The national school grass is a girl

Chapter 647
That night.

Paddle City Mansion.

Feng Shang watched his brother put down the phone, and asked stammeringly: "Yes, is it Team Qin?"

"No." Feng Yi's eyes sank: "Someone entered the arena to make trouble today. It's very abnormal. I'll have someone investigate."

Feng Shang hummed heavily: "Yes, I need to investigate, bully, bully my idols, no, don't let me know what they are called in the game, I know, I know, God, abuse them every day!"

"These people don't necessarily play games." Feng Yi looked at his little white rabbit brother: "In the future, more and more people will like you, some people like you, maybe not because of how good your games are, but because I like your faces, and even some just because your existence can give them a topic to become friends, there are many such things, you have to get used to it."

Feng Shang clenched his fists: "No, I'm not used to it."

Feng Yi smiled like a fox: "That's right, you don't need to get used to it, you just need to play the game well, and I'll do the rest."

He wasn't sure what the other party's purpose was.

It's just that it's obvious that a few people were so incited that they couldn't even tell right from wrong.

Or maybe after experiencing today's incident, they vaguely understand what's going on in their hearts, but they will still choose to continue to be used by others, and they will still feel that they cherish each other.

Hurt others and feel wronged.

There are many of these people in real life.

Usually cannot be changed.

Feng Yi doesn't care about these, all he has to do is to find out the people behind it.

Being splashed with coke, such a thing, even he, a manager, can't stand it.

But after the game, the young man said in a low voice while wearing a mask: "Don't tell Brother Mo what happened today."

Feng Yi knew very well what all this forbearance was for.

For that person to concentrate on treating his hand injury, for the victory of the Imperial League, and for his teammates.

If there are not these most important things.

It is estimated that the juvenile had already handled it in another way.

Sometimes when Feng Yi looks at the young man, it's like looking at the former Qin Mo.

That person walked over like this step by step.

Questioning, ridiculing, inciting, attacking, someone has a purpose.

It is because of these things that the most valuable e-sports players were born.

Feng Yi lowered his eyes, and answered another phone call: "Yes, I want to know who brought the fan who made trouble into it. There should be a record at the venue..."

These things are not easy to check.

Because there are too many people entering.

Even finding out clearly requires a lot of energy and time.

At this time, it is the real spades fans who are united.

Feng Yi decided to meet Gui Jie.

Feng Yi thought he was too handsome to have any friends.

But when he sat down opposite that person, he found that this woman didn't feel her aura weakened at all in front of him.

And that face is still pretty...

For the first time, Feng Yi felt that talking to people need not be so clear.

Because once he said it, the other party could almost understand everything.

"President Feng, don't worry, our young man, we will use the best way to maintain it and fully cooperate with the authorities."

Feng Yi paused: "I prepared a lot of questions to answer." Moreover, such a strict selection method will inevitably attract some resentment.

"For the rest of your time, take care of my big spade." The half-length curly-haired woman stood up together, with a shallow smile: "Tell him for us, as he said, justice may be late, but it will never be absent."

(End of this chapter)