The eSports King’s Crush

Chapter 956: Little Mo Bei and Little Mo Nan

Huan Leng watched the man buckle his cotton-padded hat to his head, so he walked to the front desk with his hands in his pockets, and after leaving the bill, he walked out of the skewer shop.

The waiter was completely relieved.

Just now he thought the two handsome guys would fight with each other.

Now one person has finally left.

He just got the idea.

Another person opened the door.

It was Leng Leng, and his voice was deep: "Which direction did he walk in?"

The waiter pointed out to his left.

What is this story?

Two people will continue to fight?

It was almost two o'clock in the night in the north. This winter was like refusing to pass. The snow drifted and the white was everywhere.

There were no people under the street lights.

In addition to the aunt blasting the car pushing, there are a few sporadic college students running out of the Internet cafe.

Mo Nan was dazzling there.

Because he alone has no scarf.

When he left, even his hat fell behind.

The snowflakes fell on his blackened hair.

There was a lot of lashes.

He seemed to feel nothing.

Standing on the street, he tilted his head and lit a cigarette.

The dim light hit his face.

The handsome, suffocating, unruly, became too vague at this time.

All that was left was endless silence.

Mo Nan didn't miss it.

Just like one thing.

When the dream is at its peak.

Young ignorance is the happiest.

Six months.

It has been six months since he came out of Tuhai.

Really fast.

It's almost as if he didn't see North on the field.

He almost forgot why he likes e-sports so much.

At that time, there was no money at home.

They look down on national games.

His father always felt that playing games was not his business, and it was impossible to provide them with conditions.

His sister was standing outside the Internet cafe, scratching her head, and seriously looking at the screen. Although the guy always had no expression, he knew that there was a fire in his face.

"Brother, Imperial League will win."

"Well, it will win."

"If Imperial League wins, it means that even if our family is poor, it doesn't matter if we are not favored by others. In the future, Imperial League is not optimistic all the way, but they have never given up.

"Ah, yeah, after all, your idol spades."

"Like my brother."

"Ok?"

"When my brother was told, he was very good, and he took the first place."

"I do n’t want others to say that Mo Bei ’s brother is so useless. Except for fighting, his sister ’s grades must be fake. Stupid humans, you can cheat on the small facial paralysis, like old cadres. I eat spicy bars ... "

"Eating spicy bars will cause stomach cancer."

"Crouch! You can't say such things as facet paralysis, do you know? You will offend the majority of hot-stripers."

"Oh."

"Oh, what? I know, really, when your brother, I'm more worried, and fortunately I'm struggling to pull you big ..."

"Won."

"I said, faceless paralysis, listen to me well, I'm your brother, you should give me the minimum respect ..."

"Don't stand in front of me and affect me to see my idol."

Mo Nan, who was ignored, took a deep breath: "Small facial paralysis, you really look at your face when you are very young. I tell you that you can look at your idols, and you can't look for only the face in the future, long handsome is scum Man, hey, listen to me. Don't feel as tall as me. I can't press your head. What are you doing so close to the wall! "

(End of this chapter)