Chapter 984: Nine hundred and ninety-five

Chapter 984
The game was lost.
There must be a reason.
But in the e-sports field, if you lose, you lose.
It's never been melan style to justify yourself.
Feng Nai is not like this, but there are many online reviews.
They are saying that King cannot afford the entire team.
For a while, people who seized the topic became more turbulent.
The best professional player, is there any qualification for king, and it became a topic for everyone to discuss.
Because Teng Hui's face and condition are so bad that the pressure will naturally become a stone hammer.
Coaching is best aware of internal issues.
Wait until the team members arrive in the lounge.
He opened his mouth: "I didn't see your communication in this round."
Feng Nai took the bottle of mineral water and did not speak.
Cats and cats clutched their hair: "St's defense is a bit difficult to break."
The coach put a focus on Ben, and then met Mo Bei's eyes.
He knows who this person is.
After a short pause, he said, "Monan will change to a breakthrough hero in the next game and cooperate with king to find a second person. St will not be so difficult as long as the formation is chaotic."
"Okay." Mo Bei responded and raised his hand to pull the zipper of the uniform.
The coach turned his head: "The key is to keep on the road, so that you can give the jungle time to rush, adjust, communicate more, don't rush, develop first."
Teng Hui, who was named, had no spirit at all, didn't want to talk at all, and didn't even drink a sip of water.
Cat panda reached out and dragged him: "The coach is talking to you."
Teng Hui was very confused: "The new coach, I don't know who introduced him. He said it was the same as what he didn't say. What he did."
Everyone can hear that voice.
Ringing in the lounge, which was originally small, made everyone a little stagnant.
Immediately afterwards, just listen to me!
Feng Nai threw the water bottle into the trash.
He paced towards Tenghui and smiled suddenly: "Did you get used to it? There is no communication on the field, and only knowing to vent when adjusting tactics, who taught you to play professional games like this?"
"What do you understand by so many people!" Suddenly, Teng Hui clenched his hands and shouted the deepest words in his heart.
Feng Nai looked at him, his eyes faded: "I play the game to win, not to anyone who likes it."
Tenghui lowered his voice: "Why do you give Mo Nan all the advertising opportunities, don't you think we are so sorry for us?"
"Advertising opportunities?" Feng Nai looked sideways: "I do n’t take it, let alone who I help, and they will designate who will endorse whoever they like. This kind of thing should not be a concern for players."
Teng Hui's fist: "But now the Feng family has fully taken over Hei Yan, you already have the right to speak!"
When I heard this, Feng Nai's hair fell, and she laughed completely: "I'm not interested in these, no matter who you listen to or what you say, you will play for me if you are on the field. If you don't play well, I will ruin you. "
"You don't deserve to be the captain at all!" Teng Hui didn't understand why the boss couldn't understand him for a while and stood up and wanted to throw the door away.
Mo Bei leaned on one side of his body with one hand, then pulled his collar against the wall with a force, and pressed him against the wall with a cold voice: "Three times, this game, he was on the road to save After you have three times, you alone are not qualified to say him. "
"What? Are you going to be in your midst again?" Teng Hui smirked and felt unconcerned, which was his only thought now.
Mo Bei met his eyes: "Yes, because I'm too lazy to look at it again, questioning teammates for advertising endorsements."
Tenghui was shocked.
Mo Bei's voice was light: "You think I have taken your resources, then use your strength to win back, don't lose the game in front of me."
"You!" Teng Hui looked at the expressionless face, and found that there was no emotion on it, and his hand fell down.
Mo Bei's eyes were not volatile: "You have been in Heiyan for two years and two years. You can't compare it with a sentence or two. In order to highlight yourself, your mentality has collapsed. After the game, you blame it on others. Who are you talking to? Deserve it? "
"I just want everyone to see me." Tenghui took a deep breath. "Why don't you give me a chance."
Mo Bei loosened his collar: "So what are we going to do, do n’t take the head of the person, do n’t brush the wild area? The opportunity is yours, not someone else, you do n’t always say you like Imperial League, then you should know that everyone in Imperial League can be quiet like a shadow when they do not need them in teamfights, but once someone is out of the situation, another person will be able to stand out immediately. Qin God can create the realm of God, Z God can retreat alone to retreat from the whole area of ​​the opponent ’s jungle, all because they believe that there is a group of trusted teammates behind them. At any time, this is never a person game."
Hearing that Tenghui's eyes shook, and the whole person seemed to be nailed in place.
