The King’s Moment

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"gone."

"gone."

"see you tomorrow."

"what?"

The supper didn't go too late, but the purpose of relaxing was completely achieved. At the intersection, the five people said goodbye to each other with a smile, and suddenly saw a familiar figure walking slowly under the bypass lamp. When they saw the five people at the intersection, they suddenly stopped.

"Mo Xian." He Yu waved and greeted him, then smiled at each other. At night, everyone was sorry for Mo Xian's absence during this happy evening, and turned around and met here. Although it was necessary to separate, at the last moment, the members of Wave 7 finally assembled, and they all felt a kind of destiny.

"Is it over?" Mo Xian walked over to meet the five.

"No, it's over, I went to eat something. Mo Xian, are you hungry or not, do you want to have supper?" Zhu Jiayin greeted Mo Xian very actively, and the others were stunned behind.

"You just didn't eat enough?" Zhao Jinran screamed in surprise, thinking about Zhu Jiayin's meal in a puzzling way.

Zhu Jiayin gave him a hard look, but Mo Xian's answer had come.

"No, thank you." Mo Xian said while looking at He Yu: "Go?"

"Let's go." He Yu turned to greet a few, and when he looked at Zhu Jiayin, he showed a very regretful expression.

"Hurry up and go away." Zhu Jiayin was not polite to He Yuke, and hurriedly drove away.

"Go away." He Yu said no more and left with Mo Xian first. The two had nothing to say along the way, just walked in silence, but this kind of quiet encounter with Mo Xian was already used to it, and would not feel embarrassed as before, and always had nothing to talk about. Think of Zhu Jiayin, who is unable to adapt to this alternative way of getting along, is always very positive and enthusiastic, and then ... then there is nothing and then, this is the worst.

"Why are you laughing?"

This is about the misery of Zhu Jiayin. Mo Xian, beside Bing Ding, suddenly said something.

"Ah? Am I smiling?" He Yu said.

"Huh." Mo Xian nodded.

"Oh, I remembered Zhu Jiayin only." He Yu said.

"Oh." Mo Xian answered, but didn't ask. He Yu glanced at him, so he didn't say much. Zhu Jiayin's intimacy with Mo Xian is so obvious, will Mo Xian have no consciousness? He Yu didn't think so, so he didn't need to say anything. That is Mo Xian, who is super opinionated and handles everything brilliantly. Why should he have any idea?

The two returned to the dormitory, and each finished packing, and the daily match before going to bed was not dropped because of the eve of the final. Zhu Jiayin has mastered their regularity, and is waiting in the game every night at this moment. But after entering the game today, I found that Zhu Jiayin was not online.

"Fly?" He Yu cut out the game and asked Zhu Jiayin on WeChat, but did not receive a response.

Could it be that the nail touched tonight, making Zhu Jiayin severely injured? He Yuxin whispered that Mo Xian had sent an invitation in the game. He Yu accepted to join the team. Mo Xian did not start immediately, but waited for a while and looked up to He Yu: "Is there no one?"

"No news." He Yu said.

"Oh." Mo Xian started the round while answering.

As soon as he entered the game, He Yu immediately focused on it. However, despite his hard work, Mo Xian's strong performance still has some soy sauce. He Yu couldn't help thinking of the discussion about talents at night, and felt that it might be his own fault to compare with this madness.

This round finally led to victory under the strong leadership of Mo Xian. At the moment when the enemy crystal ushered in an explosion, three passers-by teammates cheered for Mo Xian's Schrodinger's cat.

Looking at the final game data, He Yu is not worse than the three passers-by teammates, but compared with Mo Xian ...

Wrong, wrong, not to be compared.

He Yu quit the game, cut out the game and glanced at WeChat, countless messages popped up, all Zhu Jiayin's reply. The first article "Fei Fei Fei" is about ten minutes apart from He Yu's invitation to "Fei", followed by various screenshots.

Seriously injured blood?

I really thought too much! I wish Jiayin's strength in front of Mo Xian said that the dead skin was shameless and shameless, which was too hurtful, but at least it was Cheng Tanjin's level of candidness and blood return ability. Seriously injured? Residual blood? Cheng Biaojin, the more residual blood, the stronger the attack power! This time, I was wrong again.

"Is it over? Pull me." Then a new message popped out of the window.

So back to the game, La Zhujiayin joined the team. As usual, the three played two games together, and the day ended.

When I went to bed early the next morning, I saw Mo Xian packing his books as usual. He didn't see He Yu woke up, he kept his hands light, and finally went out quietly with his schoolbag on his back.

Today should be ... final day, right?

Mo Xian's all-normal rhythm made He Yu a little difficult to realize that today is actually a very special day for their house. Speaking of when the two came back yesterday, the classmates they met in the corridor would ask this and cheer on the duo, but in the end they had no atmosphere in their room.

finals! It's the final!

He Yu reminded himself that he could not be paralyzed by Mo Xian's rhythm. Thinking about touching the phone and glancing at it, in the WeChat group of Wave 7, Gao Ge and Zhou Mo also got up very early, and have been chatting for a while. He Yu sent an expression and said hello to the two.

"Do something during the day?" He Yu asked. The time of the game is 8 o'clock in the evening, and there are still twelve hours before the moment. How to spend these twelve hours is a bit overwhelming. He couldn't do it like Mo Xian, it would be better if he wanted to come with his teammates.

"If you have time, come over and play hot hands together, and don't wait until the official game at night before starting the first game today." Gao Ge said.

"Good." He Yu agreed quickly.

"Mo Xian?" Gao Ge asked again.

"Self-study has gone." He Yu said.

There was silence in the group. This is an answer that is not surprising, but the person who hears it still has to be amazed.

"Then a few of us." Gao Ge said.

"Is it right?" He Yu asked.

"Have you eaten breakfast?" Gao Ge asked.

"Actually I am still in the bed ..." He Yu said.

"Mo Xian has already gone to self-study." Gao Ge replied coldly.

"I get up right away."

"We'll see you at nine. I'll ask the office if it's used today. If not, let's change places to meet. What about Jiayin?" Gao Ge said, and at the end Aite wished Jiayin again.

This one must haven't started yet, there is no response. The response from the Student Union was very quick. The office that originally wanted to use the green light for Wave 7 breaking into the final was said to be useless. Who made Wave 7 have the three main forces of the Academy of Science?

The Vice President of the Student Union, Sun Chengzhong, led the Vajrasattva team to be the leader of the Academy of Sciences. However, since their team was eliminated from the intercollegiate league, and after the wave 7 went all the way, Sun Chengzhong found that the courtyard had already designated Gao Ge, Mo Xian and He Yu as the team players. Compete with each other for the remaining two places.

Fortunately, this competition is not too hurtful. After all, the players of King Glory also talk about position. The three of Wave 7 occupied the remaining two pits in their respective positions. It was the pity of the other three, who were quietly crushed by the record of the Wave 7 trio. Listening to the president ’s phone call with Gao Ge, “Can be OK, no problem, just use it”, I turned around and arranged an office in the group. Today, I would like to use Lang 7 for everyone. Do n’t bother, Sun Chengzhong is still a bit sour. .

But is there any way? Fortunately, his position is the top order, vaguely can have a place.

Sun Chengzhong, who can no longer save his teammates, can only thank that his position does not overlap with the trio of Lang 7 Academy of Sciences.