The King’s Moment

Xu Hexiang was stunned and recalled carefully. It seemed that he did say that, but he didn't think too much about it. I don't think that the speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart, and there are people with careful thoughts, who have grasped the unintentional loss of himself. And the one who heard it asked so honestly that Xu Hexiang was really inevitable.

"Uh, it is true." Xu Hexiang also hesitated for a while, after all, he couldn't figure out how to escape, so he could only answer.

"Understood, thank you." Gao Ge replied this way.

Xu Hexiang held the phone and waited for a while, but Gao Ge didn't hear any more news, but Xu Hexiang was relieved. He was a little embarrassed how to go on this, but the other side didn't even ask about it anymore. Obviously she already knew that it was her mid lane that was slower in the 6 team. No more questioning, because she had doubts in her heart, Xu Hexiang's judgment only gave her a conclusive answer. As for the problem, she probably knows it herself...

Zhou Mo's room.

Gao Ge, who had finished sending the message with Xu Hexiang, did not show any expression. She looked at several partners and they were all swiping their phones. It seemed that no one had noticed Xu Hexiang's words, and no one had noticed her.

"Have you rested?" Gao Ge said.

"Huh?" The three raised their heads in amazement, then looked down at the phone together.

"Just one minute." Zhou Mo wondered if Gao Ge had misread the time.

"Isn't one minute enough?" Gao Ge said.

"You said enough..." Zhou Mo said, looking at the other two.

Su Ge shrugged and said it didn't matter; He Yu had already opened the game: "Get up."

"Look at who is here." Zhou Mo said. Four players can only match, and the quality of the match is still very different from the ranking. Although qualifying is completely different from their current game, it is more like a game under serious rules than a match.

"Good news." He Yu played the first game, and when he came in, he saw Zhu Jiayin's name light up among his friends.

"Hurry up and pull up," Zhou Mo said anxiously.

"I know." He Yu said, the fifth row formed a team and invited Zhu Jiayin, and the other party came in soon.

"So idle?" Zhu Jiayin's voice came from her voice.

As soon as the voice fell, Gao Ge, Zhou Mo, and Su Ge joined the group one after another.

"Did you make a mistake?" Zhu Jiayin asked when he looked at the situation.

"No, no," He Yu hurriedly said, "Mo Xian is self-study, we happen to have few people."

"Which way do you learn during holidays!" Zhu Jiayin exclaimed, most people in the world of learning tyrants don't understand.

"Mo Xian." He Yu said, this was the standard answer.

"All right." Zhu Jiayin said.

"Are you so early today?" He Yu clicked to start the game and continued to greet Zhu Jiayin. It's not too early to say this time, but for students in winter vacation, it's early to get up before lunch.

Without a few words, the game has entered the BP stage.

"How to fight?" Zhu Jiayin asked.

"Let's choose first, you can fill your seat." He Yu said. Replenishment here is of course not replenishing a position where no one has played, it is actually just taking the hero at the end.

"Okay." Zhu Jiayin knew very well what role he was playing at this time, and had no problem.

"The tactic we are practicing now is to desperately target the opposite shooter." He Yu went on to introduce.

"This is great!" Zhu Jiayin's eyes flashed.

Sure enough, Zhu Jiayin would be slightly different from other routines. This kind of strategy of the main shooter taking the head is too much for her appetite and style. The game went smoothly and quickly won. The five played three rounds in one go. In the three rounds, the enemy shooter was scolded by his teammates too much and could not be taken in the first round; the second round was the strongest player, and the teammates were not well protected. In the third round, how did they close the in-game chat? What kind of dispute happened on the opposite side, in short, the shooter hangs up and disappears in the 7th minute...

After three rounds, He Yu five people are a little confused.

"Isn't it five rows?" Zhou Mo muttered.

The fifth row is usually where people you know invite each other to form a team. The game is not good and friendship is always there. As a result, the opponents in these three games didn't just lose the game, but the friendship was also destroyed.

"Are you still here?" Zhu Jiayin was very excited, and she hadn't experienced such a sound streak for a while.

"Okay? Let's take a break to sum up, and we will have a game in the afternoon." He Yu replied.

"Fine."

Say goodbye to each other and go offline. He Yu four people look at me and I look at you. Generally speaking, they will sum up something after playing some games, but just these three games.

"There seems to be nothing to say." Zhou Mo said after careful consideration.

"Not modestly, we are too crushed to hit passers-by in this way," Su Ge said. Because it is the main attacker, these rounds are naturally the main attack development path, and finally Su Ge's sense of participation is overflowing. In the battle that took place on the side of the development road, even if the head fell on his hands, assists would never be lacking. For a well-developed shooter who has repeatedly participated in the battle, the statistics in these rounds are quite beautiful.

"Let's fight like that this afternoon." He Yu said.

"Ok."

Going to lunch together after packing up, Mo Xian showed up on time to join them. Those who don't know the inside story are afraid that they won't be able to see the strongest overall team in this youth training competition. In terms of team time, it is actually the least among 16 teams.

The members of Team 7 were also eating here. Seeing the people from Team 6 coming, they had eaten almost the same sweet porridge and stood up: "I'm going to say hello."

The team members looked up together and watched the sweet porridge walk towards the table where Team 6 was seated.

"Hello everyone." Sweet porridge walked closer and greeted with a smile.

"Hello, hello." Five members of the 6 team responded quickly. Everyone has met in the competition for only a week, and most of the people who can't match each other's name are not named. However, Sweet Porridge is also the seventh in the online game. A captain is like a top student in a class. When he hasn't fully recognized others, most of them already recognize him.

"This afternoon is our game." Sweet porridge said.

"Yes." Seeing that he was looking at himself, He Yu responded on behalf of the team.

"Come on together." Sweet porridge said.

"Come on," He Yu said.

While talking, the other members of the 7 team have also gathered around the sweet porridge.

"Are you all finished?" Sweet porridge asked, looking at the left and right players.

"Okay." Someone answered.

"Then let's say goodbye first, and see you in the afternoon game." Tian Zhou smiled at the five members of Team 6.

"See you this afternoon." The five responded, and then watched the seven teams walk away calmly.

"What did you tell them?" Mengda couldn't wait to ask about sweet porridge after walking shortly.

"It's nothing, just say hello." Sweet porridge said.

Munda scratched his head.

"They are now ranked first, and the professional gods are optimistic. All teams are afraid of three points. I used to be calm and calm. They can't have any thoughts in their hearts? No matter what the idea is, if the mentality is broken, there may be flaws." Say.

"Details!" Munda praised with a thumbs up.

How did they know that the details of the sweet porridge were paid wrong after all. The 6th team was here after they left...

"Is it here to say hello?" At first, everyone was really a little confused about the sweet porridge's behavior.

"Professional habits, etiquette before the game?" Su Ge said.

"Awesome, I feel like we are so earthy." Zhou Mo thought about the calmness and calmness of others, and when they responded here, he looked around one by one, embarrassing himself.

"Eating and eating, you can also associate yourself as a disadvantaged group by saying hello, and convince you!" Gao Ge hit Zhou Mo's dinner plate.

"You have to learn." Zhou Mo sighed, looking at the back of the 7th team walking out of the restaurant, his eyes full of longing for the professional circle.