The eSports King’s Crush

Zhao Jianjian is a rough guy, he has never been in contact with such a young child.

Mo Bei didn't speak, and first took a step.

Xiao Naiyin didn't let go, followed her, and coughed through the small black mask.

Mo Bei simply tilted his head: "Where are you going, I will take you back."

Xiao Naiyin's eyes lit up, and the voice came out from the mask: "Little brother, I want to go to the opposite side."

opposite?

Fuck!

One middle school?

Zhao Jianjian seemed to have seen a ghost: "Little brother, to be honest, do you think it's appropriate for my Brother Nan to take you to No. 1 Middle School? My Brother Nan just finished fighting with No. 1 Middle School. Going to No. 1 Middle School? That doesn't mean throwing yourself into a trap." ?”

What's more, his reputation as "Brother Nan" in No. 1 Middle School is really beyond words.

If you go there, you will be beaten to death!

Hearing this, the little Naiyin lowered her head halfway: "But my brother is there, and I'm here to look for him."

Mo Bei was still holding his schoolbag in his hand, and glanced at No. 1 Middle School across the road with a very calm expression.

Zhao Jianjian shook his head back then: "No, my Brother Nan can't go, little brother, you are new here, you probably don't understand, our No. There are more than a dozen talents..."

"Let's go."

Mo Bei's casual words made Zhao Jianjian pause suddenly, then turned his head and looked at him, "Brother Nan."

I saw that person who looked like the iceberg prince, with his schoolbag in one hand and Naiyin in the other, walked towards the opposite side with his long legs.

"No, Brother Nan, even if you're going, wear a mask to ensure your personal safety!"

Zhao Jianjian shouted from behind, but Mo Bei didn't even turn his head.

The little Naiyin took a look at him and said, "For nothing."

when crossing the road.

Mo Bei asked casually, "How did you get to the playground?"

Hearing this, the little Naiyin replied a little depressed: "When the driver called my brother, I heard someone invited him to the playground to fight. I thought he was here, but I couldn't find him, and I got lost." Let my brother know, and say he is stupid again.

"Is your brother not in the group just now?" Mo Bei's voice was very weak.

But at this time, the little Naiyin showed his arrogance: "Those people are ugly, and they don't care about children when they fight. How can there be my brother, little brother, let me tell you, my brother is so cute!" He's so handsome, he often uses his face to confuse fans."

If it is someone else, I will definitely ask you, "What does your brother do, how can he have fans?"

But Mo Bei has always had a personality since he was a child. He didn't like to inquire about other people's affairs. He was indifferent by nature, but he was gentle, like a son of an aristocratic family: "Can I send you here?"

At the gate of a high school, under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Mo Bei held his schoolbag in one hand just like that, with a long body standing tall and straight, his back as tall and straight as jade.

Don't bother looking.

Almost from the corner of the eye, I could see the disgusted gazes of the students in No. 1 Middle School.

Especially some boys, after seeing Mo Bei, they were full of unkindness, as if they were waiting for an opportunity, ready to strike at any time!

In the distance, Zhao Jianjian found a pink scarf from nowhere. After wrapping it around his face, he leaned against the wall and glanced this way, then retracted and lowered his head to press the phone.

Class 5 Huangmao: "Brothers, are you there? Are you there? It's over, Brother Nan must have lost his mind today, he is standing swaggeringly at the gate of No. 1 Middle School, and there are more and more eyes wanting to beat him to death , should I run away or should I run away?"