The eSports King’s Crush

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Suddenly.

All thoughts stopped.

Feng Nai turned his eyes sideways, his eyes burning: "What did you say?"

"Classmate Mo Nan has a fever." The girl with glasses pushed her friend forward and spoke faster and faster: "When we were riding the bus today, she couldn't stand still. Classmate Mo Nan helped her and said that Mo Nan Student Nan’s hands are all hot, he must have a fever.”

Nod, nod hard!

Mr. Feng's look was really a bit scary.

He's obviously so handsome.

Feng Nai took a deep breath, suppressed some emotions, and then spoke again: "Thank you for telling me this."

"You're welcome." The girls whispered, "Master Feng, just take good care of my little brother."

This time Feng Nai didn't say, it's not from his family, it's from my family.

He took a deep look and walked directly towards the infirmary.

The sports meeting is about to begin.

On this day, students do not have to attend class.

But we have to walk in square formation.

The entire second middle school.

There are indeed many good-looking ones.

But the only one who has temperament is the school boy.

Mo Bei was temporarily arrested to be a card raiser.

Conduct points are doubled.

This means that she will not attend classes for the next ten days. As long as her grades do not fall behind, her qualifications for the national competition will not be affected.

Mo Bei would definitely agree to such a thing.

Laoban looked at the teenagers who had changed into dark suits and suddenly felt confident about their appearance at the sports meeting of No. 2 Middle School this year!

Mo Bei stood there, holding a wooden sign in one hand, and his tall and tall figure was very conspicuous.

He looked like a prince, not like he was attending a sports meeting, but more like he was attending a piano performance.

There was an indescribable indifference to his handsome side face.

Paired with that translucent cool white skin tone.

People can't help but look at it.

The girls on the cheerleading team were all blushing.

And the school boss takes them on the show, this year is really full of benefits.

Instead, Zhao Jianjian ran over, holding two meat buns in his hand: "Brother Nan, you haven't eaten yet. The ones that have just come out of the pot should be put down first. Just remember to give me a red envelope when you get back. I'm poor lately."

Mo Bei glanced at him, opened his phone and sent 8.88. Instead of taking his meat bun, he took a bottle of water from his arms.

This made the girl who originally wanted to bring water to Mo Bei stamp her feet and snort.

Zhao Jianjian felt a chill on the back of his neck at the snort, and said, "Brother Nan, we have to run a long distance soon. Is it too late?"

"Yeah." Mo Bei's voice was very calm, and it was a little gritty when he listened carefully: "Get my school uniform ready."

Zhao Jianjian nodded: "That's no problem. It's just that Brother Nan's face looks so bad. Just now, the sissy guy said, do you need to apply some BB cream to cover it up? I told him to get out of here. Brother Nan, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Mo Bei put the half-drunk water back into his arms, still saying very little: "I'm going."

For those who were walking in square formation, the command to assemble was sounded.

As the sign-raiser, Mo Bei needed to stand there immediately.

After putting on a dark suit, the young and tall young man's body was so handsome that the conductor couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

The music started.

Students in each class returned to their own teams.

No matter the first or second grade.

You can all hear that familiar voice.

"What's coming to us below is..."

The scene was sensational and the screams were louder than ever.

The leaders sat on the rostrum, each like an old fox, understanding everything.

The teacher in No. 1 Middle School once again felt the urge to rob someone.

It doesn’t matter if you study well, listen carefully in class, and cooperate with raising placards.

It’s not like them here, who signed up for a long-distance running event but haven’t shown up yet.

The teacher angrily thought, never confiscate someone's cell phone again.

The boys in No. 1 Middle School were all talking when they saw that the person holding the sign in No. 2 Middle School was Mo Bei.

"Fuck, I lost."

"I thought my ears were going to explode."

"Don't all the girls in our class hide it? They are from No. 2 Middle School! They are our old enemies!"

"If I had known earlier, we should have asked Mr. Feng to hold the sign. Whatever school belle we want, there won't be enough."

"When they stood together, I realized that this guy Mo Nan is really white."

"Master Feng is also white."

"Where did Mr. Feng go?"

"I don't know, I was still there just now."

"Bullying us is not responsible for our appearance."

At this moment, a rambling voice rang out: "Who's not here?"

"Master Feng!" The boys' eyes lit up. For the first time, they felt that Master Feng's existence was not to attack them, but to strengthen military morale!

Look, some girls have already returned their attention!

Such enthusiasm made Feng Nai a little puzzled. He still had two boxes of medicine in his pocket. His eyes fell on the No. 2 Middle School, but he didn't find the person he was looking for.

Some boys said regretfully: "Young Master Feng, you should come back early, so that we won't be whipped to death by Mo Nan."

Feng Nai had no interest in whipping corpses and looked over: "Where is she?"

"Mo Nan?" The boy pointed to the far west: "Just walked over."

Because the distance was too far, Feng Nai could only see vague figures over there.

He raised his eyebrows and was about to lift his legs.

He was left behind by the voice behind him: "Student Feng Nai, the next project is a long-distance run. Where are you going?"

Laoban's face was really ugly.

Also, it seems that Young Master Feng came a little late for such a big sports meeting.

Feng Nai looked sideways and said casually, "I'm about to run a long distance and I'm nervous. I just walked around to adjust."

I believed it! The teacher said: "When you start running, adjust slowly. If your conduct points are no longer enough, you will be deducted again." At this point, the teacher came closer and said in the voice of only two people: "Last time Check who actually wrote it.”

"My girlfriend."

An unexpected answer.

The teacher was a little confused.

Aren’t they all saying that it was written by Mo Nan?

How did you become your girlfriend?

Just when the teacher paused.

Feng Nai glanced at his phone, lowered his eyes and pressed a line: "See you later, I have something to give."

Again, sending a message in front of the teacher!

The students in No. 1 Middle School couldn't bear to watch their master Feng's kingly operation anymore.

as expected.

The teacher's face turned a little green.

But you can’t confiscate your phone today.

Really angry!

Over there, Mo Bei put down the sign with a cold side face, not even sweating.

This is what makes people feel strange.

The sign is unclear, so I walked around in such a long circle.

They were all sweating.

Why is there no school idol at all?

Could it be because he wore less clothes?

Mo Bei didn't stay here much.

After changing into her school uniform, her brain felt a little swollen. Wave after wave of coldness made her stretch out her hand to support the wall. The bite marks on her lips from yesterday were still there, and now they looked unusually red. They had already been hooked when they were walking in the square formation. Gone are the souls of many little girls.

Mo Bei didn't pay attention. Even when she saw the message, she just turned off her phone, tied her shoelaces, and took another sip of mineral water.

Then he paced and walked towards the gathering place for the men's long-distance running event...

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