Chapter 1428: 1440th for each other

Chapter 1428: For Each Other
Unfortunately, there will always be, but today's game is also worth it.
He nodded to Mobei, and then looked at Feng Nai's eyes. Such a cool and temperatureless person has been alive since just now.
As for the blood in his palm, he would not mention it ...
The pictures of the two teams shaking hands with each other are also broadcast live at the same time. This is probably the most time-consuming one in the handshake process.
But viewership has been high, and many former people have returned.
After looking at them twice, they said to their wives, "The teams we loved before were like this."
"pretty good."
Respect each other, regardless of success or failure, only to see who is the hero.
The spirit of esports also conveys this.
The commentators came all the way to meet the Heiyan team with smiles on their faces.
It's not that there are no mixed sounds.
It was also said on the barrage.
"Although Hei Yan won, but Bey's hand should not be suitable for playing again."
"If such a player joins the national team, we will really struggle when we play against others."
"Now it's just a domestic trial. She can't take it anymore. I went outside. I really feel bad for her. I think for her sake, let her retire while the glory is up."
"Nothing is more important than her hands."
There will be many voices.
Or worry, or consider reality.
There are also those who do not want her to appear.
"If she loses abroad, it means that the Emperor League lost. The thing that I won back then cannot be destroyed in her hands. As a Emperor fan, I hope bey can consider it carefully. OK, don't fight any more. "
"I hope I can come back."
"This bey show is too much."
Words like that will not disappear.
Feng Nai was also asked this question during the interview as the best player.
"Hei Yan won. Everyone is really happy, especially the of k. Longkeng Tianxiu. The left field is very exciting. I heard that because of this, the organizing committee also decided to go overseas It ’s up to you to lead everyone to win a higher honor. If so, as the captain of the national team, what do you think of Mo Bei ’s current status? Can she withstand such a high-intensity game? Keep up? "
Feng Nai's previous question was answered in three or four words.
Someone was waiting for him outside, and just holding him like a kid, he let some illusions be completely suppressed.
At this moment, something was emerging from his eyes, and the darkness was like an indispensable mist.
"Ask me so much, what do you want to do?"
The host paused: "If k is not good, we can change some questions, but this is really everyone's concern."
"There is nothing bad to answer." Feng Nai stood up and looked at the camera: "Have she hurt her hand, should she deserve it? The news that the organizing committee made me the captain has not been received, but if someone comes to me to communicate, I will tell them that if the captain is bey, I want to win a higher honor. Now, you understand? "
When polite Sven said these words.
It will only make the listener cold on the back of the neck.
Feng Nai is very close to the host, and the atmosphere is floating, it is the taste of the dark night: "There are many question cards. For the click rate, you really dare to ask anything."
The man was a little flustered, she couldn't get used to bey, plus it really did concern everyone. She just changed the question and changed it. Is God k crazy? That's it in public.
"I was playing on the court just now, it seemed to be playing too mildly. How about that kind of play used in real life?" Feng Nai said slowly: "What do your girls care about most? No, you should say what you care about most. "This face? CTR? Or climb up?"
The hostess's back was stiff.
The camera is off, but his voice is in her ears, just like a murderer, but it sounds pretty horrifying and terrifying.
People looked at Feng Nai, and told the assistant beside him.
A figure came over there, holding a corn cup in his hand. After the game, the weather was cold, and a scarf was wrapped around the uniform. The whole person was cold and cold like snow falling outside.
She came over, feeling very light: "Eat first."
Feng Nai lifted her eyes, and the suffocation in her eyes disappeared.
Mo Bei had already held his hand over there, not knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional. Each time he took the one without blood, and then put the corn cup in his palm: "pad a little Otherwise, the stomach will hurt again. This is the end, and I will take you to eat something else. "
The corn cup is still hot and held in the palm of your hand. When the temperature is wide, it is enough to make people awake.
Feng Nai's thin lips slipped and did not speak, but it can be seen that the result of this treatment will only be to deepen the pressure of the thorium.
Mo Bei met his eyes and sighed, "Want to teach her a lesson?"
The hostess just wanted to laugh because of this sentence, and her face had something else.
Mo Bei turned to his side and said, "How are you, the co-pilot of your commander?"
The hostess suddenly turned pale and looked at the camera next to her. Seeing that the camera wasn't open, she said, "What are you talking about?"
"His wife, seems to have been looking for you all the time. I'm not sure who it is." Mo Bei's dark eyes did not change in the slightest, so he looked at her so clearly in black and white: "Ask me to let you know?"
The hostess' mouth was stubborn, and she glanced back and forth: "I don't know what you're talking about."
Mo Bei grabbed his trousers bag with one hand, took out his mobile phone, and then opened the album page. There was a photo in it: "Let ’s take a look at the situation you will encounter. Keep it for this time."
The hostess was really panicked, her eyes were drifting, her face was bloodless, she was really scared. If anyone knew about this, the tigress would come to work again, and she would How was someone seen a joke! That mother-in-fashion must be in trouble. She has seen her pinching other people's hair. She must not be treated like that!
The hostess turned to Mo Bei again: "It's all a misunderstanding, bey god, really, I asked a few questions, k probably misunderstood me, I actually ..."
"I heard your questions." Mo Bei looked at her. "He didn't get it wrong. He wants to be safe and get out now."
Mo Bei withdrew his hand, and his face was clear as if he was stating something that is not usual: "Get out now, I won't post it, I will talk to each other, and I will send it to your company by the way. . "
(End of this chapter)