The eSports King’s Crush

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

"Who told you that it would get to that point?"

Bang!

The door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open.

A tall and tall figure slowly walked in from the door.

His face was paler than ever, without a trace of blood, as if he had just stepped out of the ice and snow, and his profile was angular and handsome.

The gentleness and laziness of before were gone, leaving only one pair of eyes, which were dark and without any warmth.

And his hands were stained with blood.

Drop by drop, falling down the fingertips.

But he didn't seem to notice that he was injured at all. He looked at the person who was still speaking: "Who allowed you to go to that point?"

It was Feng Nai. He was still wearing a battle uniform that he hadn't had time to change into. The black collar made his facial features look even deeper, his nose was straight and his eyes were extremely cold.

He glanced sideways at the man.

The man was shocked: "I mean, so many people outside are waiting for the results. This is an international competition. As a professional player, you should consider your own reasons. The organizing committee will receive relevant information about bey every day." Everyone believes that Bey’s hand speed is not suitable for participating in the competition anymore. Even if our organizing committee regrets the talents, we must adhere to principles. The national team depends on its strength. If this continues, it will be difficult for us. Do."

When Feng Nai heard this, his face was still very handsome, without any expression.

He seemed to be living like Mo Bei, yet different from him.

Because of the arc drawn at the corner of his mouth: "Okay."

"Since it's so difficult to do, just announce that Bey is retiring." Feng Nai walked over and stood on the right side of Mo Bei. He said in a calm voice, "Why did you call her here?"

The man wanted to say something else.

Feng Nai interrupted him quietly: "By the way, I would like to announce that I will also retire together."

That's it.

He said it calmly.

But it made the faces of the people sitting over there change.

You know, why there is so much hope of winning this year, a large part of it is because Feng Nai is here, including why they would consider letting someone replace Bey, it is also because Feng Nai is here.

In today's battle, many people know one thing, that is, Bey's left field is not impossible to replace.

Since Feng Nai can fight, that's enough.

Therefore, there will be such a result.

But now, he actually said that he wanted to retire! ?

How could he retire without caring about anything?

"You are the captain of the entire team!" Someone couldn't help shouting: "How could you, how could you say you want to retire just because of such a trivial matter!"

Feng Nai couldn't help laughing, his pale fingertips hanging on one side: "Little things? Do you know what the little things you talk about mean to me? You have destroyed my god, and you still want me to continue to fight for it. , Hehe, which one of you here deserves me to play this game? Why do I become a professional player? Why do I finally stand in this position after winning? She's with her... that place, if I don't go with her, it means nothing at all. Don't put the responsibility of a professional player on me. I have no sense of responsibility by nature. "

"You, you..." The popular one was speechless at all. He turned and looked at the old man standing in the center: "Mr. Xu, what should you do if you look at this situation? We don't dare to offend the Feng family, but in the competition What should I do if the captain abandons the game soon?"

Before Mr. Xu could speak, another person tugged on his colleague's sleeve: "I think it still depends on what bey does."

"What to do bey?"

"Yes, look at Bey." After saying that, the man sighed: "Bey, you are also the memory of a generation. Are you really willing to retire for you at such an important time just because of personal relationship issues? ?”

Mo Bei didn't speak or even look at him. From just now, her eyes had been on Feng Nai's hand.

"Bey, you have to think clearly. If King really retires, everyone will guess that he is doing it for you. Do you think this is worthy of the people who have always persisted in the e-sports industry? Whether it is practitioners or those who Aren’t you afraid of the audience who want to see us win again?”

Feng Nai's eyes narrowed, dark and cold, just when he was about to speak.

Someone held her wrist, and it was Mo Bei. She still didn't look at anyone else, and her voice was very calm: "I'm not afraid."

Just two words left everyone present speechless.

Her voice was always cold: "I have already shouldered it."

I have already carried it.

With this sentence, even Mr. Xu, who was about to speak, let go of the tea cup in his hand.

Let these two kids do whatever they want.

The thing itself is ridiculous.

A group of people stand on the moral high ground and use the darkest and most obscure methods to force useless people to retire, and then let another person fight with all his strength?

How can this be?

Who is insisting? Who hasn’t given up yet? And who, no matter what they have encountered, chooses to come back, with their original intentions unchanged and with a passion in their heart?

He has also seen this child look high-spirited.

Now, she stands here and says: "I have already shouldered it."

"Not bad this time." Mo Bei finished his words and looked into everyone's eyes. The desolation in his eyes had a shocking aura: "Just come and scold me."

The tone is uneventful from beginning to end.

This made some uneasy and well-meaning people panic.

It also panics those who simply want to win.

"Bey, even if you don't care, you have to think about King. If he retires now, it will be bad for him and the Feng family..."

Mo Bei interrupted the man: "If the place where I stand is hell, he will go there to catch me one step ahead. I want him to stand there cleanly. All he needs to do is play the game well. But you always don’t allow it, don’t you?”

"There must be some misunderstanding here, bey, you were not like this before. Think about it when you were in the Imperial Alliance, Qin Mo must have taught you how to be responsible."

Mo Bei looked at him: "My mistress did teach me responsibility, but my master also told me that if someone makes you unhappy, just do whatever you want and leave him alone."

The man choked.

Mr. Xu sighed: "Bei, come on, come over to my place."

Mo Bei would not disrespect Mr. Xu.

But Feng Nai didn't want to go there. His handsome face had not regained much warmth. It was still pale and colorless, but it showed that he was even more unruly and in need of a beating.

Mo Bei held his hand to prevent it from drooping, then took the person's wrist, took two steps forward, and stopped in front of the old man: "Mr. Xu." (The e-sports master secretly loves me...151151065 )--(The e-sports master has a crush on me)