The eSports King’s Crush

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Huan Leng put down the bamboo chopsticks, his eyes seemed to be much clearer, and reminded him: "Have you thought about it?"

"What?" Mo Nan asked.

Huan Leng said slowly: "If we go to fight Feng Nai, Bey will be the first to disagree, and will even stand in front of Feng Nai. If Feng Nai is injured, she will think we are two against one."

After saying this.

Mo Nan felt like a thunderbolt.

His sister would indeed do this.

Not to mention that in her eyes, two against one is not advisable.

Just talking about Feng Xinji's ability to pretend to be pitiful and innocent, he has seen it before, even Xiao Nai Lin pretended to be, which is definitely a person who refreshes the bottom line of mankind.

If he really goes to fight Feng Xinji, he will be the one who can't say anything in the end.

Mo Nan grabbed his little hairpin and was quite discouraged.

"We can recruit her to our team." Huan Leng didn't want to affect his state after all: "For Feng Nai, Bey joining another team is what he can't stand the most." Mo Nan laughed when he heard this: "That's what you said, but the little face-paralysis prefers Black Flame. I can see that, or do you really want her to come?" "The club means." Huan Leng only felt that the laughter was close, and pulled his collar: "No team doesn't want to have a capable person, but Feng Nai has also made his position clear today. He will not let go." Mo Nan said "hmm", his eyes followed the hot pot The boiling gradually deepened: "I hope that no matter what happens in the future, he will not let go. After all, only he can accompany my sister on the longer road."

Huan Leng did not hear the last sentence clearly, and turned his head to this side: "What did you say?"

"Nothing." Mo Nan said again, and knocked his wrist with a bamboo chopstick in a ruffian manner: "Don't worry, I will still buy the sweater for him."

Huan Leng frowned: "Shut up."

Mo Nan knew that this was his black history, and he hadn't used it to tease people for a long time: "Winter is coming, how about brother knitting a sweater for me to wear?"

Huan Leng put down the bamboo chopsticks.

Mo Nan thought he had gone too far in joking, and was about to touch his nose.

He heard a faint "hmm" from the other side.

Mo Nan was shocked. Did he agree?

Huan Leng glanced at him and said: "It's fine as long as you can wear it when the time comes."

It still annoyed him, but Mo Nan also knew that Huan Leng would not bear a grudge against him.

There was one thing he had to confirm.

About his sister's right hand...what happened.

Yes, Feng Nai could sense it, and Mo Nan couldn't possibly not sense it at all, although he didn't know as much as Feng Nai did.

But Mo Nan was still a little worried after not using his right hand for a whole day.

According to his sister's personality, she wouldn't say anything if there was anything wrong.

You can always see it in the team battle tomorrow.

Mo Nan lowered his eyes, his handsome and ruffian face was surrounded by mist, making it impossible to see that there was also worry in it.

Huan Leng drank a sip of ice water, looking at the people eating shabu-shabu next to him, vaguely feeling satisfied.

It's good to be like this all the time.

After this team battle, he will be selected into the official starting lineup.

Then they will go to the international exchange competition together, and then go to Milan together.

The regrets that haunted him were gradually smoothed out.

Even if this person was stepped into the mud, he stood up and was not destroyed.

Huan Leng knew very well that he would never be easily defeated. From that time on, he knew that the cynical person was more determined than anyone else.

Win the championship with the person who wanted to be a teammate the most.

What he had thought of in the youth training camp was finally realized...

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