The eSports King’s Crush

The poisonous little Nailin didn't slow down for a while.

His brother has never been close.

However, on Weibo, there is no fan who does not know that God K is a younger brother.

Feng Nai copied his trouser pocket with one hand, and flicked the paper with the other: "I'll thank you, little brother, when I have a chance."

"Must!" Xiao Nailin was very happy, he felt that his elder brother and younger brother would be able to live in peace, after all, these two people are so handsome...

Facts have proved that Nailin is indeed still a child.

How could the boss of No. 1 Middle School and the boss of No. 2 Middle School get along peacefully.

It couldn't be more apt to describe it as a natural enemy.

at this time.

Mo Bei had already walked out of No. 1 middle school.

Zhao Jianjian only wanted to describe this journey as a miracle.

But the girls at No. 1 Middle School, when they saw the beautiful Bingshan boy standing at the gate of their school, they dawdled and didn't want to leave.

Any closer to Mo Bei, his face would turn red.

After all, he is so handsome.

The main thing is the temperament, which is indifferent and heart-pounding.

Zhao Jianjian was dumbfounded. They had never been treated like this when they came to No. 1 Middle School before!

It's a pity that I can't enjoy it anymore. If I stay any longer, the people in No. 1 Middle School will definitely hold him and his Brother Nan here and beat them hard.

"Brother Nan, how about we go have a meal, let's celebrate, for the first time in ten years, No. 2 Middle School defeated No. 1 Middle School!"

This is definitely the pride of their second high school!

Mo Bei glanced at his phone: "No, I'm fine."

"So what you told little Naiyin just now was not the reason for you to run away?" Zhao Jianjian was a little puzzled.

Mo Bei wanted to sigh again, and finally thought about it: "See you tomorrow."

"I'll see you tomorrow. No. 1 middle school is not convinced, so we need to make an appointment again." Zhao Jianjian wanted to shout out this sentence, but the location was not right, so he could only watch his Brother Nan go further and further away.

Strange, what will happen?

For Mo Bei, it was indeed a big event.

That is the transfer.

This is unusual and unusual for professional e-sports players.

After all, if the team treats him well, no one wants to transfer.

Of course, there are other situations, such as encountering better development.

But neither is her brother Monan.

Instead, they were calculated to squeeze them out.

At dusk, Tuhai Club.

This club is near No. 2 Middle School, but it is closer to the company buildings.

The manager of the club, Wang Jun, had been bored with Mo Nan for a long time, and sold him at any price.

"It's really unexpected that there are other teams that will accept you. I don't think the other team knows your record."

Wang Jun didn't even look at the content of the contract, and signed his name: "I really can't get along anymore, you can come back again, with your face, you can't play games, it's still very suitable for live broadcast, maybe you can make some funny videos or something." Fire up."

In this case, for a professional e-sports player, it is simply a humiliation.

Wang Dongdong listened to all of them clenched their hands, angry at all, and he was afraid that the non-mainstream could not bear it, so he went into a rage on the spot, and when the time came to the Internet, it would be a black spot again, and it would really be a disaster.

After sorting out his emotions, Wang Dongdong just wanted to persuade the other party to calm down.

But the young man had already stood up, like a son of a family, reached out to take the document, smiled softly, and lowered his voice: "The team you manage is not worthy of my coming back. In order to make way for your precious nephew, you Even the remarks that I am a crook can be fabricated, Manager Wang, they are all in the same circle, and we will always meet later."