Mo Bei stood upright: "You only saw that someone liked him, and you never saw melanitis. The first one to be taken out was him. The greater the glory, the greater the stigma and the greater the fall of God. The only way for the altar is to let him have no teammates. How much pressure you have in your heart should not be a reason for jealousy to spread. How to fight next is your business, but this one, I will not let him lose again. . "
In the past, Mo Bei would not have said so much at all.
It's just that she knows why her brother ended up like that.
Lu Yifan wanted to get ahead, but when he couldn't, he thought it was her brother who blocked him.
Now it's ashes, so is the sign in my heart.
What is the ugliness of human nature.
Find a reason for your jealousy.
In the end, he pulled the obstacle he thought from a height and trampled under his feet.
Teng Hui and Lu Yifan are different.
Just because it's different.
So Mo Bei didn't want to see him become Lu Yifan.
Teng Hui may not know how to cherish.
But she thought about it all the time, if her brother was in Heian.
"One minute countdown! Please prepare the two teams for admission!"
It's the sound of field control.
There was some media noise outside the door.
It seems to be aware that contradictions have arisen inside Hei Yan, and are waiting for them to come out, so as to take some black faces, especially the gray and frustrated photos, so as to compose stories and write more powerful points.
The Internet has begun.
For example, "I feel bad for my family, isn't K knowing about him?"
And "If I am Grey, I will definitely retire, and K Fan has begun to attack Grey."
And "What's so bad? With my brother Nan, one can fight two."
There are many levels of rhythmic speech.
Just pretend to be a fan here and scold Teng Hui.
Pretend to be a fan of Tenghui to accuse Feng Nai, and by the way exaggerate "Mo Nan"
This is how public opinion is generated.
Wang Jun has always been good at reversing black and white.
He knows that gossip everyone likes.
Don't spread it with ulterior motives, as much as you can provoke.
Now, even if Coach Heiyan knows that Teng Hui's mentality is not good, he can't replace people to calm him down.
Because it would only be inexplicable, the captain Heiyan was suppressing the players.
It was only when Wang Jun reached this point that he would continue to have such barrage.
But he didn't even think of it.
Feng Nai will be the first one to open the door of the lounge.
He was just like before, holding the trousers bag with one hand and walking in the front casually.
It seemed as if any problem had fallen down, as if it didn't exist in his ears.
Teng Hui is three, because Feng Nai is blocking in front.
When it came to Tenghui, there were only two media left: "Is it really like what is said on the Internet? What kind of team is Heiyan? Is the side that you showed live broadcast before? ? In fact, the interior is not even flat at all? "
When hearing these questions.
Teng gray eyes raised his head suddenly.
How could such a statement come out.
He just wanted to prove himself, why did he ...
"You look bad. Did something happen to you during the break just now, did you throw the pot on you after losing?"
"I heard that you are currently spending a lot of money. Is it because of this that you want to transfer?"
Unexpected guesses would be among them.
Teng Hui looked at the microphone that was pouring towards him, and even had a feeling of breathlessness.
The boss just faced more than these.
He could do it as if he hadn't heard it.
I don't know why, all the words that emerged in the brain at this time were in the lounge.
"You don't have the right to say whether you deserve it."
"Because they believe that there is a group of trusted teammates behind them, and this is never a one-man game at any time."
"The greater the glory, the greater the stigma, the only way to make God fall to the altar is to leave him without teammates."
All of a sudden, everything was understood.
But it's too late.
The boss is right.
Who taught him to play such a professional league.
When the game was lost, no one came up and put the responsibility on him.
But he lost because he wanted to stand out too much.
That's all, why he forgot even the least respectful coach.
Are you jealous?
Yes.
For a long time, both to the boss and to Mo Nan, he turned out to be jealous.
So he forgot that they were good to him.
When did the family pressure become an excuse for him to question others?
After all, he was still dissatisfied with Mo Nan.
Not as good as others.
Teng Hui, how did you become such a cricket?
At this moment, how much Teng Hui wanted to give himself a slap.
But he also understood that because he listened to the provocations of others, the entire team was trapped in the whirlpool. At this time, whatever he did, it would become a topic.
Just deserve it.
Don't cherish teammates.
It deserves this step.
Panda, cold, Mo Nan, especially the boss ... must be very disappointed in him.
Just then.
A sudden figure came over ...
Three in one, people are outside, sometimes poor.
"Last Love Song", cute little ones can listen.
I know you are all good, wait till I think about how to give everyone an exclusive.
One is to be able to distribute peripheral benefits and small eggs in "School Grass" in a timely manner, and the other is to avoid someone calling your name and pouring dirty water on you.
All you have to do is to spoil yourself and make yourself better, Ann.
(End of this chapter)