I finally found an opportunity.

Those who are not used to the matter of forming cps.

Of course, I will take the opportunity to say all the usual unhappiness.

After all, in their eyes, Mo Nan is not worthy of being involved with their K gods at all.

A lot of people don't understand why there is another kind of person.

It's simple.

In this world, if you would like someone.

On the other hand, there will be people who hate a person.

Hate Monan.

So whenever there is a little bit of Monan related disadvantage.

They will quickly gather together as if they have smelled fresh blood.

On the other side of the computer, because you don't have any responsibility, you can evaluate a person according to your imagination, and you say it's called freedom of speech.

But few people think about it, and sometimes it's an emotion, which is very transmissible.

Demonize the man in their mouths.

will show that they are famous.

And now, the moment has finally arrived.

The barrage is also endless.

Someone said: "It's not as good as Mo Nan, but whoever wants to make a face won't pull me to fry cp every day."

"You really can't compare, people will sell people."

"When the game is good, I say that I have strength, and if I don't play well, I say that I have an injury on my hand, and I am too."

"It's time to be as quiet as a chicken anyway."

"Without his aura, he's nothing."

These barrages can be seen by Feng Yi sitting in the car.

He pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his expression was not revealing any emotion.

But his words let the assistant know that his eyes were floating.

"Today, let Bei and Yunshen go back to her, these things, try not to let her see them."

The assistant dropped his gaze on the screen and said the word "good".

Then he said, "Are you afraid that it will affect her mood?" ”

"For the little ones, emotions don't show up." Feng Yi lost a smile at the corner of his mouth for the first time: "This is what I'm most worried about, Mo Nan's hand, he can't play professionally anymore, if she knows about this matter and adds these remarks, what do you think the result will be?" ”

The assistant paused, his hand hung to the side, and after half a sound, he whispered: "I don't dare to think about it." ”

Perhaps, for people who don't like to play, nothing counts.

But for Bey.

For the bey who has been following behind them since he was a child.

It's not a broken dream.

It's no longer loved.

The fear is that even the flames will be extinguished.

When the Imperial League was there.

The same is true.

But no matter what.

There was always a group of people at that time.

It makes people feel that even if you are covered in mud, someone will come and hug you.

Hey, I'm with you.

We're going to win the championship.

Now, in Bey's heart, is there such a person?

Even when no one understands you.

Someone understands you.

The heights you want to reach, not here.

It is to understand that if you concoct it in the same way, you can bring down the other party.

But still haven't become.

On the contrary, he only plays games, knowing the world but not the world.

When you are in a deep quagmire, you don't care if you will get him black and pull you up.

"Mr. Feng, are you hoping?" The assistant raised his eyes: "I hope that God K can be like the people of the Imperial League, so that God Bey can still have a heart." ”

Feng Yi looked at her and suddenly smiled: "Otherwise, what qualifications does he have to take the imperial league's group pet away?" ”

Assistant:......

Sure enough, it's not biological!