The King’s Moment

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In order to be relaxed and naturally informal, He Yu never stood up when he talked to Mo Xian, nor did he keep staring at Mo Xian. It was only when he asked the words that he turned halfway around and looked at Mo Xian, then he was already turning back, showing what he didn't care about.

As a result, Mo Xian's answer was so quick and short.

"Okay", two words, but he seemed to give the general instruction "Don't move and kill you". He Yu, who was turning around, suddenly froze there, and his ears rang It was Mo Xian who sorted out the sounds of the books, and besides, He Yu seemed to hear nothing.

He Yu didn't know how long he had been stunned. According to his feelings, he felt that he might have been stiff for a century, so that he could not move a bit.

The body he was about to turn back was twisted back by him again. When he looked at Mo Xian, he hadn't come to say anything yet, but Mo Xian had already handed him a page of paper.

"What?" He Yu asked somewhat mechanically.

"My schedule." Mo Xian said.

"Timetable?" He Yu at this time, the speed of the brain's operation, in the terminology of the computer, seems to be a 4-bit microprocessor, which belongs to the initial stage in the evolutionary history of the CPU.

"Doesn't it take clear time to train together?" Mo Xian said.

"Aren't our timetables the same?" He Yu, who doesn't think about it, will continue to follow what Mo Xian said.

"This is my schedule, not the schedule." Mo Xian said.

"Oh?" He Yu took a stunned look. Although it is not a timetable, it is the same as the arrangement of the timetable. It is just that compared to the timetable of He Yu, this timetable is too intensive. Too. He Yu held it and looked at it for a long time. In fact, he didn't read a word. After a while, he raised his head and said that it had nothing to do with this schedule.

"Did you agree?" He Yu said.

Mo Xian frowned slightly, apparently did not like He Yu's 460-like delay, but still nodded.

"Why?" He Yu almost blurted out. This 460 for a while is actually caused by this problem, and this matter will be a bit troublesome for everyone.

It ’s like the Tang monk ’s psychological preparations for the difficulty of walking 100,000 miles to meet 1981. As soon as he came out of the Daming Palace, the Buddha came down from the sky and said that you are here. Can this be tolerated?

He Yu looked at Mo Xian, and the urgency to know this answer at this moment has exceeded La Mo Xian's vision to enter the team. But Mo Xian was a little puzzled: "Why?"

"Uh ... Actually I didn't expect that you would agree to join the team." He Yu said, looking down at Mo Xian's timetable. "After all, you look so busy."

"But I still often play a few games. What is the difference between playing by yourself or with you?" Mo Xian said.

"Sounds reasonable ..." He Yu said.

"That's it." Mo Xian said.

"Okay ... I'll tell everyone." He Yu said.

"Okay." Mo Xian continued to do his business again after finishing his talk. It was nothing more than the trivial things to do after returning to the dormitory every night. It was the same as usual. He Yu was on the side but seemed to be struck by thunder. The same.

The mobile phone opened the small group of Wave 7, and as expected, Zhou Mozheng and Gao Ge chatted about Mo Xian's performance today. Both of them highly recognized Mo Xian's strength, and highly looked forward to his joining, but at the same time, they felt that it was very difficult.

He Yu, who was struck by thunder, felt that he could not be in such a situation, and he was also shocked, so he looked up at Mo Xian and said, "I will pull you into our team."

"Okay." Mo Xian said.

So the chat in the small group came to an abrupt halt at the moment when the system prompted a new person to join.

Mo Xian's WeChat name is not the real name, but it is the same name he used when playing the game: Schrodinger's cat.

Then Schrödinger's cat spoke.

"Hello everyone." He said.

"This is my schedule." He said again.

Then a picture was sent into the group, and then He Yu saw Mo Xian put down his phone and kept busy with those things he had to do before returning to the bedroom to rest.

"?????" The three question marks come from Zhou Mo, and are small windows private chats. He was obviously shocked, or he was still not sure in his heart, but Schrodinger's cat was already in the group anyway, he felt bad about what to say in the group, and he had a private chat with He Yu.

460's emotions were transferred from He Yu to Zhou Mo, and He Yu, who was back to normal, calmly replied with the words: "Done."

"How did you get it?" Zhou Mo immediately asked back.

"One word thing." He Yu said.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Mo was shocked.

"Do you want to join our team and play together?" He Yu replied.

Then there was a long silence, after half a minute.

"And then?" Zhou Mo asked.

"Then he said yes." He Yu said.

"that's it?"

"that's it."

Silence again, it didn't matter if half a minute passed. He Yu didn't continue to wait. Based on his understanding of Zhou Mo, he felt that it was impossible to just 460, which would be 80% already restarted after a crash and needed to wait.

The chat window was cut back into the group. At first glance, Sister Gao Ge was relatively calm, and she was meticulous in her work. Mo Xian sent the timetable, she immediately read the timetable seriously, and made comments after reading: "You have a very full schedule, how can you have time to train?"

"Time outside the timetable." He Yu looked at Mo Xian when he walked over the desk, glanced at the phone, and replied when he found something.

"Are you talking after 10 o'clock every night?" Gao Ge said.

"Yes." Mo Xian said.

"What about game time?" Gao Ge said.

"I will adjust as much as possible." Mo Xian said.

"What if it can't be adjusted?" Gao Ge asked.

"Then consider whether the game time can be adjusted." Mo Xian said.

"This idea is really great!" Gao Ge said.

"The only two methods." Mo Xian said.

"If it still doesn't work?" Gao Ge continued to ask.

"Then I can only choose according to the importance of things." Mo Xian said.

"How important is the game to you?" Gao Ge asked.

"Zero." Mo Xian answered.

"My words are finished." Gao Ge said.

"Sister good night." Mo Xian was polite and knew Gao Ge.

On the sidelines, He Yu and Zhou Mo, who didn't dare to insert a word, were almost sweating. In Gao Ge's mind, the game needs to be taken seriously, but in Mo Xian, the importance of the game is directly zero.

The two watched the system news and had no doubt that Mo Xian would be kicked by Gao Ge immediately. After all, for Gao Ge, the game's attitude is always more important than the game's technology.

The two waited for a minute, Mo Xian had not been kicked, and Gao Ge seemed to have really finished speaking, and no longer spoke.

And Mo Xian, He Yu watched him pack up a little, and began to drill into the bed.

"Are you going to start a game?" Mo Xian, sitting in bed, looked to He Yu and asked.

He Yu immediately picked up the phone and jumped into bed. He answered Mo Xian briefly and forcefully: "Take me to fly."