The atmosphere of the black flame was not right from the time he was in the rest room.

Mo Bei is a person who doesn't take "like" seriously.

So whatever she says in cold blood around will not affect the game.

But even then, the mood will be different from usual.

Not to mention cats and bears them.

It came too suddenly.

If it's a pre-game, professional teams will have a relative psychological way to relieve stress.

But as soon as you enter today, everything is different.

Irritability is inevitable.

Pros.

Not a man of God.

Winning or losing is also not entirely predictable.

How many people have been scolded to the point of wanting to end their careers because they have lost.

And how many people survived and became indestructible.

Just love games?

That wasn't enough to get them to where they are now.

It's the same with the north.

What supports her is never more than just liking.

The light of her eyes fell on her left hand.

Just don't play Assassin.

The left realm will not be seen.

But in that case, unless she's not playing support......

"Hei Yan's mentality seems to be a little wrong."

"Fight well in a moment."

"Captain, isn't it, are we going to take advantage of this opportunity to march?"

Captain Shang lowered his eyes: "Have I ever said such a thing?" The other party's state is not right, that's the other party's business, what we have to do is to fight well. ”

"That's right." The man smiled: "There are few people who like us, and the club's reputation is not great." ”

The manager listening next to him was already bursting with bruises on his forehead, and he couldn't bear it: "There are few people who like you, is this a good thing!" Also, what is not very famous! Even if you say that, you can't talk about your own team! ”

I'm going to be to death!

On top of that, next to him stood the advisor of the enemy team, Feng Yi.

Little bunnies, can you let him earn some gas in front of his old friends!

"Manager Wu, you are still so energetic." Feng Yi pushed down his glasses and smiled.

Wu Ming had a shadow in his heart when he faced this person: "You are not worried about Heiyan? ”

"Of course I'm worried." Feng Yi let out a long sigh: "They are still children, how can they bear such infamy." ”

Wu Minggang wanted to feel that this person finally had a conscience, and he didn't need his set of business studies to measure the team.

I saw him smile slowly: "Old Wu, do you think I will say that?" ”

Wu Ming glared, isn't it?

Feng Yi took off his glasses and wiped them slowly: "If you can't even resolve these psychological pressures, then the captain is incompetent, and I will find an opportunity to let Hei Yan replace King." ”

Wu Ming opened his mouth: "K, he is really your nephew, right?" ”

"I don't want to admit it, but it is." Feng Yi put on his glasses again, and smiled businessmanly: "Okay, there are still a lot of things to deal with outside, and you have nothing to worry about knowing that the right team is you." ”

Wu Ming groaned; "Who do you look down on?"

"It's not to look down on." Feng Yi looked sideways: "The team you brought out will go all out, there should be a good team, let her find the fun of the battle." ”

He?

K？

Wu Ming was a little moved when he heard this at first.

It was only later that I reacted.

This is his uncle's, to put it mildly, it's not for them to be sparring partners.

He was almost caught up in the rhetoric of the fox again!

"Win Black Flame!" When Wu Ming faced his own teammates, his face was black.

"Huh?"

Wu Ming: "Win, Europe Tour!" ”

"Is Old Wu crazy?"

"Europe tour, it looks like it must win!"