The eSports King’s Crush

  Chapter 1628 Human heart is like scattered sand

  Training outdoors.

   Through the glass, Zhao Sanpang watched this scene and put down the timer in his hand.

  Feng Yi, a man in a straight suit, walked over, and, like him, focused his eyes on the few teenagers who wore the same uniform: "Now, do you feel relieved?"

  "It’s not that simple. "Zhao Sanpang has always been a heartless character: "We used to play games, where we needed this. At that time, we were the least wary of people. Now..."

  Speaking of this, he withdrew his gaze: "Your emperor league came out, it's just such a simple one."

   "Fat god." Feng Yi wiped the glasses, full of business aura: "A personal attack is too much."

"All right." Zhao Sanpang pulled a chair and sat there: "I will only target you and Qin Mo, you two, right? Back then, you were both good at calculating people, don't tell me, you see It doesn't come out how wasteful our team is now, it's a problem everywhere."

   "Isn't Bei already solving it." Feng Yi smiled, full of fox spirit: "Fat god, you are the coach leading the team, at least more stable than a junior."

"I can't be steady." Zhao Sanpang looked at the scattered players sitting over there: "These people, each of them, are hostile to the small ones. They are not convinced and have no ability. If you don't have the courage, you don't want to let it go. People who are stronger than him are in the early stages. This is the World Series. What are they doing here? Do they know it! They don't know, they just count their fame and fortune!"

The more Zhao Sanpang said, the louder his voice: "Unexpectedly, some people eat their set, just that, the one sitting next to the projector. His private life is messy. I lost 1v1 to make excuses. I don’t have the slightest sense of time. I want to come. Let him go on a boat trip, how did he get in, I didn't watch the domestic breakout match, a dozen people played around two people, it's fucking, they, their fans said it's fair!"

  Kang Dang!

  Zhao Sanpang stood up, his eyes were very deep: "Choose a bunch of **** out, what world game to play."

  This sentence, all the players cited are looking here.

  Suy, who was named by name, couldn't hang on his face, and slammed out with a cry of tears: "I will talk about the results in the individual competition."

boom!

  The balance in the room was broken.

Tou looked at Zhao Sanpang: "Fat god, you are familiar with bey, we all know, but we can come here because of our true ability and thousands of people who support us. We, the players, are in your mouth , All become waste? I think it’s good. We won’t play the game anymore. Anyway, we can’t be the starter. You can take your bey and sprint for the championship.”

   After finishing speaking, he pulled his team uniform jacket and spat viciously toward the trash can.

  There is ridicule in and out of words, and the look in his eyes is even worse.

  He knocked on the table, and several players went out of the training room with him.

  Before this team came, there were 13 people on the bench, all of whom were selected at the top in various positions in the country.

  Now, apart from Hei Yan, there is only Huan Leng left in the training room.

  There is also an Adolf, who doesn’t know anything, is on the road trying to beat the king of green tea in his mind.

  As soon as I arrived in Milan, the hearts of the people fell into a sand before the game started.

   Called coldly and lowered his eyes, and looked at his right wrist brace, which was given to him by someone in the youth training camp.

  The Huaxia team that the man dreamed of coming to is no longer like before...

  (End of this chapter)