"Won!"

Yu Wenwen smiled like a flower, and shook his paws holding the fruit excitedly, and the whole person danced like he had drunk fake wine.

Ke Zhiyuan was also infected by her, and smirked.

There's nothing more enjoyable than a win.

Especially when you lose to the point where you can't lose anymore.

Yu Wenwen clasped his hands on his chest and leaned against the conference table domineeringly.

"Let Dad see who the MVP is?"

"It must be Mubei's Shiranui Dance."

Ke Zhiyuan stroked the fruit's head, and his originally calm heart was slightly shaken in the face of this victory.

How comfortable it is to be an anchor, ask for leave if you want to take leave, play which hero you want, play which position you want, scold passers-by and teammates if you want, you can throw the pot, and you don't have to be afraid of sunspots spraying.

However, the Silver Dragon Cup on the top field is particularly dazzling, and you can fight with the top players to fight for operations and details, and face the losses and wins of the field with your teammates who get along day and night, and enjoy the happiness brought by the game.

Is he really willing to continue to be an anchor?

"Mubei MVP! Deserved! ”

Yu Wenwen never hesitates to praise half a point.

Replacing the mid-laner with an assistant, Mu Bei must be working hard in private.

With such a Mubei, he deserves better results.

The players returned to the break room from the arena.

"Hey, do you know me?"

Ke Zhiyuan greeted them with the paw of the fruit.

Mu Bei, who was walking in front, said, "Ke God." ”

"Mubei, you played the fire dance so well."

Ke Zhiyuan said as he cast him an appreciative look. Ranwen

Mu Bei smiled shyly, scratched the back of his head, and responded modestly, "Thank you." I played averagely, not very well, it was my teammates who played well and created space for me to output. ”

"Especially Hard." Mu Bei pulled over Hard, who was drinking water, and praised him in front of Ke Zhiyuan, "Without his Zhang Fei, I wouldn't be so comfortable, it's our strongest shield!" ”

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Hard didn't know if he was choked by the water or Mu Bei's words, his face was slightly red, he covered his mouth, and coughed.

Mu Bei let go of Hard and pointed to 169 lying on Ge You, with a smile on his face, his tone was full of joy, "And 169, his Marco ......"

Ke Zhiyuan listened carefully and nodded in agreement.

It should be very comfortable to have such a teammate who keeps saying that the players played well and pointing out where they played well after winning!

This is a recognition and trust of each other's strength.

Yu Wenwen is also rare to see Mu Bei who talks a lot, and he can't help but moisten the corners of his eyes, if he loses again, it is estimated that their hearts will be lost, but fortunately, Mu Bei is here.

In the next two games, Su Ming gave Mu Bei the Ignorant Fire Dance, and everyone else also cooperated with Mu Bei, giving him the economy and allowing him to develop rapidly.

Mubei also lived up to expectations, killing the enemy's C position in seconds in the team battle and winning the game.

The happiest person in the whole team is Yu Wenwen.

“Let'sgo！”

"Get something good! Go for a late-night snack! ”

Mu Bei helped carry the cage containing the fruit.

Ke Zhiyuan and Hard chatted, and the two talked about their respective careers.

"Follow me, don't be left behind."

Yu Wenwen walked in the front, the work card on his chest shaking.

Su Ming patted her head with a notebook and asked her to restrain herself and pay attention to the image of a lady.

"Mama Su, do you care about me?"

Yu Wenwen pursed his lips, touched the melon seeds on his head, his small eyes showed a suddenness, and his face was full of "swelling".

Su Ming smiled and shook his head helplessly.