Chapter 1231: One thousand two hundred forty one

Chapter 1231: One Thousand One Two Forty One
This is a mystery, no one knows except Yuan Special Help.
The wind is very mysterious. There are fewer people talking about it, and no one can see it.
People who just manipulated it didn't expect it to be so fast.
Xu Family Villa.
Xu Yiwan was holding a mobile phone and talking to a media friend she often contacted with a smile.
The assistant dressed man walked in from outside, and his face was not very good-looking.
Xu Yiwan saw that he had something to say, and said to the other side: "No more, it's so late. I'm going to bed. There are games the day after tomorrow, and you should take a good rest."
"You have to take a good rest. Our only goddess must remember the interview I said. See you then, the future star."
"Any future star will laugh at me." Xu Yi gently smiled: "Well, hang up, good night."
After closing the line, Xu Yiwan's smile disappeared, and her eyes narrowed: "What's the matter? See you so eagerly?"
"It's your gossip with Master Feng. I don't know what's going on. From now on, the heat is getting lower and lower. Hei Yan's side is not even Miss Ti's anymore. It has been replaced by ..." After a pause, he said, "bey."
Xu Yiwan listened more and looked deeper: "What else can happen, the public relations department just came out. It doesn't matter. Soon, people will no longer think that bey has more nostalgia value. Someone will do it in the first match tomorrow. These things, there is nothing they will not do, you push them one more, since it is the fight, there will always be someone who can't tolerate this person who is not an official league player at all, and should make bey a thing of the past ... "
On the outside, with the strong wind, even the shadow of the moon was gone, saying that it was a continuous heavy rain.
The whistling winds made Mo Bei cover two little people with quilts. There was a flash of thunder, and then using electronic products, it would not always be so safe. In addition, it was the first match tomorrow, and Mo Bei did not repeat it. Continue to train, but open the pill box and apply the medicine on the right arm again, just look at her side face, except for the coldness and indifference, there is no emotion.
How could anyone see that there was a problem with her right arm.
After all, just now, when she was reviewing the game, she also took a four kill.
Ordinary people can't see it.
Mo Beiheng was lying on the bed, her bright eyes looked at the sky lantern, and she was only worried that the person would see it.
However, if it is only at this stage, it should not be a problem.
What is difficult to deal with is the future friendly exchange match.
Mo Bei closed her eyes, lowered her eyelashes, and sighed in her heart, only to coax again at that time ...
the next day.
It was early in the morning.
It was probably a gust of wind last night.
Not many pedestrians on the road.
The stall where you usually buy soy milk fritters has not yet come out.
The sanitation workers cleaned all the branches and leaves off the street when everyone was not up.
Especially in the large squares where the events are held, the environment is even more important.
The first match is different from others. After all, everyone knows that the best way to be remembered is to be famous in the first match.
And there is a very flexible place in the first match. It doesn't need to be a certain team. As long as the points in the game reach the passing line, they can come to participate in order to select the best players to go to Milan. It is said that this game is not only open to professional players, high-end players are also there, as people say, every three years at this time, it is a heroic age ...
(End of this chapter)