The King’s Moment

This replay is obviously different from the replay during the youth training competition. Every moment of the game, every detail related to He Yu will be discussed by He Liang. He Yu suddenly felt that his gaming career had reached a new stage. This feeling is like when he was in the second year of high school, he just signed up for a cram school; but in the third year of high school, his father specially hired a tutor to give him one-on-one meticulous tutoring.

This kind of replay is naturally not fast. He Liang's free time every day is used to replay He Yu, and his parents are heartbroken by their hard work. When studying before, he had never seen two brothers who worked so hard to help each other.

After so few days, how come the one-on-one replays of the 14 rounds have not been finished, and the 80-to-50 draft pick list at the youth training competition is finally announced.

After receiving the news, He Yu's heartless replays over the past few days has reappeared in sorrow.

He is not worried about himself, he is just worried about his partner, to be precise, worried about singing.

Open the official website, and at first glance, He Yu has already seen his ID. Soon, at a position not far from the list, He Yu saw Gao Ge. The list is sorted by pinyin alphabet, Gao and He are very close.

He Yu was overjoyed, and the list went down further, and he saw Schrödinger's cat and Zhou Mo in a lower position.

All members of Wave 7 passed!

Su Ge failed to make the list in the end, but after the exchange on the way home, He Yu would not feel sad for him. Isn't this the result that Su Ge wanted most? No need to wait any longer, no longer entangled, and simply broke the road with the professional players.

"Go in, go in, go in!"

When opening the small group, He Yu immediately saw Zhou Mo cheering, and Aite looked at them.

"Yes, yeah, yeah." He Yu immediately agreed.

But then, there is no more.

Neither Mo Xian nor Gao Ge responded, only Zhou Mo continued to be happy like a fool.

Different from He Yu's hard work, Zhou Mo has had a difficult life these few days and is very nervous. Not only is he worried about his partner like He Yu, but he also has to worry about himself. There is no such kind of one-on-one counseling to divert attention. The suffering of these few days can be imagined.

Now, squeezing into the draft list means that another level has been passed, and then only the final level of the draft is left.

The draft will be held one week later, and the draft needs to confirm whether or not to participate in the draft within this week. Instead, it was clear that Mo Xian, who had no intention of being in the professional circle, was added to the rookie list again, revealing the last trace of stubbornness in the youth training group and the last trace of unwillingness to give up.

So before the big teams did anything to do with this list, Schrödinger's cat ID had disappeared from the list.

It was faster than all players clicking to confirm, Mo Xian informed the youth team that he would not participate in the draft.

The mature opportunity before him did not cause Mo Xian to shake in the slightest, and the final fantasy of the youth training group was completely shattered.

The roster was quickly updated, and a player who had not been selected for the 50-man roster was replaced because of Mo Xian's withdrawal. Everyone knows that this does not necessarily mean that one can become a professional player, but everyone knows that the distance to become a professional player is only one step away.

"It's Mo Xian." He Yu sighed after discovering that the list was quickly updated and Schrödinger's cat had disappeared from above. As for Gao Ge, it was quite late to bubble up in the group and share the happiness with everyone.

But a few days later, the list was updated again. However, because the ID replaced this time is not as conspicuous as Schrodinger's cat, many people have not even noticed it. Lang 7 small group is an exception, because the name that was replaced from the list this time is impressive.

"why!"

There were private chats, and there was Aite in the group. Zhou Mo asked Gao Ge everywhere, and people quickly rushed to the door of Gao Ge's house.

"Think clearly." Gao Ge replied to the message, opening the door, and the person receiving the message stood outside the door.

"Are you sick???" Gao Ge rolled his eyes wildly.

"Who is sick?" Dad Gao Ge asked in the room.

"Zhou Mo." Gao Ge said.

"Uncle, aunt..." Zhou Mo came into the room to say hello.

It's so familiar. Visiting has been a commonplace meal since I was young, and too much courtesy has been omitted many years ago. Gao Ge's parents didn't get up, and after answering, the two of them left.

"Why the hell? Isn't this all on the draft list? Even if they lose the draft, most people will receive an invitation from the team's youth academy to receive professional-level training and participate in the draft again! Obviously they are already gone. That's it." As soon as he entered Gao Ge's room, Zhou Mo was puzzled and poured out like beans.

