The national school idol is a girl

There was something hidden in Lin Feng's eyes, and Yun Hu could see it.

Including that silly Baitian, after knowing this, the first reaction was to send a text message to tell Feng Yi, who was still staying in the company: "Feng Fox, you know, the captain's hand is fine, hahahaha, the captain's hand is fine If Zhao Sanpang and the others act arrogantly in the group again, I will shut the door and let the captain go!"

All the great gods have great gods, especially hardcore ones like them.

Yunhu was wondering if this person had forgotten that now the captain had lost his memory and could not play the game at all.

But he didn't stop him, he just watched the man talking to Feng Yi, and added: "I feel like I can fight for another ten years!"

There seems to be a real power in getting together, and we can still be like this, ten years younger.

When Feng Yi saw WeChat, he was still dealing with online matters.

He had been up all day and all night, and had to go drink with some media. His suit jacket was half hung on his arm, and he was tired from business. The assistant who was originally following him still said: "Mr. Feng, why don't you take a nap?" , we stared.”

I saw him holding his mobile phone and suddenly laughed, not knowing what he saw.

He put his hand on his neck and pressed it, as if he was smiling like a fox again: "It's better for me to go get some coffee and reward everyone. You've all had a hard time before the Eastern Conference."

The assistant wanted to say it was not hard, but he glanced at the man secretly.

She didn't understand what an e-sports company was before.

I thought it was just a matter of playing games, and the team members could just compete well.

It was clear to her now that she was inside.

A good team.

Not only do we need players rushing forward, we also need such a person behind us to support us.

He wants to think of everything, take precautions in advance, and deal with any unexpected problems immediately.

Because this is related to the Internet, the channel of communication is fast, and it is okay to encounter some minor frictions. The most fearful thing is to encounter confusion between right and wrong.

Such as now.

The person on the Internet who claimed to be a fan of the team, but every word he said was obstructing the team, making it clear that he would not let Z of Spades come back.

As soon as the public relations department took over, she said that she had lost her heart towards the team and that her feelings were all in vain.

If you respond to these things, the team is being unreasonable.

Feng Yi usually watches this kind of thing the most. He sits in front of the computer, occasionally smokes a cigarette, controls it, and then returns to the matter at hand.

Because only in this way, spades z may be able to come back.

Probably because of the announcement of the good news, the atmosphere at the dinner table was always good until Rao Rong stood up and looked at Qin Mo: "Now that my hand is ready, let's give it a shot and see how well it cooperates."

Lin Feng paused while drinking.

There was no sound from Coco's side either.

At that moment, the room was extremely quiet.

Only Qin Mo still held a knife and fork in his hand. He cut a piece of mutton in a standard manner and placed it between his lips. After eating, he slightly curved his lips and said, "I'm not very interested in games."

Suddenly, the surrounding atmosphere changed, becoming slightly colder.

Lin Feng immediately looked at Rao Rong, as if to say, it was already agreed upon before coming, why did you suddenly change your mind?

Rao Rong, however, seemed to have not seen Lin Feng's gaze, and smiled. His voice could not tell the emotion: "Even if you have lost your memory, your instinct should still be there. Qin Mo, are you not interested, or are you still interested in the past?" Are you very resistant?"