The eSports King's Crush

Chapter 57: His Face Looks Better Than His Skills

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

This was the scene that greeted Mo Bei when she walked downstairs.

However, no matter what she saw, Mo Bei’s face was always expressionless.

With a hand in her pocket, she walked past the dining table just like that and went straight to her seat. Fair, slender fingers reached out and put on the headphones. Her light-colored pupils and messy hair showed no emotion.

The assistant she’d brushed past was initially still, mentally preparing himself. However, after seeing the other person lead, he hugged himself and shook his head. He had to sober up!

Meanwhile, Feng Nai carried on as usual. With his jacket in one hand, he sat down, his aura naturally dominating the scene.

Even though the attitude he gave others was a languid one, when his hands were placed on the Cherry MX Red keyboard, the surrounding atmosphere immediately changed.

Clattering sounds swept through the entire apartment like a whirlwind. During the seconds when his fingers lifted and landed, it seemed as if the light that passed through the gaps could be frozen on his fingertips.

Basically, once eSports players sat down, they trained for at least two hours.

As he watched from the sidelines, the assistant figured that these two people probably wouldn’t have a go at each other in the apartment. However, to be honest, he could not accept that “xoxo”.

Fighting was impossible.

However, there was a problem.

Their seats were next to each other.

When Feng Nai habitually reached out for his cigarette case, he usually wouldn’t even look at it.

However, when he didn’t look today, he touched the other party’s hand.

The slightly cooling touch made his brows furrow slightly for a moment.

Then…

He turned his head, lit up a cigarette and turned back to his game, his expression unreadable.

Both fans and haters were used to Feng Nai’s behavior.

If they threw a huge pile of mocking words at him, he essentially would not respond.

If he did, it would be by saying, “Hmm? My face looks better than my skills? What should I say in response? I’ll admit as much. It is indeed very rare to find someone who is this handsome.”

Each time he said such things, even his fans felt ashamed.

The haters became so infuriated that they would mock him on every platform.

Panda knew that it was time for their Chief to live stream. He wanted to try and see if he could randomly match up into the same game, but he couldn’t.

He then turned his head again to look at their new support, whose side profile looked aloof. He was wearing black headphones and still working on his foundation training.

He seemed completely uninterested in Chief’s live stream.

What had happened to his fanaticism?

However…

“Mo Nan, why are you still doing foundation training?” Panda pulled off his headphones and casually asked, “Don’t tell me that you only started practicing for the support position recently?”

He did not expect that the other person would glance at him and coolly respond with a word. “Mm…”

Panda’s face went blank instantly.

Their battle team had recruited a “newcomer” who’d just started learning how to play support.

This happened once in a million years…

Han Xi, who was also nearby, was holding a bottle of mineral water in his hand. He spoke succinctly but gave all the key points. “Mo Nan, skilled position: assassin.”

Panda’s eyes bulged. “Then what did Chief recruit you for? Being a support by conviction?”

Mo Bei did not speak. Her gaze was indifferent as she continued rapping on the keyboard.

Panda realized that his honesty had been too hurtful. “Um, I didn’t mean it that way. I was only saying… Why are you giving up being an assassin to come play support for no rhyme or reason? You do know that playing support and assassin are different? No, no, you definitely know, you…”

“After being kicked out by my previous battle team, I had nowhere to go. The other battle teams wouldn’t accept me. Only Dark Flares’ recruitment terms did not include such a rule. However, the only position Dark Flares lacked was a support player.” Mo Bei looked over, her expression still aloof and her gaze cool. “So, I’ll play support.”