Later, some people said that how could a team that plays games not know about the Imperial League and the Asian Championship champion? It is impossible for them not to know about it.

The other party would say, Oh, I checked it and just found out, what does it have to do with us.

Feng Yi had expected this situation, and probably no one would understand that if he really liked it, he should be restrained.

What the other party uses is emotional impulses to create remarks and cause topics.

Mo Bei watched as the Emperor Alliance dealt with almost every day after the disbandment of the two days.

She made a decision not to join any team anymore.

So when Feng Yi was about to bring Mo Bei to the club under the group, Mo Bei raised his face: "Uncle Feng, I joined the Emperor League because you are here. Now the Emperor League has been disbanded. I want to learn a technique and use it in the future."

Feng Yi paused suddenly and looked back: "You... don't play games anymore?"

Mo Bei said "yes".

Feng Yi wants to say something more.

Mo Bei spoke first: "I am here, and there will only be more discussions. Senior Lin and Master are so good now, because I, Uncle Feng, have to continue to be busy and deal with these topics."

Feng Yi reached out and pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose: "It's not as complicated as you think."

"I saw it all." Mo Bei's eyes were very dark: "Now there are people everywhere talking about things through the Imperial Alliance. Good, bad, imitative, and belittled. I thought that those who like it would distinguish and endure it. Now I understand that these are all hardships, because people will be impulsive for their liking, and those invisible things will slowly brew."

Maybe he was less than his age. Speaking of this, Mo Bei frowned his eyebrows and his little face was light: "It's very complicated."

Feng Yi lowered his eyes: "It would be a pity if you don't play professions. Many people are not suitable for being professional players, but they are clamoring to play professions. However, this is the first time I know that you want to learn skills besides games."

Mo Bei didn't say anything, and he was carrying a schoolbag behind him.

Feng Yi chuckled: "With Qin Shao and Z to tutor you, it should not be difficult for you to do your studies."

"I have a bad mentality." Mo Bei's face was quite serious: "I want to calm down."

Feng Yi really laughed this time: "Your master is right, old cadre, what skills are you going to learn?"

"Cook." Mo Bei raised his eyes: "Cooking is just like playing games, it makes people happy."

Feng Yi's eyes were very light, as if he wanted to smoke: "I can handle the current affairs well. You don't have to make such a decision now. If you are a little bitch, you have to believe that Uncle Feng is still very good at fighting."

"I believe." Mo Bei's voice was a little low: "Because of disdain to fight, the captain, he wanted to disband the Emperor Alliance, right? If he continues to fight, it will only disappoint Senior Lin and the others. What the captain wants to keep is what they are in their hearts."

Feng Yi's back was shocked, and after a long time, he said, "Don't have any resistance to playing e-sports because of these things."

"No." Mo Bei stood there with a small figure, with a straight back: "I like to play games, I like to follow my master, I like to be with Senior Lin and others, and there is no resistance, because that is playing e-sports. Now that the master and the others are tired and want to rest, I will also rest together."

Feng Yi's mobile phone is ringing, and the signing team there is urging him.

"You really made a decision?" Feng Yi asked.
Chapter completed!