Suddenly, a clear and faint voice sounded in her ear,””Yang mengruo, you either keep quiet or hang up.”
At this time, they could only see brother Nan’s eyes in the live broadcast room. It seemed that he had glanced over.
But?
Yang mengruo?
“Is it the Yang mengruo I know?”
“My goddess!”
“My dream fairy is also watching the live broadcast?”
“I don’t think he’s watching the live broadcast. Brother chennan is obviously talking to the people in the game …”
At this moment, yang mengruo had already stiffened.
How could this be! How did mo Nan know it was her?
This was impossible!
Yang mengruo’s first reaction was to clear her name.”Southern God, how could I be yang mengruo? you’ve got the wrong person.”
“You have three accounts. Dreamland is one of them.” Mo bei’s emotions did not change, and her voice was still calm.””And if you’re not yang mengruo, you’ll definitely be like the others, not understanding what I’m saying and not denying it.”
Yang mengruo’s fingers froze and she continued to type.”I really don’t understand what nanshen is talking about. I didn’t expect nanshen to think that I’m yang mengruo just because of my id.”
“Of course, it’s not just because of the ID.” Mo bei glanced sideways, still holding the mouse in her hand. Her eyes were indifferent.”Your friend Chen Yu is in the third row.”
Hearing this, yang mengruo’s face changed. He actually knew it was her.
Why?
Yang mengruo couldn’t figure this out.
She would also not know that the person in front of her was not mo Nan, but mo bei.
Before mo bei decided to take her brother’s place.
She had watched many of her brother’s competition videos.
He was sold at the crucial moment and often acted out. The technique was something only professional players could understand. The ordinary audience could not understand it at all.
At that time, mo bei had already noticed that there were some problems with the accounts.
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Within a dream, outside a dream was one of them.
The technique had always been similar.
This ID had appeared in her brother’s last live broadcast.
Mo bei also knew that the one who had overwhelmed her brother was also the last live broadcast.
Mo bei had watched the replay of that live broadcast many times.
It was because she had seen too much that she understood what kind of situation her brother was in.
He was cursed at by countless people.
Yet, he was still thinking about leaving and bringing the person who liked him to win.
Yang mengruo probably knew.
As someone who had seen his hand get broken without calling for an ambulance, how could he not know?
That person’s hand was not normal at all.
Yet, he gave his opponent a head over and over again, and even said,””Brother Nan, if you are so good, you will be able to catch up with the score, right? otherwise, how can you be a professional player? other people can win every game when they have fans. Also, brother Nan, you have been too lazy recently and have not trained much. The other professional players are working hard every day. We like you and can let you do whatever you want, but as a professional player, you are not very qualified.”
When mo bei watched the replay, she could clearly see the direction of public opinion that this sentence had caused and her brother’s pale face.
He couldn’t even say goodbye to her.
Because no matter what he did, it would be wrong.
She understood her brother.
They wouldn’t be able to win the national championship.
Perhaps it was nothing.
He was betrayed by his teammates, besieged by his fans, and there were people waiting to see him make a fool of himself … He said that it was his fault for not being rigorous and his character.
Mo bei could not forget her brother’s extinguished eyes.
He cared.
No matter how he smiled and told her that it was nothing.
Even mo bei would wonder if his hands had been trembling when he had been helpless back then …