The King’s Moment

Mo Xian's voice was not loud, and everyone in the restaurant didn't listen to these words. But the table in front of him was the most crowded place before. After his words, he immediately fell into a sly silence. Li Wenshan, who asked Mo Xian about this, looked around and looked around, with embarrassment on his face: "What I said, it's heartbreaking!"

"Yes, don't we still eat here?" Xu Hexiang said. As if to prove this, he took a chopsticks dish into his mouth after he finished speaking.

Of course, Xu Hexiang knew that the so-called "meeting" in Mo Xian's words refers to a special skill that can be used for survival. Taking things like eating and sleeping, it was because he deliberately tried to make a difference to ease the atmosphere. Unfortunately, from the scene, the effect was not good, and no one could laugh because of him. It can be seen that Mo Xian's words really caught the hearts of the professional players in this room.

"I don't mean to disrespect you when I say this." Mo Xian continued at this time, "You are all right to consider playing games as your profession and ideal. This choice is understandable. My friends are also aiming for this, and I support it very much. They." At this moment, Mo Xian looked at the teammates of Lang 7 but hesitated a little while looking at Su Ge.

"What I want to say is that professional players are just a profession, and playing professional games is just a choice. Compared to choosing other jobs, it is not particularly noble. What is really noble is the competitive spirit that we learn from the competition. .Persistence, calmness, teamwork, etc. These excellent qualities are the real precious things. These excellent qualities are not only stored in professional players. But competition can make us feel these more clearly and intuitively. My time in contact with the game It’s not too short. The game has taught me a lot. I never thought I would stop the game, but I never thought about taking the game as my ideal and goal, nothing more."

After a while, the restaurant was partially silent again. This time, everyone around him felt the unusual solemn atmosphere here.

A table of professional players, you look at me, I look at you.

However, the wave 7 players are obviously more touched. After all, everyone at the table has already embarked on the path of professional players. And a few of them are standing at the crossroads of life. Keep moving forward and it is possible to become a member of this round table. But this table is not all, to the left and right, the entire restaurant has tables, and each table will have a variety of dishes.

"Excuse me." Mo Xian bowed slightly to the players at the table, turned around and was ready to walk away.

"I can't see it, I can talk about it!" Gao Ge took the lead and exclaimed at Mo Xian.

"Can it be worse? After all, it is the representative of the freshman." On the other side, Su Ge had already followed.

"Eh..." Zhou Mo was only halfway through signing the photo here, and when he saw that the three friends actually left, and the atmosphere in front of him didn't seem to be suitable for him to continue collecting stamps, he was suddenly at a loss.

"After hearing that kid's words, why suddenly feel that I am nothing great?" Li Wenshan, who has won three championships in the past two years and is ruling the league, said in a daze.

"Really? I think I am even more remarkable." Yang Mengqi said.

This kind of self-promotion and boasting words from Yang Mengqi's mouth have long been commonplace, but this time, the contrast with Li Wenshan, on the contrary, made everyone heard something meaningful.

Because what is really valuable is the competitive spirit, even though Li Wenshan has won the most championships in the past two years, he suddenly feels that he is not that unique.

Because what is truly valuable is the competitive spirit, Yang Mengqi feels that he who already possesses these spirits is exceptionally great, and will always be great.

Everyone was looking at themselves, and Zhou Mo pulled a hand at what happened beside him in a daze: "What should I do?"

He Yu recovered and looked at Zhou Mo. Zhou Mo still has expectations in his eyes. He still wants to continue to complete his autographed group photo, but the atmosphere makes him uneasy. He hopes He Yu can give some suggestions or actions.

"Continue." He Yu picked up his mobile phone and wanted to shoot.

"Huh?" Zhou Mo panicked and hurried to the nearby player, Liu Mingqian, the captain of the Shifang team.

"Team Liu, we are in trouble." Zhou Mo said.

Even though the atmosphere has been interrupted, when Zhou Mo forced to continue, no one resisted. Zhou Mo continued to take photos one by one, but every time he smiled and looked at the camera, the gaze that always looked at him disgustingly disappeared. Gao Ge, Mo Xian and Su Ge had already returned to their original positions to continue eating.

A table of players finally got an autographed photo taken by Zhou Mo without landing, Zhou Mo let out a sigh of relief.

"One day you will regret it." Suddenly there was a sound from the table. It was Zhou Mo's always idol Yang Mengqi.

"Huh?" Zhou Mo looked at the idol.

"Wait for you to become a famous player in the future, don't you feel embarrassed about today's experience of turning around and asking for a group photo?" Yang Mengqi said.

"Can I become a famous player too?" Zhou Mo was overjoyed, focusing on the wrong point.

"Let's go, brother." He Yu pulled him aside.

"Excuse me," Zhou Mo said, saying goodbye to He Yu.

The professional players feel like a world away. It was the same sentence "I disturbed". One regarded them as ordinary creatures and did not look at each other at all. The other disturbed, just a polite way of saying goodbye; the other regarded them as gods and admired the extraordinary. The fear that disturbed everyone from the bottom of my heart.

Newcomers in the same team, so the difference is so big?

But after all, the top professional players quickly adjusted their mentality. Mo Xian's words only touched them a little, and they weren't a heavy blow, so they wouldn't be stuck inside and unable to get out.

He Yu and Zhou Mo returned to their place, Zhou Mo happily sorted out his collection, and the familiar contemptuous eyes followed.

"The game in the afternoon is not that important anymore, right?" Gao Ge said while watching Zhou Mo sort out the photos on his phone.

"It's not like what you would say, Senior Sister." He Yu said.

Gao Ge smiled.

"Are you going to fly yourself?" He Yu said.

"Huh?" Gao Ge looked at He Yu with a little surprise.

"Since the youth training competition, you have been playing very distorted, in fact, you don't like it, do you?" He Yu said.

"Can you tell it?" Gao Ge said.

He Yu nodded, and Zhou Mo put down his phone while listening, and looked at Gao Ge.

"You can see it too?" Gao Ge looked at Zhou Mo in disbelief.

"A little bit, but I can't tell, I just had a little discussion with He Yu." Zhou Mo said.

"What do you think?" Gao Ge looked at He Yu.

How hesitated.

"Speak straight." Gao Ge said.

"Sister, the comfortable style of play you have been accustomed to has reached the top." He Yu said.

"Understand a little more." Gao Ge said.

He Yu was silent.

"I'm almost there, do you mean that?" Gao Ge said.