The eSports King’s Crush

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No one had imagined it.

The unfathomable young master of the Feng family was just because he received a message from someone.

Feng Nai didn't reply, just looked at the words sent over there with a pair of eyes.

Seeing that there was no sound, Mo Bei lowered his eyes and said, "Bring some pork rib soup when I go. I just finished the preliminaries, so have a good rest."

Feng Nai knew that this was her usual ending sentence, and her eyes darkened.

This is what Teng Hui saw when he pushed the door open and came in.

He guessed that he probably shouldn't have come in at this point, but there was one thing.

"Boss, look at this." Teng Hui handed over his cell phone.

Feng Nai glanced around and focused on the word Mo Nan.

Teng Hui sat down: "I heard from my friend that Huan Leng really wants Mo Nan to go, and they are quite repulsive there."

"So?" Feng Nai's voice was light.

Teng Hui scratched the back of his head: "I didn't know why Mo Nan became like that before, but later I found out that someone was trying to pull him down, and he is Bey's brother. Boss, should we do something? Ah, otherwise it would be too difficult for him..."

"Teng Hui." Feng Nai interrupted him: "How do you think we should help him so that it won't be difficult for him? Whether he can stay depends on whether he can still play. The competition is that whoever can do it will stay. , since Huan Leng has found him back, it means that Mo Nan has this ability. It’s just that others don’t believe it. Who cares whether Mo Nan or Huan Leng cares about whether others believe them.”

A meal of dust.

Feng Nai stood up, and his voice sounded smooth: "At that time, even I didn't have the ability to make people believe that she was not a substitute. Even now, it is still the case."

Teng Hui opened his mouth and finally lowered his eyes: "I understand."

It's just that I feel guilty after all.

He used to be the most disdainful towards Mo Nan.

So when he saw "Mo Nan" as their new teammate, he was resistant and disgusted.

Having said that, it’s probably over.

But he was also among the people who destroyed Mo Nan.

Teng Hui knew very well that at that time, he and that group of people rejected the discussion and demonized that person.

That person is still holding on.

Now that he is back, there will be no flowers or applause.

Even bey will be denied.

Not to mention him.

Teng Hui could probably imagine it, and he also realized it from the exchanges between those people.

Disdain, look down upon.

Do e-sports players have to keep winning?

Because if you lose.

It’s nothing.

Why did Mo Nan come back?

Or choose this time...

Training camp base.

Several reserve team members are also talking about this.

But their expressions were obviously full of disgust.

"I really don't understand what Summoning God is thinking."

"Are we short of support? Xiaoxun's record is ranked among the best in the national server, why should we use Mo Nan."

"He's so big, can he keep up with his hand speed?"

"Let's not talk about hand speed. As far as his personality is concerned, I really don't make any comments."

"Isn't it all clear? He was framed."

"How can there be so many conspiracy theories that frame no one but him?"

"I always thought that the call team didn't like him very much."

"Then we can't handle the fact that someone comes to call for help."

"Begging? You mean, it's Mo Nan who wants..."

"Didn't Huan Dui answer the phone that day? It was from Mo Nan. It's not like people don't know about Huan Dui. He was originally very good to those former players, especially those who came out together in the youth training camp. Batch, I heard that some people were miserable, and he even helped find a job as a commentator. It was probably because he felt so pitiful about Mo Nan that he let him try. "

"Really Mo Nan, do you still need to ask for something like this?"

"Shh!"

Suddenly, a man lowered his voice, touched one of them with his shoulder, and motioned him to look at the door.

It was Mo Nan. He also came to take a shower. He was holding the towel issued by the training camp in his hand. No one could tell whether he heard what they said or how long he stood there.

Because there was still a ruffian smile on the corner of his mouth, he didn't have much enthusiasm, he just walked over and passed them.

I don't know why, but the more the other party acts like this, the more guilty they feel.

He was afraid that Mo Nan would tell Huan Leng, so he simply took a preemptive strike: "Senior, let's talk."

Mo Nan looked back and saw that his black hair had grown a bit longer, and he gave him a small tug. If it were someone else, it might make people feel effeminate, but Mo Nan was born with a ruthless attitude that he would not hesitate to throw away: "Okay. , what to talk about?”

"We all know that you have been in the circle for a long time." One of the people stood up and said, "We also know what happened to you. We are not interested in knowing what the facts are. After all, it is an incident. I don't understand why all the team members are targeting you. , is it really just them? Now that you are here, you should also know what kind of team we are. We have won the championship for three consecutive years and have never made any scandal. If we come here, we will not know the future. What could go wrong, not to mention that my hands were framed by my teammates and couldn’t play, so how could I suddenly be able to play again?”

Mo Nan looked at the man: "Nerve damage will affect hand speed. I really can't play assassin anymore. This time I will play the support position. When I joined the club, I reported my position."

"So what I said before is too much. It's not that miserable in fact, right." Another person came over and said: "We don't understand what the style of doing things is. This is an e-sports arena. From now on, seniors will still have one thing and another." As for the second best, maybe some people will use the back door because of what they said, but I don’t know if I’m used to playing in this competition.”

In this case, it is a deep humiliation for e-sports players.

After hearing this, Huan Leng outside the door frowned and was about to push the door open.

The man's voice came over without any pain: "I'm used to being beaten."

There is little emotion.

Even with a hint of a smile.

Neither happy nor unhappy.

Huan Leng stretched out his hand and stopped in mid-air.

These three words are not like what that person would say at all.

He knew Mo Nan, who was sixteen years old.

That person with such a fiery personality would snatch his milk away, and then look at him with a ruthless expression: "Hey, Huan Leng, this face is really the same as my sister's. It has not changed for ten thousand years. Drinking milk is Isn’t it because I’m not taller? I asked my mother to give me some fresh ones next time I come here. These ones are full of sugar, so I’ll drink them instead.”

At that time, he just thought this person was really annoying.

Later, there were duels one after another.

He never won half a point on him…

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