remember what God K said, my support? With a face of showing off, with such a support, how can I kneel six times in a row!"
"It's time to clean up again, heh, it's a cancer at all."
"Tumor your mother, get out if you don't play games."
"So far I don't understand why there are so many people who like this game suddenly in the past two years. I think the number of people online is no longer enough."
"Fart, I don't play games, I'm only a fan, so I don't understand Mo Beixiangnan's operation at all. It's annoying to people. As a heroic troll, I'm willing to bow down."
"There are still people who criticize such a result. I don't understand the world of heroes."
"Brother, calm down, those who don't play are scolding, you can see which ones are scolding, it's a pity that those who can play, don't talk, just wait to watch the game."
"Hehe, who said we can't play, we are also waiting to watch the game, waiting to see your cancerous brother Nan explode."
"Really, know how to play? Which girl said it, come up, one blood and one tower."
"What blood tower?"
"..."
"I laughed."
"I can play with you furball, I have a bad temper! Do you know how to play with Blood Tower?"
"I found the key to whether I can get into diamonds, there are people like girls."
"That's your dish, don't blame the girl."
"In e-sports, there is no distinction between men and women, so don't be bb. I also want to watch Mo Nan play a game and learn a few support essences."
"As an old player, I uninstalled the game at first, but after seeing Mo Nan's game, I downloaded the game again. I always feel that the enthusiasm from the past has returned."
"No matter how good the game is, what's the use if the character is not good."
"It's a game, just play well."
"You mean that it doesn't matter if you have a bad character. You really have seen the three views of Nanfan."
"Is this year's sunspots so good at catching language loopholes? I'm not a South fan, I'm a hero player. Professional players have achieved such results. How can it become a cancer? I don't understand."
"Then why don't you explain why Tuhai and the other three have never lost in the second team?"
"I also want to know how their grades have improved. When I was with Mo Nan before, there was no support, and the collective did not look at the map."
"I hid all the Qs that should be hidden, and moved three waves at the limit. I stayed in the wild for a long time, but no teammates came. The gods must die."
"Those who don't play this game don't understand. There's nothing to say. Come on, Mo Nan. Now that you're in Heiyan, you won't be without support."
"This sounds really awkward. It's obviously a cancer, but it bites people back."
"Others can survive in the jungle without support, why is he dead, it's not good."
"Please post the full record. I brought Mo Nan's record in Tuhai, a jungler with 1 kill and 7 kills, let me know."
"Have you seen that game?"
"Look, this kind of achievement, hehe."
There is a saying that Mo Bei was right.
No one cares about the process.
Just look at the results here.
What's more, there are a few people who will look at it from the perspective of playing games.
Few people knew that Mo Nan was cast.
Under the yoyo public opinion.
There can never be truth.
Some are just constant crusades.
Feng Yi understood, suppressed the heat, and did not reply.
In his opinion, these can't hurt Bey at all.
It doesn't make much sense either.
What is it like.
Just see the outcome on the field.
If it is in normal condition.
These really cannot hurt Bei.
It's just that today is too special.
The darkness seemed to never pass.
They say there is light at the end of darkness.
Why, the light that belongs to her brother seems to be unable to shine in.
Mo Bei didn't sleep well.
There is some emptiness in the heart.
When I woke up in the morning, my face was the same as yesterday.
Pale and sickly.
Mo Bei washed his face with cold water and tidied up his school uniform.
While doing this, there was no emotion on her face.
He took the schoolbag with one hand, but his breath was still cold.
While on the bus, people kept looking back.
Mo Bei didn't raise his eyes, he just turned on his phone and saw a lot of information.
But this time, she didn't reply.
After pressing it off, put it in the trouser pocket.
Those heartbeats blush.
Like it disappeared overnight.
Except for the faint gentleness.
Now, Mo Bei just wants to go home and study how everyone in Tuhai plays after finishing the long-distance race.
There are many people taking the bus at this point.
It's peak season after all.
You will also meet fellow students.
After seeing Mo Bei in the car, the girls blushed and stopped chattering.
Brother Bingshan Xueba likes quiet the most, and they all know it.
However, their little brother doesn't seem to have much energy today.
I was thinking so.
The driver slammed on the brakes.
One of the girls bumped forward.
Thought I'd hit my head.
But he was quickly pulled back by a hand.
The porcelain white hands seemed somewhat transparent.
It's gone when you touch it, but it's so hot that it's shocking.
(end of this chapter)