The eSports King’s Crush

"I didn't do those things, I just wanted to play well..."

When Mo Bei walked in, what he saw was the way her brother lowered himself and wanted to fight.

But the person on the phone obviously didn't want to give him this chance, and even asked another person to answer: "Mo Nan, you are still so naive, does it matter if you did those things? Even if I let someone frame you, so what? What’s the difference between you hurting your hand and being a waste, don’t embarrass the manager anymore, even if the manager speaks for you, the other players won’t agree with you coming back to lower our level.”

Snapped!

The crisp sound of hanging up made Mo Nan's fingers stiff.

Obviously, the club has made a decision to abandon him because he is no longer useful.

Not reconciled, he is really not reconciled!

"Brother." A slightly cold voice sounded from beside his ears.

Mo Nan turned his head, saw his sister, and was about to put away his mess.

Then I heard Mo Bei say again: "The next game, I will play for you."

"What?" Mo Nan was shocked, his eyes flickered.

Mo Bei copied his trouser pockets and chuckled: "Why, you don't believe my level?"

"How could I not believe your level." Mo Nan murmured, "But..."

Mo Bei interrupted him casually: "We both look the same. No one in that circle has ever seen me. I pretended to be you, and no one would suspect me."

Indeed, no one but him knew, that secret.

Three years ago, the No. 1 player in the national server who was popular in the Glory A area and was sought after by countless players, but retired at the most beautiful time, was female.

If it was her comeback, even Mo Nan couldn't imagine what kind of sensation it would cause!

"Are you really going?"

"Of course." Mo Bei picked up the scissors while talking, and slashed at his long hair. Dimang: "I have to tell those people that my brother can't be bullied just by anyone who wants to."

a month later.

High-speed rail station.

Because it was a holiday, there were a lot of people on the platform.

Right in the middle, the young man with a handsome figure was very eye-catching, with a dark suit jacket on his youthful body, endowing him with a shocking handsomeness without any concealment.

There are already many girls looking in this direction.

The young man smiled slightly, drawing a blush.

The little assistant Wang Dongdong who came to pick him up couldn't help being stunned after seeing this scene.

After all, he couldn't connect the elegant boy in front of him with the non-mainstream guy who smashed the keyboard when he lost the game.

What happened to this man? Could it be a ghost possessing him?

Mo Bei had seen Wang Dongdong's photo before coming here. According to her brother, the assistant was the only person he trusted.

Since this is the case, let's start with him first and see if he can tell her identity.

"Dongdong." Mo Bei walked over with a smile.

Wang Dongdong looked as if his tongue had been bitten by a cat: "Did you dye your hair?!"

He said, why does it always feel different.

Turns out it was hair dyed.

It must be because of this that he has the illusion that the other party has become more elegant!

"Well, it's dyed." Mo Bei thought of her brother's dazzling yellow hair, and smiled: "Why? Doesn't it look good?"

Before Wang Dongdong could answer, the two of them suddenly encountered a current limit, and bursts of screams rang out without warning.

"Ah! God K, my favorite God K!"