"It's probably only at this point that I can see more clearly." Gao Ge was very calm.

"What do you see clearly?" Zhou Mo said.

"The strength is not enough." Gao Ge said.

"Practice." Zhou Mo said.

"Tired." Gao Ge said.

"What are you kidding?" Zhou Mo didn't believe it. tired? There is no such word in Gao Ge's dictionary. It's broken long ago.

Singing loudly, Zhou Mo was also silent. After a while, Zhou Mo looked at Gao Ge, and his eyes seemed to light up: "Honestly, do you have a terminal illness?"

"I'm really...what messy things have you seen these days?" Song sang loudly.

"I really don't understand! After so many years, how can you finally get to this point?" Zhou Mo said.

"I'm really tired, the feeling that no matter how hard you work and how you think about it, there is no way to go one step further. I have really experienced this time." Gao Ge said.

Zhou Mo watched Gao Ge, not knowing what to say.

"So I am such a person who has been paying attention to professional competitions for a long time. Why is it that the style of play is not so suitable for the profession? Now I understand that I have not done it for a long time, so in the end, it became such an almost meaning Style." Gao Ge said.

"Perhaps it would be better to receive professional training." Zhou Mo said.

"Why is it professional enough?" Gao Ge said suddenly.

"He...very professional...It can even be said that he would get confused in games other than professional." Zhou Mo said.

"Yes, even though he just started playing games last semester, his knowledge of the game is completely edified by professionalism. Such people are our teammates for this period of time. The professional philosophy has actually affected us for more than half a year. So I tried it and saw it clearly. Even if I can enter the professional circle, the ending will probably only be a season or two, and then be eliminated by the professional circle." Gao Ge said.

"you…"

"How can I know if I don't try?" Gao Ge snatched Zhou Mo's words, looked at him proudly, and then solemnly said: "I just know, I have reached the upper limit."

Zhou Mo was sad, he still wanted to persuade Gao Ge not to give up, but Gao Ge already thought so surely. She seems to have no regrets about this, and if she tries to force it, it may become a problem.

"But I won't give up the game either." Gao Ge looked at the Zhuge Liang poster on the wall behind the table and said suddenly.

"Oh?" Zhou Mo's eyes lit up.

"I'm going to play a game." Gao Ge smiled at him.

"Huh?" Zhou Mo was taken aback, this was completely different from what he thought.

"I like games, there are many things related to games, and professional players are not all." Gao Ge said.

Zhou Mo scratched his head: "What game do you do?"

"Of course I don't know yet, maybe it will make a popular game like Honor of Kings? I'm going to apply for a transfer next semester." Gao Ge said.

"Transfer department? Next semester of junior year, change department?" Zhou Mo looked incredible.

"Nonsense, what kind of game do you learn in physics? I'm going to learn mathematics. It's best to study computer. If you are in grade, it is acceptable to drop one level." Gao Ge nodded repeatedly.

"This..." Zhou Mo didn't know what to say again.

Then, he listened to Gao Ge and said a lot of imagination, just like they have been dreaming of professional players since they were a teenager. Only this time, not together, their pair of upper and middle groups are finally going to fly solo.

Zhou Mo was a little dazed when he left from Gaoge's house. He carried two big improvement singers in his hand and forced it to him. At first glance, he received a surplus of New Year's greetings gifts that had nowhere to be digested during the Chinese New Year. But the aunt is also a little confused. The coffee gift box in her left hand, didn't she bring it by herself?

By the side of the road, Zhou Mo looked at the window of Gao Ge's room.

"Did you cry?" He messaged Gao Ge.

"Go away, I don't have that leisure time." Gao Ge seconds back.

"Your mother stuffed me the coffee gift box I gave me again." Zhou Mo said.

"You can't suspect that she did it on purpose? Go back." Gao Ge replied, and Gao Ge's figure appeared on the balcony of the living room and waved to Zhou Mo on the side of the road downstairs.

"Waiting to play your game." Zhou Mo saw that he was finally at ease. He raised his hand and waved to Gao Ge, took the surplus gift package and left.