The eSports King’s Crush

Chapter 501

Feng Nai sinks his eyes, slides the phone and locks it.

Then he closed his eyes and let the makeup artist toss on his face.

In fact, neither person needs to change anything.

They are all slightly modified, just a hairstyle.

Of course, the show also prepared costumes.

The director felt that Feng Nai's personal service was ok.

After all, Master Feng Da, anyone who can shoot magazines with just one poke, even the most inconspicuous bracelet on his wrist, is expensive.

Compared to these, the programs provided are really too cheap.

But Mo Bei is different.

It's not because it doesn't look good.

After all, Mo Bei could casually wear a white shirt, and he could hear the wind and grass.

Not to mention any character problems.

It was the director's glance to know that it was senior Yan Fan.

Prepared at least three sets of clothes for Mo Bei.

When Mo Bei stood in front of the mirror, his green body was covered with a dark blazer, a white T-shirt inside, and a cold white skin on the side, as if it were fine porcelain. I want to see it again.

Sure enough, she is as good as she thinks, and is best suited to wear this type of abstinence suit.

Two people stand together.

It's really good.

Feng Nai is half a head taller than Mobei.

A careless laziness.

A meticulous innocence.

In this kind of picture, when I do those interactions, I don't poke people's hearts.

The director took a deep breath, and she couldn't help but want to start quickly.

At this time, I don't know who said it.

"Guo Wu, cold spirit they are here."

There was another faint turbulence here in the background.

Cold God?

Mo Bei twisted slightly.

The caller her brother knew?

It doesn't seem as simple as recording a show.

The thought had just scratched her head.

Someone was walking in and coming in.

The man was still wearing a uniform, his hair was pure black, and the bridge of his nose was very straight.

Mo Bei's eyes began to deepen as the person approached.

But nothing could be seen on his face.

It is still light, so people can't see the slightest fault.

But only Mo Bei knew.

This man has seen her brother wear a skirt that day.

And he is different from Feng Nai.

Feng Nai has never contacted her brother before.

I have never met more than a few times.

Probably in school just because they are the boss.

But never met.

Call cold is not the same.

He trained with her brother.

Even more her brother than Lu Yifan.

It's just that Huoleng didn't know her existence.

That kind of people.

How could she not be taken apart by him in front of him.

Mo Bei's hand in the sleeve of the suit tightened slightly.

In the eyes of outsiders, she seemed to have not changed at all, her figure was slender and clear, and her eyes were pale.

Actually, she was trying to deal with it.

Fortunately, her brother said that the last time Leng Leng saw him wearing a skirt, he didn't want to see him anymore.

This time if she doesn't speak actively.

That person should not speak.

However, there is still something unexpected.

Just another person.

"Mo Nan, hey, we met again. This time you are still normal. Don't say, you are handsome in a suit."

The person who spoke was not known by Mo Bei.

But seeing that the person was behind Huoleng, and adding the same-colored uniform he was wearing, it was not difficult to judge his identity.

But who is this ...

(End of this chapter)