Slap in the Face (1)

Just look at Feng Nai's expression.

Not to mention He Xiang, even He Jiao's movements were stiff for a moment.

But soon, she found a new entry point.

"Bey God!" When He Jiao called this name, her eyes were bright, and she seemed very excited: "I finally saw the living Bey God."

As she said that, she was about to pounce.

Mo Bei's body was on the side, and his eyes were pale.

He Jiao didn't get angry when she saw her avoiding him like this, but knocked on her head: "Look at me stupid, Bey God, your hand is injured, you can't touch it casually, and then the injury will be more serious, which will affect the game."

At this point, she lowered her eyes: "You want to go to Milan, we all support you, but seeing you like this, you can only hide when you meet your opponents, and we feel bad."

At first glance, this sentence sounds like she feels sorry for Mo Bei.

But "you want to go to Milan" and "you can only hide when you meet your opponents" will naturally give the people present a feeling that Bey is obviously no longer good, but just because he wants to go, he insists on not giving up his position. This is not selfishness, chasing fame and fortune.

At the banquet, people in related industries looked at Mo Bei with more complicated eyes.

A man in a suit couldn't help but speak: "It has been four years since the last time the national team won the championship. In the past four years, each of us has been looking forward to the name of China to cross the whole world again. This year is our most promising year, so God Bey, can you please let go."

When he heard this, Feng Nai looked directly over here. Those eyes were not selfish, but they were smiling gently just now. Even if they were fake, they would not make people feel gloomy and cold like now.

The man was frightened and hesitated whether to say it or not. When he thought of the He family, he became bolder. He closed his eyes and said loudly: "You were a genius, but you are the one who is lagging behind the national team. There are so many excellent professional players abroad. You should also know that the Milan competition is different from the games you usually play. No matter how good your awareness is, if your hand speed can't keep up, you will still be wiped out. Just because you want to go, all our expectations and efforts will be in vain. You can't do this. Relying on the fact that you came from the Imperial Alliance and have so many people backing you up, the Feng family also tried every means to protect you. Do you feel at ease with such glory? "

Every sentence he said was encouraging.

He Jiao glanced at him, and then quickly lowered her head.

No matter how powerful the Feng family is, it can't be used now.

This arrangement is indeed correct.

Her father can also deal with Bey impartially without any scruples.

And Bey, I guess he is having a hard time now.

He Jiao could feel the eyes around her, and the corners of her mouth were about to rise.

Then a voice came from the other side,

No more, no less than two words.

"Peace of mind."

It was Mo Bei.

When she said these two words, she held the right hand of a great god who wanted to come forward. Her tone was very light, so light that it seemed like she was answering a question.

Such an attitude made the man choke successfully.

What he thought was that with so many people here, Bey would always have to be cautious.

But unexpectedly, she didn't care about anything at all. There was no emotion on her clear and elegant face, only her eyes were oppressive, as if she was saying, I am worthy of my deeds!

Whether it was that person or the He sisters, they all seemed to be looking for trouble under such an aura.

He Jiao really didn't expect that someone could be so shameless. She raised her eyes and saw the familiar figure over there.

Her father came and should have heard everything.

According to her father's temper, this time, without anyone saying anything, Bey's qualification to participate in the competition would also be cancelled..

Thinking of this, He Jiao encouraged again and made it difficult: "He is right, God Bey, if you go to the competition like this, you will definitely lose..."