Manager Li didn't know what to say.
The reason why every e-sports professional player chooses to embark on this path.
The purpose is to win the championship one day.
In the past, when people didn't accept it, they said it was playing games.
Later people understand, it is easy to push one thing to the extreme.
Online, no one is held accountable for what they say.
As everyone knows, who wants to lose.
Mo Nan's last record in Tuhai.
It became a brand that he could not turn over.
Some go from like to dislike.
Some people go from disliking to swearing.
Some people even said: "When I saw him so arrogant, I thought that one day he would be cold. As expected, this is really cool."
No one cares what's behind this.
So even if he came to Heiyan, some people would ask him to quit the team.
Manager Li has measured it. Which club does not measure such a realistic problem.
He licked his face, and also tried to curry favor with Yu Zixin in the gray area, just to keep Mo Nan.
While hesitating, he was waiting for Feng Shaoneng to speak.
People appear very small in front of voice.
Especially under the constant pressure of public opinion.
Probably the choice is to pay a lot.
Then keep going.
Manager Li didn't know how Mo Nan got here.
It's him alone, so far, he feels a little breathless.
They say there will be any impact.
Actually nothing.
It's just that there is another retired person who loves this industry.
Manager Li looked at Feng Nai. Sometimes to keep the team, someone needs to carry something.
do not know why.
I just think they can win the championship this year.
In the past, the king seemed careless and didn't care about anything.
This year, it's different...
Mo Bei, who was still in the 24-hour convenience store, didn't know the agreement between Feng Nai and Mr. Feng.
Put it in a bowl of noodles at first, and what comes out is a strong aroma.
The sky outside the window, I don't know when it started to snow.
It will get cold very quickly in the north, and Halloween is coming, so it is not surprising that it will snow.
The snow was not heavy, and it was almost negligible to hit pedestrians.
But the temperature is so cold that there is a thin layer of white on the windows.
On nights like this, it is most comfortable to hold a bowl of hot noodles in your hand.
What's more, the person sitting next to him is someone he wants to see.
Ye Bing opened the bowl of noodles, rolled a fork, and said bluntly: "Why did you come back in this way? When I saw it on the Internet, I was really shocked. I didn't expect you to come back."
"Some personal reasons." Mo Bei lowered his eyes, took a mouthful of noodles, and the profile of his face remained as calm as before.
Ye Bing looked at her and smiled slowly: "You have changed so much that I didn't even recognize you."
"Is it big?" Mo Bei glanced at himself, his eyes did not fluctuate much: "It is indeed taller than then."
Ye Bing held back a smile: "It's much whiter than that time, it's amazing."
"It should be for drinking milk." Mo Bei stopped his movements: "At that time, the master always told me to drink milk, and then I got used to it."
Ye Bing heard her talking about the Dimension, and smiled again: "I thought the day you came back meant that the Dimension would reorganize, but I didn't expect the result to be completely different from what I thought."
"Well." Mo Bei didn't want to talk too much about this.
Ye Bing also noticed it, and simply changed the subject: "How is KING?"
Mo Bei raised his eyes and said two words: "Very good."
"Oh?" Ye Bing lowered her voice, "I've seen the comments about you on the Internet..."
(end of this chapter)