The eSports King’s Crush

Om, the latest chapter of the e-sports master secretly loves me!

"If I were Bey, I would definitely retire on my own initiative. Really, I can't continue playing in such a state."

"I remember that Uncle Yin knew that he was not in good condition and did not even play in the Milan game. He took the initiative to give up his position, saying that he wanted to give it to Rao Shen."

"Yes, that's why we like that group of people. Since bey is from the Imperial League, he should also know what the best e-sports spirit is."

"Actually, I don't want Bey to retreat, but I can't help it. It's a fact that my hand is injured and it's not suitable for fighting."

"I feel bad and want to cry, but I believe in my god Bey. Even if she quits, she will not regret it. Someone will fulfill her dream for her."

Each of these comments is like a mountain, overwhelming people and making it hard to breathe.

If bey doesn't give way, it means there is no e-sports spirit.

No matter when, there are many people who say they like her, but always restrain her with the word "imperial alliance".

Maybe some people's dreams are nothing if left in the hands of others.

But Mo Bei, that dream she had, how much price she paid to get to this point.

If it weren't for the ID of Mo Beixiangnan, everything would be meaningless.

However, at this time, people would advise her to consider the overall situation.

So before Mo Bei could return to Heiyan, someone from the organizing committee contacted her, hoping to talk to her in person.

When Mo Bei received the call, she was sitting next to Feng Nai. She took a box of medicine, opened it with one hand, then took one out and handed it to him, not forgetting to reply to the other end of the phone. Person: "Okay."

Not a single word, not even the slightest emotion could be heard.

Even if she knew that at this time, it would not be a good thing for the organizing committee to come to talk to her.

No matter what you talk to her about, she can make a rough guess.

Feng Nai looked at the medicine and frowned slightly, with a resisting and impatient expression.

Someone even brought these things with him, really,

Are you starting to collude with the old man?

Mo Bei said nothing, just looked at him.

After two seconds, Feng Nai still lowered his eyes, swallowed the pill, and then took a sip of water.

Cat, Cat, Bear and the others are not surprised that their boss is so obedient. Even the poison his brother feeds him must be drunk without blinking, let alone cold medicine.

Wait, that's cold medicine.

When Cat, Cat and Bear wanted to see clearly, Mo Bei had already put the medicine box into his coat pocket: "Uncle Wang, put me down at the subway entrance in front."

"Put it down?" Cat, Cat and Bear's eyes widened: "Why put it down? Aren't we going to eat?"

As usual, there will be a dinner party after winning.

Of course, the boss pays for the dinner.

After hearing this, Feng Nai also looked in her direction.

Mo Bei's eyes were light: "Go to the hospital and have your hand checked."

No one will believe this reason.

After Feng Nai took the medicine, he seemed even more lazy. After all, it contained sleeping ingredients: "Which hospital?"

Mo Bei didn't answer, and put the neck pillow behind his head: "When you wake up, go eat hot pot."

Feng Nai looked at her and said nothing at first.

When the car stopped on the side of the road, she opened the door.

He just spoke, his eyes seemed empty: "This time, if you abandon me again, I won't wait for you, Mo Bei."

The placement of the word "Mo Bei" was light and slow.

It was like a breath of air-conditioning was sucked in from the car window, and all the temperature was gone.

"No." Mo Bei stood on the side of the road. He had already taken the scarf back and walked around in a circle. He wore a black down jacket and said coldly and coldly: "If there is no room for me here, I will take you away and I will not abandon you again. "

Even though you are now the god of everyone.

It doesn't matter if you make people angry.

Thinking of this, Mo Bei leaned back and kissed his forehead: "Be obedient and don't lose your temper."

The impact of such a scene on singles can be imagined.

For example, Cat, Cat and Bear, he was still injured just now because of his brother's hand injury.

Now...he just wants to get off the car and doesn't want to see it anymore!

However, Mo Bei didn't have that kind of annoying personality. His relatives were very handsome and coaxed him. After coaxing him, he quickly stood up straight and signaled the driver to get on the car.

Uncle Wang also knows who to listen to.

After all, even his young master listened to Miss Mo's words.

Cat, Mao, and Bear actually disapproved of his brother going to see the hand alone.

Unfortunately, the slender and beautiful figure disappeared too quickly.

He could only look sideways at their captain: "Boss, do you really want my brother to go to the hospital alone?"

Feng Nai said nothing, holding his chin with one hand, and did not look back from the car window.

Cat, Cat and Bear also wanted to say something.

Feng Nai spoke: "Mr. Li over there, what do you think?"

The fat manager, who was sitting in the passenger seat and always paying attention to the current discussion, suddenly heard the devil master call his name, and his shoulders trembled.

"Ah? What do you think?"

No one can control it online, after all, there is freedom of speech.

And this time, the suggestions received by the organizing committee were different from those before.

According to the usual practice, those who cannot be beaten will indeed be brushed off and replaced with new ones. This is also worthy of others.

If bey doesn’t retreat.

Five people started fighting, and when they were waiting for the group, she couldn't keep up. What an embarrassing scene it would be.

This year the organizing committee is going for the championship, no, it should be said that everyone is going for the championship.

Ever since the Imperial Alliance took it, there has never been such a grand event as this year.

If the entire team is weakened because of Bey alone, the organizing committee will not agree, and neither will the people who actually watch the game.

What's difficult is that the current direction of the wind is forcing her to retreat voluntarily.

Of course, the young master cannot see this news. If the young master reads it, who knows what he will do.

As a manager, Huahua still has a lot of guts, and he can think of a lot just by lowering his head.

But these thoughts were all shattered when Feng Nai sneered.

"Some people want to force her to retire and don't want her to participate in this Milan competition. What do you think about this?"

The fat manager's hand shook and he almost lost his grip on the phone. His face turned pale: "I've been asking people to do public relations. I'm going to ask them to work overtime now."

Feng Nai remained in the same position as before, holding his chin up, his eyes light and said: "Send someone to the organizing committee."

"yes!"

Black Flame did win the game.

But today I am not in the mood to celebrate.

Cat, Cat, Bear and the others were immersed in joy just now, and they didn't even think about what they would face next.

Until I heard Feng Nai mention it, the manager over there called to deal with it, talking one after another.

Only then did they realize that if Mo Bei's hand injury could not be cured, she would face the possibility of being cancelled. Even if her quota was not cancelled, she would not be allowed to play again. It was an international competition and there was no room for things like today.

Just thinking about this makes Cat, Cat and Bear feel a little uncomfortable.

He didn't know how to describe that feeling.

She finally got this qualification to compete, but now she is asked to hand it over with her own hands. If she doesn't hand it over, she is not thinking about the overall situation... (The e-sports god has a secret crush on me..151151065)--(The e-sports god has a secret crush on me)