MTL - National School Prince Is A Girl-Chapter 1658 The first one hundred and nine hundred and fifteen did not play the game (fan)

Later, some people said that the team playing the game may not know the Dimension, the Asian champion, it is impossible to not know.

The other party will say, oh, check it, just know, what has to do with us.

Feng Yi expected this to happen. No one would understand. If you really like it, you should restrain it.

The other party uses the emotional impulse to make speech and cause the topic.

Mobei looked at the two days after the dissolution of the Dimension, and almost every day he was dealing with this kind of thing.

She made a decision not to join any team.

So when Fengyi wants to bring Mobei to the club under the group, Mobei’s face is lifted: “Feng Dashu, I joined the League because you are there, now the League is dissolved, I want to learn a technology. I will use it later."

Feng Yi suddenly paused and went back and said: "You... don't play the game?"

Mobei "hmm" gave a cry.

Feng Yi wants to say something more.

Mobei first opened his mouth: "I am here, there will be more discussion. Lin seniors and masters are so good now, because I, Feng Dashu will continue to be busy with these topics."

Feng Yi reached out and pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the lower bridge of the nose: "It's not as complicated as you think."

"I have seen it." Mobei's twilight is very deep: "Now there are people everywhere who are saying things through the Confucius, good, bad, imitated, demeaning, I think people who like it, will To distinguish, I will bear it. Now I understand that these are difficult for strong people, because people will be impulsive for their likes, and those things that are invisible will slowly brew."

Probably the age is not enough. When it comes to this, Mo Bei has also twisted his eyebrows and a small face is clear and faint: "It is very complicated."

Feng Yi is low: "If you don't play professional, it would be a pity. Many people are not suitable for professional players, but they are clamoring to play professional. However, I still know for the first time that you want to learn in addition to games. technology."

Mobei did not speak, and he still carried a schoolbag behind him.

Feng Yi chuckles: "There are Qin Shao and z to give you counseling, you should not be difficult in your studies."

"My mentality is not good." Mobei's face is quite serious: "I want to meditate."

Feng Yi really laughed this time: "Your master is right, little old cadre, what technology are you going to learn?"

“Chef.” Mobei said: “It’s fun to cook and play games.”

Feng Yi’s eyes are very light, like wanting to smoke: “I can handle the current affairs. You don’t have to make this decision now. If you don’t want to, you have to believe that you can still fight.”

"I believe." Mobei's voice is a bit low: "Because of disdain, Captain, he has to dissolve the Dimension, isn't it? If you fight again, it will only make Lin's predecessors more disappointed, the captain he wants to keep. It’s something in their hearts."

After the closure of the back, a shock, after a long time, said: "Don't because of these things, there is no resistance to playing e-sports."

"No." Mobei's little figure stood there, his back straight and upright: "I like to play games, like to follow the master, like to be with Lin's predecessors, there will be no conflict, because that is in Playing esports, now the masters are tired, want to rest, I also rest together."

The phone of Fengyi is ringing, and the signing team there is urging.

"You really decided?" Feng Yi asked.

Mobei nodded and his face was clear.