The eSports King’s Crush
Chapter 1064: One thousand and seventy-five
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Chapter 1065: One thousand and seventy-six
Chapter 1064: One Thousand and Seventy-Five
How to make people notice what you say.
In communication science, there is a marketing concept that creates anxiety.
Play on behalf of, give priority to boys, play games for money.
As soon as these three key points come out, someone will be curious.
Whether you can't watch the game, you can't tolerate patriarchism, especially those who use their daughter as a means of making money for their son.
On the field.
Feng Nai is holding Mo Bei to watch this mvp excerpt.
When the two teams shook hands, the adc of Tuhai suddenly said: "It turns out that you are bey, you really can't see it, but bey god, should you give us an explanation for people who like Imperial League, you started your career, What is it for? "
Mo Bei looked indifferently and did not speak.
"It's for the money!" Tu Hai's Zhongdan grinned. "It's a shame that the Emperor League is out of you."
Feng Nai heard the words, turned back suddenly, the cold eyes of Tu Zhongdan, took a big step back, his heart was trembling.
At this time, Lu Yifan was not afraid of anything, blocking Mo Bei sideways: "You make people who like Imperial League become a joke. For the sake of money, you are now playing for your brother. You do n’t even say an apology. Are you bey? That ’s how your patriarchal father taught you? ”
Huh!
When everyone is too late to react!
I saw in front of the camera, the young man who was so cold and cold, suddenly punched a fist, and his uniform was upright, and he hit Lu Yifan on the ground.
Wang Dongdong was dumbfounded.
What he didn't expect was that she would be so impulsive, after all, it was Mo Bei who always had a hard time doing things, not his Nan brother.
The coach paused.
The audience was shouting.
As if he hadn't heard it, Mo Bei looked down at Lu Yifan, who was supported by people, and his eyes were endlessly cold.
People who like her are distressed to see her like this.
For those otakus who always play games, it seems that everyone understands what it is that forces this person to do, and she will choose to do it when she knows that beating will make things worse.
And she thought that Mo Bei had cheated their "fans", but yelled, "At this time, she was still hitting someone! What was the venue? She didn't think she should apologize for the fight! Someone in her family sent her to a professional team for money! "
Each person's position is different, so will the senses.
No one is right.
However, it seems that everyone has forgotten that the bottom line of our humanity should be that it does not hurt our family.
"You should have returned this to my brother long ago." Mo Bei has always disliked using violence to control violence, but at this moment, she shook off Feng Nai's hand and became cool.
Don't stand with me anymore.
How could a blood-stained hand be eligible to touch that trophy again.
However, if she didn't hit this punch, she wouldn't even think about touching that trophy again.
What Lu Yifan wants is this effect.
Let Mo Bei go out of control in public.
That was bey, as God, she should have been flawless.
But at this moment, what is displayed in front of everyone will only be her poor tutor!
Mo Bei understood that as long as she saw those eyes, she could see through the calculations inside.
The sound in your ears doesn't stop for anything.
"I Lu Shen can't tell you it's all right?"
"How? Bey is now relying on a large number of fans to forcefully wash her out and use the game to earn money?
"You shouldn't hit people anyway."
master.
Is there a world full of flowers?
How did you get there?
Mo Bei stood there, trying to draw a line with Hei Yan.
Her game is over.
They haven't.
Especially that person, this time the muddy waters shouldn't even get him in.
But the moment she lowered her eyes, her left hand was held in the palm again.
The one who will never leave no matter how many times she pushes.
Facial evil, handsome and clean.
"Some people's level of Chinese is still at the level of kindergarten." Feng Nai's eyes were deep, and his back was cold. He paced closer to Lu Yifan: "Professional players, learn well Just add the word "professional", and it's not natural to enter the team to get money and play the game you want to play? "
This one asked back, some of the people who asked it suddenly became dumb.
Soon, someone shouted again!
"So how can she explain it on behalf of the fight? Liars should apologize!"
Feng Nai had a side eye, and the light from the corner of the eye was extremely cold.
However, Mo Bei felt very warm.
Whether it was the hand holding her, or the person standing next to her.
She thought, she finally knew what the world of red flowers looked like.
It is the world with this person.
It is a lotus swaying in a pool of ice in early summer.
It is the rushing light in the cold autumn months.
Some people say that it's not worth going to find someone like the sun to help you dry all that.
He is not the sun, nor is he pure.
That way, I can't stand the waves.
He is that, even if you fall into the darkness and fall into the abyss.
You will also stand there one step in advance, wickedly chuckling, reaching out to catch your people.
Unfortunately, we can no longer accompany this person to the top of the world.
Feng Nai also wanted to say something for her.
But the people around them suddenly made a move and settle down!
Without warning, Mo Bei stretched out his hand and grabbed his collar, so that he bowed his head.
Then, kissed him.
Even if she touched and left, Feng Nai's eyes shook.
Not to mention, cats and pandas have their mouths wide open.
However, he has no culture and can only go all over the world.
As soon as his little sister recovered, he gave the boss a hand.
This ... this ... No wonder, I could look at the boss in Longkeng at first.
In the past, the boss also said that he was completely crushing bey on the face value.
The face value or something, the two really can't separate them, but in terms of temperament, the boss is still weak, weak ...
Cats and cats are still babbling, after all, the kiss caused too much shock.
Numerous otakus just felt that they were about to fall in love, and the object of love was their bey god.
I do n’t want to say that I ’m still in love, and I ’ve eaten a handful of dog food!
Feng Nai was looking at Mo Bei and squinting his eyes deeply. The tip of his tongue could not help but scratching from the corner of his mouth.
How could Yu Zixin let the incident that she provoked so disappear, and she bowed her head and sent a message to Lu Yifan.
After Lu Yifan received it, he saw the ruthlessness in his eyes: "K God, your family has power and power, we can't afford it, but as a professional player, bey doesn't plan to explain it. I dare to do it here, affecting What about teenagers, and whether the organizing committee should consider disqualifying her! "
14, 15 ...
(End of this chapter)