Chapter 1506: One thousand four hundred and eighty one
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The eSports King’s Crush
- Warring Young Seven
- 619 characters
- 2021-01-29 06:27:29
Chapter 1506: One Thousand One Hundred and Eighty One
Mo Bei did not hesitate to move the mouse and clicked to enter.
Feng Nai found that someone did not consult his opinions in making decisions, although he had no opinions.
"Or this hero?" Mo Bei glazed: "Let someone help you grab it."
Feng Nai's voice was loose: "Well, besides this, what else do I play."
"Next, teach you something else, this one, familiarize yourself with how to fight in teamfights."
Feng Nai looked at her: "You haven't all decided, ask me what to do."
"You're not happy, you can't fight." Mo Bei met his eyes, and found that his thin lips were a little pale, and his eyes were serious: "Everything is happy for you."
Feng Nai avoided her sight: "It doesn't matter, all come in."
Mo Bei could not see his expression, nor did he know the radian of the corner of his mouth rising.
In fact, even Feng Nai didn't know it, now he can reveal the word happy even with his eyebrows.
Some emotions can't be hidden, they will sneak out from under the lips.
The two were close together.
It's already late at night.
This does not affect anything.
One's hand was hurt, and the other was new to the game.
There is a lot of talk outside, and the environment is not good, and many people want to let them go.
No, maybe just want her to leave.
? This matter, if it is replaced by other people.
What mood will you face?
Probably despairing even without the idea of picking up the mouse.
Fortunately, as Mo Bei said, she never came with hope.
It's black from beginning to end, leaving only a little light in the eyes.
Just be with him and finish that dream.
Mobei knows better than anyone that this person wants a world championship.
There is no e-sports player, and that's not the place in my mind.
But his dream was delayed by her.
Without her, he would still be the highest, and no one could hurt his k god.
Mo Bei lowered his eyes and watched his wrist move lightly.
This way, she owed more to him.
"I said this part-time coach, how long do you want to see when I see it?" Feng Nai eyes narrowed: "It's all over, don't start the next one?"
Mo Bei glanced back: "On, you choose a room."
"Just this, two less people." Feng Nai said the meaning of this sentence, it means that he wants to double.
Mo Bei glanced over and said: "Five rows of cars, speed comes, two less people, you can win when you come, bring lying."
Such teams are generally technical.
It's okay to go in, but it's not easy to grab c.
Just when Mo Bei was thinking.
The man had moused a little and entered the room.
Although the game hero skills are not as familiar as before, the hand speed will still be much faster than ordinary people.
This is probably the memory of professional players. For a long time, some things have been branded on the wrist.
Gaming and gaming are not a concept.
There is no day and night training, so many things have formed muscle operations.
Many people's efforts will not be seen.
Dull, repetitive, pointless sitting in front of a computer and doing basic training.
Only at this moment will it show up.
Some things, even if your brain forgets them, your body remembers them.
Because I love it so much, I ca n’t lose it.
"Don't enter?" Feng Nai narrowed his eyes, his handsome face, handsome and expensive.
Mo Bei lowered his eyes: "Go in."
Team pk is very particular about choosing a position.
Mo Bei went in.
The people in the team are discussing.
One of them also opened Mai and smiled and said, ‘Relax, you can just lie down, and I ’ll take it. ’
"Great! I can finally lay down and win, hey? Is anyone coming in!"
(End of this chapter)