This is a mystery, except for Yuan Tezhu, no one will know.

The direction of the wind is very mysterious, and there are fewer people talking about it, and no cows, ghosts, gods, and snakes will be gone.

It's just the person who manipulated this thing, I didn't expect it to be so fast.

Xu's villa.

Xu Yiwan was holding her mobile phone and talking and laughing with a media friend she often contacted.

The person dressed as an assistant walked in from the outside, and his face was not very good-looking.

Xu Yiwan saw that he had something to talk about, and said over there: "Don't say it, it's so late, I'm going to sleep, there will be a game the day after tomorrow, you can also rest." ”

"You have to have a good rest, our only goddess, you must remember the interview I said, and see you then, the star of the future."

"Any future star will tease me." Xu Yi smiled gently: "Okay, hang up, good night." ”

After closing the line, Xu Yiwan's smile disappeared, and she said with a partial eye: "What's the matter?" So anxious to see me? ”

"It's the scandal between you and Young Master Feng, I don't know what's going on, since just now, the heat is getting lower and lower, and Hei Yan doesn't even mention Miss anymore, and it's replaced by ......" Speaking of this, the man paused before saying, "Bey." ”

The more Xu Yiwan listened, the darker her eyes became: "What else can it be, the public relations department is out, it doesn't matter, soon, people will no longer feel that bey is nostalgic value, tomorrow's first game, there will be people to do these things, what they won't do, you push them again, since it is a substitute fight, there will always be people who can't tolerate this person who is not an official player of the Imperial League at all, and it is time to let bey become a ...... in the past"

Outside, with the strong wind, even the shadow of the bright moon disappeared, saying that there was a continuous rainstorm.

The whirring wind made Mo Bei cover the two villains with quilts, there was a thunder flash, and then using electronic products, it would always not be so safe, plus tomorrow was the first match, Mo Bei did not continue to train, but opened the medicine box and applied medicine on his right arm again, just looking at her side face, except for cold and indifferent, there was no emotion.

How could others see that there was something wrong with her right arm?

After all, just now, when she was reviewing the game, she also took a quadruple kill.

Ordinary people really can't see it.

Mo Bei was lying on the bed, looking at the sky lantern with dark eyes, and she was only worried that the person would see it.

However, if it is only at this stage, it should not be a big problem.

What is difficult to deal with is the friendly exchange tournament in the future.

Mo Bei closed his eyes, his eyelashes fell, and he sighed lightly in his heart, so he could only coax it when the time came......

The next day.

The dawn is especially early.

Probably the wind that blew all night last night.

There are not many pedestrians on the road.

The stall that usually buys soy milk fritters has not yet been put out.

The sanitation workers had already swept away all the broken branches and leaves on the street when everyone was not up.

In particular, the large plaza where the event is held is environmentally friendly.

The first match is different from others, after all, everyone knows that the best way to be remembered is to be able to fight to become famous in the first fight.

And the first match also has a very flexible place, it doesn't need to be necessarily which team, as long as the points ranking in the game reaches the passing line, you can come to participate, in order to be able to select the best players to go to Milan, it can be said that this game is not only open to professional players, high-end players are also there, as people say, every three years at this time, is the prosperity of heroes...