Chapter 1612 K's Means

   "K, although Suy has problems speaking, but like you do not say hello, video recording anytime, anywhere, we don't even have the slightest privacy, it's not good."

  When the man named Suy heard this, his mind came alive again, and he lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

  There are two or three players also discussing each other face to face.

   "I was recorded like this, I don't know how to relax."

   "I'm afraid of affecting the state, call."

  The thin little devil heard the words and raised his little head. He hasn't grown up yet, and his grandmother’s little boy has a very handsome face: "Brother, do you think this shooting will affect your state?"

   "That's for sure, how uncomfortable."

  The thin little devil pretended to be troublesome, and tilted his head: "This is a bit difficult."

   "Yes, you think so too." The man just wanted to reach out and touch the thin little demon.

  I saw the little man raising his head: "Should I retire, right?"

  Suddenly, the car was quiet.

  The man couldn't say anything to a child, his mouth opened.

Upon seeing this, his companion took a deep breath: "Fat God, you are the accompanying coach. I believe you should know better than anyone. At this time, the state of our players is more important than anything. This is God Xiao Qin, we It's hard to say anything, but a child will influence..."

  "Child?" Feng Nai raised his eyelids, and his voice was very low: "He is a reserve player, and the organizing committee decides it internally."

   "Preparatory players?!"

"so small?"

  People in the car have different expressions.

   seems to be saying, how is this possible!

  Don’t blame everyone for being so surprised, after all, the Bo Xiao Devil is a little too small, can you see people sitting on the gaming chair?

The meaning of   preparation does not mean to compete now.

  Instead, prepare in advance, just like bey used to accompany the competition.

  Each team will prepare a batch of such smaller players in advance.

  But...how to say...not so small...

Facing such gaze, Feng Nai supported his chin casually: "I don't know how he got the spot, but think about it, you are not as good as a kid, and you are indeed very suitable for retirement. After all, a camera. Now, it will affect the state of the game. When the game is on the spot, countless media are shooting at you. What if you can’t bear it and misplaced the big move? Are we all buried?"

Everyone knows Feng Nai's speaking style.

  Good sound is good, but the slow mockery is impossible to change.

  After listening to the contestant, his face turned blue and he couldn't say a word.

   Huang Mao saw this, bowed his head, and typed wildly: "Hua Xiaoyi, your captain, he wouldn't do the same to me, right?"

   "Don't worry." Mao Maoxiong replied, "He only kidnapped him morally, trying to kidnap him with morality. Our boss sees a kitchen knife, you are not qualified."

Huang Mao patted his chest: "That's good, you don't know that I am so panic right now, by the way, the camera is still recording, you can help me see from behind, the hairstyle on the back of my head is not messy, I am afraid that his aura is not showing Come out."

  Mao Mao Xiong: ...a back of the head, you show me the fur ball!

  Huang Mao still wants to say something.

  Unexpectedly, the next second, Feng Nai spoke again: "One of the students in the discussion group was right. No matter what I am now, I have not forgotten my instinct to play tricks."

  Huang Mao was an agitated spirit, seeing everyone's eyes focused on him, he could only ha ha ha ha.

  Next, quickly turn around and continue typing crazy!

  (End of this chapter)