Keep your distance?

Feng Nai casually lowered his eyes.

It was like a faint sigh.

The assistant subconsciously shrunk his neck

Feng Nai didn't speak, but paced past him with pale eyes.

Does this mean that you agreed?

The assistant couldn't make up his mind.

However, most of the time, especially in the arena, the young master will cooperate with him, even if he is not very willing.

But it won't make it difficult for him to explain to the above, so there shouldn't be much of a problem.

After exiting the lounge, you can see the audience through the hallway.

Each team would stand there for a minute.

When the name is introduced, it will go out.

During this time, for some fans, it is a time to watch their idols.

The relationship between the players will be seen by everyone.

This time, Feng Nai did not wear a mask, wore a battle uniform, copied his trouser pocket with one hand, and smiled between his thin lips.

After all, K God really rarely laughs, and most of the time he is either wearing a mask, or he looks like he has just woken up, or he is indifferent and lazy.

Like now, as soon as it comes out, the corners of the mouth are raised with arcs, which is simply itchy.

The screams at the scene have said it all, and the reason why Feng Nai's popularity is close to that of a popular star is also because of his unparalleled influence in today's e-sports circle.

"Ahhhh K-god look here! Look here!"

The fans had the team logo on their faces, and the game hadn't started yet, just seeing Feng Nai come out like this, he couldn't help waving the cheering card and stood up from his seat.

The others followed behind Feng Nai, and they all had their own support.

Mo Bei is still the same as before, walking at the back with a clear side face, and it seems that he has no sense of existence.

However, this time, after seeing her, someone covered his face excitedly: "My male god is out!" ”

"Handa?" The person next to him asked.

"No, it's the little iceberg brother! Walking in the back, see it, he assists the thief! ”

"Mo north to south? Wouldn't you, you like him? ”

"What's wrong with liking him?"

"It's nothing, it's just that you keep a low profile, to be honest, we really don't like him, and he always pretends to be ......familiar with me."

"It's not just that he pretends to be familiar with my k-god, he wants to pull the goddess Yunshen to stir up the heat together." Several other girls holding K-word support cards next to them joined the discussion: "I didn't want to say it, but you really don't have vision, girl." “

"No vision? Probably, but there is one point, Mo Bei Xiang Nan is the strongest support I have ever seen. The man turned his eyes sideways: "E-sports, isn't it enough to just look at these, and what you said is familiar with K God, I remember that yesterday K God sent a photo, there is Mo North to South, people who are not familiar, K God will take the initiative to send such a photo?" ”

"I asked about this, it was just a casual shot by K God, in order to complete the task of one public message per month, I think Mo Nan's fans should not think too much?"

"Yes."

"Our K God is very unfamiliar with your family Monan."

"We're not going to make an appointment, ok?"

Every word you say to me is just a dozen seconds.

But even then, the effect of being outnumbered can be produced.

At that time, the girl seemed to understand.

Why is Mobei Xiangnan such a good assistant, but he never justifies himself.

Because, if it doesn't work, no one will believe it......