Chapter 1355: 1,330, you are a teenager here, Mo Nan
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The eSports King’s Crush
- Warring Young Seven
- 668 characters
- 2021-01-29 06:26:34
Chapter 1355: One Thousand And Three Thousands You Are A Teenager Here, Mo Nan
In an instant.
All the voices were still.
Mo Nan turned slowly and slowly, all he saw was Leng Leng's shaking eyes.
"Sorry."
He is saying sorry.
Did not hold on.
Really Sorry.
This is probably the only thing left for that person.
Huan Leng's hand was choked and choked, and even wanted to hold him, ask, and promised him, what a matter.
But he couldn't ask.
Until now, he could still see the man's right hand hanging down, his fingertips shaking.
A pale face, still laughing.
Mo Nan knew that he shouldn't stay in this person for another quarter of an hour.
Because some people, if you look at it more, you will regret it.
If you can do it again.
He will definitely be friends with him when he is in the youth training camp.
Mo Nan retracted his eyes from Huo Leng's body, and faced those stunned faces: "With your wishes, there are two places for the Red side. In this case, don't you have to continue the game."
If so, it is indeed acceptable ... people are still watching.
On the other side, Mo Nan approached the person who said the shady words, one word at a time, and his voice was fresh: "I can retire, but you also remember that this data on the screen, three mvp, the first damage in the audience, alone A person who enters the wild area and reverses the whole war situation. She has never had the backstage you said. She stands here and walks step by step. She should have gone to the stadium that belongs to her. She should not be folded here by you. Let me hear your guess is misleading, and I will hit you with minions, after all, I am no longer a professional player. "
As the words came to an end, he yanked the listing in front of his chest and smiled fiercely.
Huan Leng looked around and had already guessed why he did this.
What else can make a person who likes playing games so much to give up the possibility of touching his dream.
The only thing was that he decided to make this dream a little facial paralysis that must be brought to him with every sentence.
Huan Leng still remembers that when this guy was in the youth training camp, it snowed that day, and the cold people didn't want to reach out.
At that time, Mo Nan did n’t have a mobile phone. He ran to the supermarket outside and made a phone call. The frozen body was cold. He still said to him,
I have to make a good call. It seemed to have appeared last time and was seen by my sister. Fuck! Call cold, look at me, you seriously said, how was my performance last time. "
At that time, he was too lazy to ignore him.
Mo Nan hesitated: "Even if we are not friends, we will look down and see our heads up. Please evaluate your opponents and let you evaluate, happily."
"You asked me to evaluate the performance of the last game?" Huoleng asked slowly.
Mo Nan kept nodding there, a temperament person, wearing a plush hat, do not know which little girl to drag: "Say, be honest."
"Why did you win the last match? Would you let me evaluate you?"
The memory is deep, because he and the first time he brought such helpless dirty words.
The man was there, hahaha smiled: "Then I'm still handsome. I didn't shame my sister. You, as a person, have no sister at first sight. People who have a sister can't be so cold. They must have never felt it since childhood Love, weird, I tell you, I must be the champion in the future, I have promised my sister, and I will definitely not lose to you, you see, our starting points are different, you ... "
At that time he.
I just want to kick this girl-eating monster out of the dormitory.
But now.
He wanted to stop him from giving up, he could only grab his sleeve.
Monam.
Mo Nan ...
(End of this chapter)