Pick Your Teammates Yourself

Huang Mao was dumbfounded. He turned around blankly and looked at the figure who seemed to be isolated from the world.

Mo Bei was holding a tablet and was watching the replay of the 1v1 just now. Her handsome face was turned sideways, making it difficult to figure out what she was thinking. After noticing the gaze from the other person, she raised her eyes with deep eyes.

Huang Mao was inexplicably excited when he saw it.

He always has a bad feeling.

This premonition came quickly and strongly.

Before his animal instincts could kick in.

Mo Bei over there said: "Adolf."

Huang Mao’s game ID name is Adolf!

He didn't hear it, it wasn't him that God Bey should call!

What good can happen if you call him now?

Adolf wanted to run away.

Unexpectedly, the back collar was grabbed directly.

The attractive one has a cool and cold temperament, but his attitude is polite: "I heard that you really want to learn one of my tricks, I can teach you."

Adolf's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Really?"

"Yeah." Mo Bei's voice was unhurried: "But there is a condition."

No matter what the conditions are for being able to learn Bey's unique skills, Adolf said excitedly: "You tell me!"

"Use your three best top lane heroes to fight against K respectively." Mo Bei let go of his hand, but the sense of oppression became even greater: "You have to defeat him within two minutes. "

Adolf opened his mouth and said, "Hit, beat up that old K's green tea?"

As if he heard the movement here, Feng Nai, who had just put down the form, looked over coldly.

Adolf had a lump in his throat and tried his best to lower his sense of presence. His voice was extremely low: "God bey, can we change a condition? Just your old K. During the national competition, the captain and I surrounded him once. He put me in the top lane and killed him four times, let alone defeated him. He will definitely hold a grudge against me until I retire. I really don’t want to be scared even when I broadcast live.”

"do not worry.

Mo Bei said nonsense with a clear face: "He has another personality now. This personality will not hold grudges so much." "

Adolf was also good at fooling. When he saw Feng Nai wearing glasses over there, looking like a gentle scum and a white-faced scholar, he was dubious: "Really?"

"Yeah." Mo Bei continued to lie quietly: "What's more, this is a training camp. It's normal for teammates to fight each other."

Adolf was right: "Okay then. Don't order him around!"

"Don't worry, I'm just going to watch." Mo Bei put the earphones on his head: "Go ahead."

Adolf didn't know where he got the courage, and he got a little carried away at that moment.

You know, there's no one in their team who doesn't want to catch that green tea guy from Old K and beat him up.

After so many years, this wish finally came true in his hands.

Think about it, a different kind of excitement!

Adolf puffed up his little chest and said with pride: "I'm going!"

"Okay." Mo Bei's face was still expressionless. He raised his hands and made a cheering gesture.

Just like that, Adolf, who had just turned 18, sat happily in front of the computer, looking like he was finally going to feel proud.

Cat, Cat and Bear looked on, tapping his index finger on his left shoulder and right shoulder respectively, lowered his head and said: "Amen."

While reading, he muttered: "Good brother, it's not that I won't help you, our boss's eyes have changed when he looks at you, so you can take care of yourself."

Feng Nai heard this muttering and didn't say anything. He only stretched out his hand to push up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. The corners of his mouth curved with a chill...