The eSports King’s Crush

Chapter 87

Before Zhao Jianjian's words were finished, he was shocked by the action of his brother Nan holding the fence.

He also tried to turn over the fence on the back playground, after all, walking like this saved time.

But ... can't jump over.

I don't know why it is too short or what.

In short, his brother Nan left him only one sentence; "You go back" and carried away his schoolbag.

That tall and slender back is really handsome.

No wonder recently, when female classmates saw Nam Ge, they were all going crazy.

But how did he get there.

Is it going to take a detour?

Zhao Jianjian was stunned.

There was no other way but to take risks and change the position.

Anyway, he was armed with a turban, and he could not be recognized!

It turns out that he is still too naive!

I don't know what has been done!

He just turned a corner.

I met a large group of people.

Those portraits were here intentionally.

The original eyes were still looking at the back playground.

After seeing him, Qi brushed his gaze and looked at Zhao Jianjian.

"Look!"

Zhao Jianjian could not help but curse.

I do n’t know if it ’s too late to call him Nan to save his life!

At this time, the playground after school.

Feng Nai is already waiting.

Just as Mo Bei thought.

Except for him here.

Students in the other primary schools have been told not to come here today.

It was a circle around.

This is why Zhao Jianjian meets so many people.

After all, Feng Shao has never been like this time.

To name and who singles.

What singles means is that it's best not to let anyone bother him.

Probably because of professional reasons.

Whenever Feng Nai wears a large black mask on her face and a school uniform, she can only imagine the word “beautiful” if she only exposes those eyes.

However, it also made him look even more difficult to provoke.

In addition, there is a place to find it back today, so he prepared a baseball bat in advance.

One of them was clinging casually in his hands, and his figure was still leaning on the railing. When he looked at Mo Bei who was carrying his schoolbag, Feng Nai's eyelids were lifted, and then he straightened his waist rod and looked up. Sweeping to Mo Bei: "Take one."

Mo Bei looked at the baseball bat on the ground, his eyes were very light, one hand holding his pockets, and half-bent over to pick up the stick, the tone was cold: "No matter who loses or wins, after playing, the previous thing turned over."

Feng Nai said, still lazy: "Avoid a few positions, you can not play with your hands and shoulders, the day after tomorrow you still have the game."

Mo Bei's face did not change: "Game?"

"I arranged it." When Feng Nai said this, he glanced at the baseball bat on his hand: "This time you stabbed the guest."

Mo Bei's eyes were raised, and she was guessing why this person suddenly made herself change position, clearly she was an assistant.

After much deliberation, there is still such a thing.

Did he see something ...

"When I came in, the marked position was auxiliary." Mo Bei looked at him, his eyes were light.

Feng Nai whispered, the tone was a bit lazy: "Remember the team rules of Hei Yan? Listen to me."

Mo Bei heard that his face was a little colder.

At this time, Feng Nai approached slowly, so she turned her head away, and her black hair broke, she didn't know what to say in her ear.

But let Mo Bei hold the baseball bat in his palm ...

(End of this chapter)