The eSports King’s Crush

If It Is a Demon

Uh-huh! The moment the elevator door opened, people who had been watching Heiyan's journey for a long time suddenly rushed over! Countless cameras and live broadcast stands, reaching people’s faces. Feng Nai stood at the front. When he raised his eyes slightly, he could only see his black mask. But even this can make the live broadcast room's popularity suddenly skyrocket. Someone wanted to rush over, but was stopped by the security guard within a safe area earlier. Feng Yi, who was wearing a straight suit, could be seen in the distance. He closed the tablet with one hand and stood at the check-in area of ​​the first class cabin. In addition to the battle uniform, Hei Yan's suitcase is also uniform, silver and metallic, with a logo printed on it. Mo Bei, with a graceful figure, stood in the center of the crowd, holding the suitcase lever with one hand and holding Little Devil Bo with the other. Needless to say, little devil Bo's dress is not to mention, who is more suitable to wear a smaller uniform than him? That noble and fair little face, with a sense of alienation that did not belong to his age, wore a black hat and blew bubble gum, looking cool and cool. The only thing that felt cute was the little knot tied behind his little head, which swayed as he walked. Seeing Mo Bei holding a child on her hand, how could some people let her go. Some people were shouting: "If your hand is healed, you are participating. Can you stop such irresponsible behavior?" Some people were shouting: "Is God K really a lunatic? Just talk." Others shouted : "Don't drag down other players, okay." There was no absolutely gentle voice. After all, in the eyes of outsiders, Hei Yan was avoiding responsibility by not appearing for so long. Such a chaotic scene. If it were in the past, Cat, Cat, Bear and Teng Hui would definitely panic. But now, they didn't even look back, their eyes were looking forward with a light in their eyes. Five people, led by Feng Nai, lined up in a row, their uniforms flying, surrounded by a group of people, accompanied by security guards, keeping a distance. How could those security guards be ordinary people? They all followed Feng Nai to Yisi. They were professional and calm. In this way, nothing will happen, and people who want to talk about it don't want to see it. Since there is no trouble, create trouble. A girl was holding a mobile phone and was about to slap it in Mo Bei's face. Little Devil Bo just turned his head. The girl fell to the ground with the help of the security guard. She was smart and knew what to say: "I just wanted to take a photo, so you pushed me like this. Have you ever cherished our fans?" She looked at Mo Bei, with resentment in her eyes that she had never thought about. Wanting to cover it up, his voice became even more cynical: "You don't deserve it. You, a substitute player, will never be worthy of competing again!" Mo Bei looked down at her, without expressing any meaning. Mo Bei was indeed used to it, and even his eyes were calm. Little Devil Bo wanted to move. At this time, a figure walked back from his side. It was Feng Nai. He stopped on the left side of Mo Bei. His eyes were bottomless as if through mist: "Pengci? Then your throwing posture is wrong." He lowered his mask with one hand and gently Pulling her lips, she said in a mocking and casual manner: "Go home and find a class. Maybe you can use this method to get a boyfriend." The girl wanted to speak. Feng Nai suddenly bent over, his whole body covered with coldness: "I just heard you ask me if I'm crazy. It's hard to answer this question, but there is one thing. I don't mind showing anyone who touches her crazy. I heard that like People with schizophrenia like me can easily go to extremes, such as..." At this point, he lowered his voice, so low that only the girl could hear him clearly. But for a moment, the girl's pupils suddenly trembled, and her eyes looking at Feng Nai were filled with fear, including uproar and exposure. No matter how many people are filming. He had no intention of restraining himself. "He's protecting the substitute player he mentioned before." "Really? Fortunately, I liked her before, hey." After hearing this, Feng Nai didn't do anything else. He just stood up slowly and said Mo Bei's posture was the same. It seems to be saying, since the world wants to demonize you, then I will join you.

The eSports great has a crush on me

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