The eSports King’s Crush

Chapter 228: The God Says

Feng Nai stood there casually, his voice lazy: "Is there a problem with a higher technical content?"

The interview was conducted live.

This answer caused the barrage to fly up: "I started to laugh at God again."

"Answer the questions well, really, I'm such a bad guy."

"Mvp should be my god, thank you."

The reporter seemed to be ready to be laughed at, and continued: "The reason why I asked God K is because we have just seen it. No matter you enter or kill, all your operations are beautiful and obvious. Watch the live broadcast. Some fans also said that the MVP in this game should be you. After all, the damage was caused by you. Mo Beixiang South just grabbed a few people behind you. "

Feng Nai heard that the original light-colored eyes seemed to be less absent-minded at last, and they turned their attention to it, and the attitude remained: "You ask the question just now."

"What's the problem?" The reporter responded, still a little skeptical: "Who do you think this mvp should take?"

Feng Nai's eyes looked towards the camera, a face closer, the more handsome: "Mo North to South."

The reporter paused, because it was too strong.

Feng Nai eyes narrowed: "Why don't you ask?"

The reporter said again, "Why?"

"So obvious, use me to say it carefully?" Feng Nai said slowly: "I didn't see Yas's adc being beaten into doubt by our assistant little brother? Even the assassin on the opposite side followed him to some autism, and he was taken everywhere. restraint."

Reporter: ... Don't you let me ask why?

"Also, grab a head? Who said that?" Feng Nai smiled. "People who say this should not be very good at playing games. In the future, you can think about China, China, melon, frogs, and sports. Don't come for similar games. "

Laughed fans: ...

The reporter didn't want to make the scene too cold, and immediately said, "Everyone should not be a professional and can't see it. Listening to what God said, Mo Bei to the south should be playing very well."

Feng Nai did not answer the question: "Have you watched the game just now?"

The reporter froze, nodded and shook his head: "I didn't see everything."

"Then you really don't realize how strong Mo Beixiang's assistant is." Feng Nai said here, copying his hands into the trousers pocket, and changing back to a casual attitude: "Precise positioning, perfect knife repair, cooperation The output, especially the last wave. Extreme dress up, flash for my resistance, this game, he took mvp, deservedly. "

Not to mention reporters, even those who watched the live broadcast have never seen them so exaggerated.

The reporter finally found his own voice: "I rarely hear k boasting people, and today I really don't make a difference."

"Am I exaggerating?" Feng Nai's voice was very light. "It's just the fact."

reporter:……

This is not called boasting, what is boasting! ?

When Mo Bei came over, he heard this sentence. Changsheng Yuli stood there, looking at the person who was surrounded by the center, like a superstar.

He did not expect that he would help her speak.

The reporter felt that this interview was completely out of the ordinary routine: "In the eyes of God K, what are the shortcomings of Mo Beixiang?"

"He?" Feng Nai really thought about it for a moment: "Cooking is delicious, the game is good, and it is clean, there seems to be no shortcomings. If you have to say it, it is too much and it is more troublesome."

Fans: .........

(End of this chapter)