Feng Yi glanced over at his brother, breaking into a smile.
Every elder brother would have a sense of accomplishment when they saw their younger brother. "Ah, this kid has finally grown up."
After Feng Shang was done checking, he gave Coco a call.
The kid had good intentions, he knew that Coco had been under a lot of pressure recently and wanted to console him.
But before he could speak, the person on the other end said, "You don't want me to care about what others think of me, right? I know. "
"And, and …" Feng Shang wanted to say something but was interrupted by Coco again.
Coco interrupted him again. "And the maneuvering, right? Don't worry, I'm already very good at it. Brother's skills are amazing, and I have millions of fans. Tomorrow, I'll definitely lead the way."
Feng Shang spoke again, "No, it's not …"
"Not what? Ah, the wrist guard, right? I brought everything, don't worry. "
Feng Shang wanted to say something, but he was blocked. His face was red from holding back. It wasn't easy for a child to say something like that. "Who wants to talk to you about that? I just want you to relax and remember to bring your rabbit."
Coco paused, muttering, "You aren't stuttering anymore."
Feng Shang paused as well.
Coco coughed heavily. "I know, I was nervous just now, that's why I said so much. I'm not nervous anymore." With that, Coco threw himself onto the bed, his face blocked by the plush toy. "Feng Shang, we are finally going up against Xiangnan. In the past, many people said that Supreme Alliance relied on our looks to win. Even though that wasn't wrong, this time, we can finally tell everyone that Supreme Alliance has skills."
"Mmh." Feng Shang didn't know what to say but his heart hadn't stopped.
They could finally stand in the National League to prove themselves.
This was something he had never dared to think about in the past.
Feng Shang glanced out of the window, the throbbing in his eyes causing Feng Yi to stand up. "It's past 11, go to sleep."
"Alarm … alarm clock." Feng Shang was afraid he would wake up late.
Feng Yi chuckled lightly. "I'll wake all of you up tomorrow morning, the competition is at 10 am, there's enough time."
"Okay." Feng Shang was very nimble when he said one word.
After entering the room, he turned off the lights and lay on the bed. Still worried, Feng Shang sat up and confirmed the things he wanted to bring.
Xue Yaoyao was in the same situation as him.
Jiang Zuo, who was lying on the bed, raised his brows slightly. Even when the person laid back down, he was still holding onto the strap of the backpack.
Xue Yaoyao's gaze fell on the logo on the backpack.
It was the symbol of Supreme Alliance. A ball of fire burned in his eyes.
Xue Yaoyao pressed her hand on her heart, telling herself to have a good night's sleep so that she would be in a better condition for tomorrow's match …
Pa.
The dart hit an esports poster on the wall.
That was the worst year Supreme Alliance had ever lost.
Lin Feng still remembered that year. He really cried like a little bastard.
It was not because of anything else, but because of the way the man lowered his head.
In fact, if one thought about it carefully, when had that guy ever been so miserable?
If only his mechanics had been a little better, a little smarter, a little more thoughtful.
Perhaps he could hold on until the captain returned.
The entire team's pressure was on Yun Hu.
But he didn't even share the burden.
Lin Feng looked at the poster that he had shot. Then he jumped back and threw himself onto the bed.
In real life, the gap between him and Yun Hu was huge. In the game, he didn't want to be left behind too much … This was probably the last time they fought side by side.
He didn't want to have any regrets.
He wanted to win back all the glory from that year.
He didn't want to be a burden to that person anymore.
That was probably Lin Feng's only feeling at this moment.
Qin family.
Qin Mo glanced at the youngster in his arms.
He got up and prepared the things for the youngster.
He opened his laptop and logged into his game account.
Just for a moment.
The world seemed to be boiling.
There was a constant stream of messages.
"What's going on? Why is Almighty Qin online at this time? "
"Is he too nervous before the match?"
"That's possible. My Coco was a little distracted during the livestream today. He must be thinking about tomorrow's match."
"Who wouldn't be nervous if their opponent is Xiangnan?"
They didn't know that Qin Mo had come online to give someone a self-made silver gun.
It should have been given to the youngster on the bed a few days ago but due to recent events, it hadn't been given out.
If Feng Yi had seen Qin Mo giving the silver gun to Bo Jiu, he would have been shocked.
The silver gun had a special meaning.
It was a silver gun that Qin Mo had made when he had first started playing the game.
Qin Mo would fuse any good material into it.
In that year, this silver gun had become Qin Mo's most commonly used weapon until the character changed and the Three Thousand Knife Cutting appeared.
The silver gun had always been there.
It could already be called a treasured weapon.
Back then, the materials obtained in the game were all rare materials.
Now, they were hard to find.
That was how precious the silver gun was.
But now, the Almighty had given it to Jiu …
Xiangnan's Zhao Sanpang was the most agitated when Qin Mo came online. He typed in the Alliance's group chat. "Qin Mo, are you really nervous? If you are, just say it, we won't laugh at you!"
Because of this, many players in the group jumped out and started making jokes one after another.
Qin Mo glanced at the page, arching a brow. He moved his mouse and sent a video leisurely into the group chat.
The video wasn't anything else, it was the secret hidden in the electronic igniter that Bo Jiu had given him.
Zhao Sanpang was still sitting there with his legs crossed, typing furiously, shouting that he wanted to challenge Qin Mo to a duel.
The others in the group shared the same sentiments. They wanted to use this rare opportunity to tease Qin Mo.
Unexpectedly, Qin Mo sent a video over.
Zhao Sanpang assumed it was a useful video.
When he first opened it, he was watching it seriously. Towards the end, the corners of his mouth twitched.
What the hell is this thing?
Qin Mo and Little Spade's lovey-dovey clip?
It wasn't just Zhao Sanpang, the others who opened the video, including the other teams, were forced to recommend the Mo and Jiu couple!
Who said Qin Mo was nervous? If he came out, they wouldn't beat him to death.
He wasn't nervous, he was even more shameless than usual!
At this moment, Qin Mo typed a line of words. "I'm looking at the present Spade gave me. Single people like you probably wouldn't understand."
Everyone knew that Zhao Sanpang's greatest pain was not having a partner.
Qin Mo's words caused Zhao Sanpang to go offline in tears. He turned towards the person beside him. "Captain, I would like to request to keep a close eye on Qin Mo tomorrow."
"There's no need." Almighty Xiao stood up. "Supreme Alliance has a fatal weakness, it is now showing."
Zhao Sanpang was confused. "Weakness? Where is it? "
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