Later, someone said that how could the team playing the game not know about the Imperial League, the champion of the Asian Championship, it was impossible not to know.
The other party will say, oh, I looked it up, and I just knew, what does it have to do with us.
Feng Yi expected this to happen, probably no one would understand, if you really like it, you have to refrain from it.
The other party uses emotional impulses to create remarks and cause conversations.
Mo Bei watched the Imperial League deal with this kind of thing almost every day after the dissolution of the two days after it was disbanded.
She made a decision not to join any more teams.
So when Feng Yi wanted to bring Mo Bei to the club under the group, Mo Bei raised his face: "Uncle Feng, I joined the Imperial League because you are here, and now that the Imperial League has been disbanded, I want to learn a technique and use it in the future."
Feng Yi paused suddenly, and looked back: "You don't play games anymore" Mo Bei let out a "hmm".
Feng Yi wanted to say something more.
Mo Bei opened his mouth one step ahead of him: "I'm here, there will only be more discussions, Senior Lin and Master are so good now, because I, Uncle Feng, will continue to be busy and deal with these topics."
Feng Yi stretched out his hand and pushed down the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose: "It's not as complicated as you think."
"I've seen it all."
Mo Bei's eyes were very dark: "Now there are people everywhere who are talking about things through the Imperial League, good, bad, imitative, belittled, I thought that people who like it would distinguish and forbear, but now I understand, these are all difficult for strong people, because people will be impulsive for the sake of liking, and those invisible things will slowly brew."
Probably not yet old, speaking of which, Mo Bei also twisted his eyebrows, and his little face was indifferent: "It's complicated." ” Feng Yi lowered his eyes: "If you don't play professionally, it's a pity, many people are not suitable to be professional players, but they are clamoring to play professionally, but it is the first time I know that you want to learn skills in addition to games." ” Mo Bei didn't speak, and he was carrying a schoolbag behind him.
Feng Yi chuckled: "With Qin Shaohe and Z to tutor you, it shouldn't be difficult for you to study." ” "I'm not in a good state of mind."
Mo Bei's face was quite serious: "I want to meditate." ” Feng Yi really smiled this time: "What your master said is right, little old cadre, what technique do you plan to learn?"
"Chef."
Mo Bei raised his eyes: "Cooking is the same as playing games, it can make people happy." ” Feng Yi's eyes were very light, as if he wanted to smoke: "I can handle the current matter, you don't have to make this kind of decision now, you have to believe that your Uncle Feng is still very good at fighting." ” "I believe it."
Mo Bei's voice was a little low: "Because he disdains to fight, captain, he wants to disband the Imperial League, isn't it that if he continues to fight, it will only make Senior Lin and them more disappointed, captain, what he wants to keep is what is in their hearts." ” Feng Yi's back shook, and after a long time, he said: "Don't have any resistance to playing e-sports because of these things." ” "No, it won't."
Mo Bei's small figure stood there, with a straight back: "I like to play games, I like to follow behind my master, I like to be with Lin seniors and them, there will be no resistance, because that is playing e-sports, now that the master is tired and wants to rest, I will rest together." ” Feng Yi's mobile phone is ringing, and it is the signing team over there urging him.
"You've really decided," Feng Yi asked.
Mo Bei nodded, his little face clear. aa2705221: