Some people, probably.

Because using liking as an excuse to do anything, it seems to be excusable.

Including meddling in these.

Yu Zixin doesn't care what the recipient feels.

Until now, she was not convinced, she had spent so much time on Feng Nai, he didn't even look at her.

It's all because of Monan.

Yu Zixin vaguely understood, she could get some things with money, but there were some things she couldn't get with money.

For example, winning or losing a game match.

She also realizes that Monan won't ask for money.

If that were the case, he wouldn't have come out of Tuhai either.

It's just clear that Mo Nan himself has said that he likes money.

Why did he pay so many breach of contract fees to Tuhai without blinking?

There's no denying that money really is a good thing.

If it was Mo Nan, I am afraid that he would be overwhelmed by this default fee at that time.

Because, he can't take it out.

It's that simple.

Mo Bei was fortunate countless times, and then the person who encountered this incident was her.

She has these savings and can cover the expenses.

Who can be more noble than whom.

It's just that it didn't come to a desperate situation.

And Mo Bei knew very well that her brother had reached a desperate situation at that time.

Including now, Mo Nan is standing in a foreign hospital, his foreign language is indeed not very good, and he has not learned much in the subsequent courses, but fortunately, he will have some simple daily conversations.

met the attending doctor arranged for him by Feng Yi, and also did various examinations.

The doctor in a white coat pointed his finger at the film he had taken, and said in English: "This place didn't grow well at the beginning, and it is too difficult to restore it now, of course, there is no problem in daily life, but if you have to do some precise operations or it will rain on a cloudy day, it will hurt faintly." ”

Mo Nan didn't understand, he was a little anxious, and said in his broken English: "Cure, here, ok?"

As he spoke, he pointed to his arm, less ruffian.

Those eyes were darker and brighter than ever.

The doctor understood what he meant, shook his head, and said regretfully, "Sorry." ”

Mo Nan stood there, his eyes disappeared in a flash, and he was even a little numb, but he didn't forget to say to the doctor: "No, you don't have to be sorry, I know, my hand can't be healed anymore, I mean you're fine, thank you." ”

At this time, he had forgotten that the other party didn't know Chinese at all, so how could he understand what he said.

Monan didn't even know how he got out of that place, and when his long legs were raised, he didn't feel anything.

He looked up at the sky outside.

And in the country is different.

The sun is shining here, almost blinding.

The shadow came in and hit him, and the shadow was stretched very long.

Monan wondered how long it had been since he had played professionally.

It's been a long, long time.

Even the last game.

The memories imprinted in Monan's mind are gone.

How strange.

For the past three years.

What he remembers most is when he was in the junior class.

Every day when I vomit while playing games, my neck is stiff, and when I can't lift my arms, I look at the person on the other side who is shorter than him, but always has a cold face, as if someone owes him money, and he also pressed the back of his neck, and then continued to practice the hero he was not familiar with.

That's calling for cold.

At that time, all they wanted was to one day get out there and play a real professional game.

He fought.

Even if you are unwilling.

But this time, he can really go home......