Mu Yao put his hands on his knees and leaned forward in the substitute of the D·R team. When he saw Bai Yu coming, he straightened his body and shook his head.

"Need not."

Bai Yu said.

"Don't have personal emotions on the field. Bian Jin is in a bad state and needs time to adjust. If you are in good condition, you have to go."

"The competition is cruel, and no one can win or lose."

Mu Yao still shook his head. He looked at Bai Yu's eyes, raised his lips and smiled a little ruffian, but his eyes were full of gentleness.

"No need. Even if you lose this game, there are still nineteen games to play. Winning and losing are very important, and Bian Jin is also very important. Even if he loses on stage, don't let me win instead of him."

Speaking of this, Mu Yao stood up, put one hand in his pocket, and patted Bai Yu's shoulder with the other hand, just like a buddy.

"I know what you mean when I meet my father. You don't treat me as an outsider. You treat me as a part of the team. But at the same time, I respect Bian Jin very much and hope he is good."

"I hope Yaoyao can make him well. Even if it doesn't work, the subordinates will definitely do it."

Bai Yu looked at Mu Yao deeply, and after a long time, he nodded.

"I see."

After saying that, Bai Yu also raised his hand and gently patted Mu Yao on the shoulder.

Sometimes men are like this. If they understand the other person’s chair, they will have no extra words.

Bai Yu went to find a coach.

"Next, Bian Jin continues to play."

The coach was stunned.

"What?! Are you crazy? Bian Jin's state is not suitable for playing games. He needs to rest, otherwise he will definitely lose!"

“Nothing is certain.”

Bai Yu's tone was as cold as ever. He looked at the blue e-sports seats representing their d·r, and the blue light shone on Bian Jin and Lu Zhanye who were sitting on the e-sports chair.

The expressions of both of them looked relaxed, and they both frowned slightly, looking at the position where Bian Jin left from time to time.

The cold light made their facial features extremely deep.

Bai Yu suddenly remembered that they first came to the KPL field last year and played their first real professional game. At that time, everyone was younger than they are now.

The career of professional players is equal to their youth.

They are also growing up here slowly.

The coach still couldn't understand Bai Yu. Seeing that he couldn't speak, Bai Yu thought it might be that Captain Bai Yu protected his shortcomings, but no matter how good he protected his shortcomings, he could not help but take the win or loss of the game seriously!

Win or lose is the most important thing!

The coach also walked to Mu Yao and said to Mu Yao in a low voice.

"I'll arrange for you to go next time! Bian Jin may not be able to come back at the specified time. You go up and play first. As long as you win, no one can say you are bad."

"As for the consequences of Bai Yu over there, I will bear it!"

"I'll report your name! This is a special situation!"

Mu Yao smiled and patted the coach on the shoulder again.

"No, I won't go."

The coach stomped his feet in a hurry.

"What are you not going? You are also part of D.R, and you are still transferred. At this time, you need to take the lead and take responsibility. Do you feel the pressure is too high?!"

Mu Yao shook his head.

"Of course not."

"What is that! Are you not allowed to go for free? Hiss, he is just a protector!"

Mu Yao continued to shake his head.

“Not this.”

The coach was anxious.

He also considered the victory of the D·R team, and who would like to have such a chance to stand out?

Every substitute in the kpl team will seize every opportunity to play in the starting position!

Why is this person so strange?

The coach said anxiously.

"What's that! If there is any problem, I'll help you solve it!"

Mu Yao said.
Chapter completed!