"Needless to say, the withdrawal is so serious." The cat and bear opened their mouths to help speak.

The fat manager was ruthless, raised his eyes and said: "Just do what you say, it will affect the game, and I will withdraw from the team." ”

It's already a provincial competition, and if something really goes wrong, there must be someone to explain.

The old man didn't want the eldest young master to continue playing the game for a long time.

How to stabilize the club.

If you really lose the game by then, without Mo Nan, you can calm down the emotions of many people now and resist less.

What the fat manager was thinking, Mo Bei knew very well in his heart.

Again, she knew it was normal.

Compared to those teams that don't even take her.

Hei Yan was already very good, and she was allowed to join the team in that environment.

This is not something that every company does.

The manager has been able to persevere until now, and he has also used his heart.

The rest of the way should be taken by herself.

"Ten minutes countdown, ten minutes countdown, please return to the positions of the contestants of each team."

The countdown to the second game has begun.

The sound of the radio.

This means that this decision can only be finalized.

Feng Nai stood there, his eyelids were very thin, a little cold, and his side face was so angular that it was impossible to guess what he was thinking.

The cat and the bear want to lighten the mood.

Before he could speak.

Their boss had already turned around and left.

With black hair and white skin, he put on his battle uniform, and when he walked in front, the sleeves of his battle uniform were blown up, and he only looked unapproachable.

Mo Bei also saw it and understood that in that person's heart, the hand is the most important thing that professional players should protect.

He's done a lot to protect her.

But she came to dismantle his platform at this time.

It's also natural to be angry.

Mo Bei thought about it, and when he entered the hall behind him, he took out the toffee he had bought before in his pocket.

I wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to clasp it in the palm of his hand.

But obviously, this time, Feng Nai did not intend to look back.

So twice in a row, Mo Bei just touched his fingers, and he couldn't pass the toffee.

Just when Mobei stopped.

Feng Nai turned his face sideways, as handsome as a carving, but he was full of carelessness, and he listened carefully and was a little mocking: "This assistant little brother, if you secretly pull my hand again, I will sue you for harassment." ”

Sneaking hands?

When they heard this, the other team members even paused.

Mo Bei also paused, after all, there was such an adjective as secretly tugging his hands......

She glanced up.

Sure enough, because of such a sentence, Mo Bei got almost the attention of the audience.

The cats and bears couldn't close their mouths a little, and the eyes that looked at Mo Bei already explained everything.

His brother is really a cow, pulling the captain's hand? Do what?

Could it be that his brother still has a little affection for the boss now?

This is certainly not something that Lap Da said casually.

Otherwise, it would not have been said on such an occasion.

Even the captain's tone had a hint of indescribable intimacy.

After all, such rhetoric can only appear in people who really have a good relationship.

And if you really hate being dragged by someone's hand, you won't be so close to people.

Almost all the fans next to him heard this sentence.

Watching their k-gods spread out their hands, as if they were asking for something, they were about to be blinded by the smile on the corner of their mouths.

I always think it's a little easy to make people think too much.

Don't they want to ask for the idol baggage of their k gods again?