Chapter 1017
The eSports King's Crush
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Chapter 1017: Never surrender
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Mo bei knew very well that everything Yu Zixin had said could happen.
All he could hear was ridicule.
She couldnât forget what some people had said before the start of the National preliminaries.
Her brotherâs hand injury was not going to heal.
Compared to the record of 0 kills and 6 deaths.
Compared to so many people who were talking about her brotherâs dark history and saying that her brother was Tu Haiâs cancer ...
Her brother could no longer play games.
Who would care?
After all, he had a bad reputation.
Of course, she didnât care about what happened to her brother.
This was the truth.
Similarly, she was indeed playing on his behalf.
Even if uncle Feng had the foresight.
But in the eyes of the people, she was just a substitute.
However, Yu Zixin was wrong about one thing.
She had never come here to seek justice.
She just wanted her brother to not regret what he did.
He liked esports.
His eyes were shining.
Even so ...
That small figure was still in the snowy night. He grabbed her collar and said,âBei, you have to be good once youâre in Supreme Alliance. Donât be so stoic. If you need money, tell me. Iâve been secretly helping people clean their keyboards in internet cafes. I can earn my living expenses.â
He had given her everything.
This included his passion and dreams.
If she didnât like him that much, she could just try to cater to him.
He would play it like a commercial game.
No one would care anyway.
Mo bei could even understand her brotherâs pain at that time.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Those who didnât adapt to the rules would be eliminated.
However, she could not think that way.
If even she thought the same.
All this while, her brotherâs persistence was nothing.
When mo bei looked up, Yu Zixin and Lu Yifan had already left.
The shop assistant came to collect his things and saw the young man holding the teacup, his knuckles turning white.
âAre you not feeling well?â The shop assistant asked.
Mo bei stood up, her black hair blocking her eyes.ââNo, I didn ât,â
The shop assistant wanted to ask more.
Mo bei had already walked out of the cafe.
The sun outside was just right, but it didnât make people feel the slightest bit of warmth.
Because the longer you walk, the more you will discover.
You canât prove anything.
Mo bei stuffed her hands into her pockets and looked across the road.
She just stood there at the intersection.
There was a surging stream of people around him.
So what if itâs all black?
Wasnât it good to give him a taste of his own medicine?
Mo bei thought a lot.
Finally, his eyes fell on one point.
They were two little people.
The girl said,âbrother, thereâs someone in my class who always says that Iâm ugly. I learned from her and told others that her family is poor. Now, no one in the class plays with her.â
âYouâre not allowed to do this,âthe boy said with a straight face.
âWhy?â the girl asked. She said it to me first. Iâm just returning the favor. â
The boy: âyou can return it. You can fight with her, but you canât become her. Sheâs so dramatic and gossipy. If you become like that, I wonât buy you ice cream anymore, and I wonât want you as my sister.â
âAh!â The girl exclaimed. She was still carrying her small school bag and her face was red.âI wonât do it again.â
âThatâs more like it. My sister canât become like that. â
He didnât know why.
This sentence actually matched a voice from so long ago.
âMy sister isnât expressionless. Sheâs better at playing games than you. If youâre not convinced, then letâs have a fight. â
Mo bei stopped.
He could vaguely hear the singing coming from the bridge.
Someone was singing.
âItâs better to fly headwind. Iâm not afraid of millions of people blocking me, Iâm only afraid of surrendering.â