Mo Bei listened to the voice over there, and his eyes became darker and darker.

Because after Mo Nan finished saying that, he asked her: "How have you been in the past two days, are you used to it?" I watched K's live broadcast before, and now I can be regarded as relieved, before I was worried that you would be ......"

Speaking of this, Mo Nan paused for a moment, did not say any more, but changed his words: "It's still my sister who is powerful, and the universe is invincible and handsome." ”

Mo Bei knew what he was going to say and was worried that she would be ostracized by her teammates.

Probably so.

It doesn't matter how others judge them.

If even teammates are framing.

No one can win.

Because here, as long as you put on a layer of skin, you can splash water freely.

People will feel adored, and some will think it's being exposed.

After all, Monan lost.

So, she wants to win it back.

There will be a lot of things to say.

Only win, no.

Mo Bei raised his eyes, looked at himself in the mirror, and was about to speak.

I listened to Mo Nantu's words over there: "By the way, what's wrong with your hand, I've been with my mother all day today, and I don't dare to open the Internet, in order to prevent my mother from seeing you, I took her to the temple, and I've been taking pictures all the time, and now the rebroadcast hasn't come out yet, what I can see is a small video of you, is the injury on your shoulder very serious?" ”

"Nope." Mo Bei's voice was light: "It will be fine tomorrow, but it's your hand, what's the situation now, what does the doctor say?" ”

Mo Nan paused here, and then quickly said: "If you say that you will raise again, you don't have to worry about me, or help me think about how to deal with this chef competition, is it too late for me to learn to cook now?" ”

"It's too late." Mo Bei punctured his illusions: "As soon as you cook, my mother will see that it's not me." ”

Mo Nan stood up and frowned: "How did I forget this, so what should I do?" ”

"You can buy me a wig." Mo Bei's eyes converged: "I'll go back, brother, come over." ”

Monan's beautiful and uninhibited face was a little stiff; "Pass, pass?"

"That's right." Mo Bei said in a light tone: "I can't leave the base that day, I have to complete the basic training, brother, it's okay for your hands to do this kind of intensity training, as long as you talk less that day, don't put on the height increase insole, you won't be recognized." ”

Heightened insole...... Mo Nan was silently dumbfounded for a moment before he said: "That's not the point, the point is that your facial paralysis skill is for me to do, it's too difficult." ”

Mo Bei raised his eyebrows: "I'm not paralyzed." ”

His sister has denied that she has facial paralysis since she was a child.

Mo Nan chuckled: "Okay, you don't have facial paralysis, but you are in the same room with K now, are you really not afraid that I will go, and he will kill me directly?" ”

"You pretend to be me, no." Mo Bei glanced back at the wooden door, and after there was no movement, he said, "I will move to another room tomorrow." ”

Mo Nan was still thinking that if possible, he didn't want to go to the keyboard and mouse anymore.

He didn't tell Beibei that his hand was difficult to heal again, and basically there was no chance.

But these thoughts, after seeing that game, all disappeared.

His sister, no matter what it looks like.

But I like e-sports, and this mood I have had since I was a child seems to have never changed.

So I can't let her know that his hand can't get any better anymore.

That would ruin her original intention.

"Okay, I'll go."