The King’s Moment

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Zhao Jinran is ready. If Yang Qi is also as eccentric as Li Sijie, he will not give face even if he is a flower. He has to be cruel. As a result, people just responded indifferently so that Zhao Jinran did not know what to say. Players of the Huarong team, there are always king-level ranks, right? Such a master is not at all domineering? Zhao Jinran can say responsibly that if it is himself, it will definitely not be the case.

"Cough ... that's good." Zhao Jinran coughed slightly and said a little nonsense. At this time, Li Sijie was the most embarrassing, and he tried to talk to Yang Qi, and he really helped analyze Wave 7 from the perspective of Huarong Team. As a result, Zhao Jinran suddenly ignited the real fire. Qi clearly disregarded everything he said.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but no one looked at him anymore. Several boys gathered around Zhao Jinran, and gave them no chance of contact. Yang Qi continued to walk quietly in the team, and did not care about him. There were only a few friends who knew him well, and he stood aside and looked at him without embarrassment.

After all, the class activities still have to continue. After arriving at the restaurant, Zhao Jinran and Li Sijie were naturally divided into two tables. Let their squad leader sigh. I was originally thinking of taking this class to gather for a meal, to see if there was a chance to help these two people resolve, but unexpectedly, they ate an escalation of contradictions. This made him not daring to twist this melon anymore, only hoping that the two of them were as far away as possible, and nothing would happen again.

As for Yang Qi, she didn't wait to be arranged, and she sat down with the girl's table. Although she was not close to everyone, she was not too tempting, and she would not say much more quietly while sitting at the table, but it did not affect the atmosphere much.

The dinner started here, and after half a year, the atmosphere was divided into two waves. One wave is drinking, the other is not drinking. This meeting of drinking is only going to the next stage. Most of the women who don't drink are girls, but they have already eaten almost, and they get up and prepare to evacuate first. This is a fixed routine for routine dinners, and everyone has been very skilled. It was just that this time a lot of eyes gathered on Yang Qi's side. At first glance, she also followed the non-drinking classmates and was going to go first. Everyone showed disappointment. However, under the catalysis of alcohol, many people will have the courage to multiply. Someone immediately jumped out and shouted: "Student Yang Qi is rare to participate once, do you no longer have more fun with the students?"

Everyone, especially the boys who stayed, immediately reappeared in anticipation. Yang Qi turned his head back to meet everyone's expectations and smiled and said, "No, thank you."

Then again, turn around and leave.

Everyone watched, a little dazed. At this time, only the squad leader was calm and sober. Yang Qi paid a little attention. What he focused on was: Li Sijie did not leave, and Zhao Jinran did not leave.

And at this stage, the remaining classmates will make up a table as much as possible, under the spirit of wine, let the two get together?

The squad leader should also take care of the classmates who have left behind to drink. The sports commissioners have a good grasp. Looking around, Zhao Jinran looked at ease, and Li Sijie looked a little happier, so he walked decisively towards Zhao Jinran.

"Go ahead and you come with me. I have something to discuss with you." The sports commissioner said.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Jinran was not a scheming generation, so he went out with his arms around the sports committee, and never returned.

All of these Li Jiejie looked in his eyes, and somehow he was even more terrified. Full of complaints, the focus is on Zhao Jinran, followed by the Lang 7 team behind him. However, he is no longer eligible to participate in the intercollegiate league this semester. The Donglin King ’s Cup is based on departments, there are few people in the material school, and there are relatively few players in the king. If you are not good, you will become a teammate, and there is no room for you to play on the field. There is no place to vent this fire in your heart. You can only take the beer glass and pour it. The people on the table looked at each other, but they all looked at it and didn't talk about it. As a result, Li Sijie stood up, gestured the empty cup to everyone and said, "Everyone, I still have something to do, so I will go back first!"

"What's the matter?"

"It's too early!"

"Sit again?"

"Don't drink much yet?"

Everyone is discouraging, but Li Sijie is determined to leave. The squad leader was afraid that he was going to Zhao Jinran. He quickly called the sports committee member and told him to stare at all creatures close to Zhao Jinran, and found that Li Sijie must be alert.

"I'm separated from him ..." It was bad news that I didn't want to return it on the phone.

"Where did he go? Go back?" The monitor asked busy.

"I think he went to the Science Building." The sports committee replied.

"I'm going to the team." Zhao Jinran's close friend on the table knew that he and Lang 7 team often trained in the student union office of the College of Science.

"Is this kid really serious this time?" The squad leader suspiciously hung up. Those of you who were familiar or not familiar with Zhao Jinran were the same classmates who had been together for more than two years. Before contacting the glory of the king, I really didn't see Zhao Jinran particularly interested in anything, even the pursuit of female students.

But this time, think carefully, training him every day is more on time than class.

Everyday leisure time is also spent on games or research strategies.

When Li Sijie just poked it, that kind of anger was never seen in Zhao Jinran. Even at a regular dinner in his sophomore year, they drank a lot of wine and quarreled with the next table. Zhao Jinran was smashed with a wine bottle and broke his forehead with seven stitches.

How much he cares about the glory of the king and his team is very high!

The group of people who are most familiar with and understand Zhao Jinran are thinking quietly. The door of the Student Union of the College of Science was kicked by Zhao Jinran.

"I'm coming!" Zhao Jinran announced loudly, his breath erupted.

Gao Ge glanced at him and frowned, but he still looked at the game in hand. Zhao Jinran continued yelling over there: "You can't lose in the next round! I'm already blowing you out!"

what's the situation?

Everyone focused on the game again, and couldn't help turning his head to look at him, thinking he would explain more. As a result, Zhao Jinran sat in the empty space in the corner at the moment and lay on the table. The snoring sounded like thunder, and he fell asleep.

"Is this stimulated?" Everyone looked at each other.

"Li Sijie?" Zhou Mo speculated. The two were originally drawn by him, and of course he knew that the two were classmates.

"Who is that?" Zhu Jiayin asked curiously without knowing the story.

"Zhao Jinran's classmates joined him in Wave 7, and in one match, Zhao Jinran's data was very beautiful, and he was a little general. Zhao Jinran was very excited, he dismissed and quit directly. Probably so." Summed up. He didn't experience this scene that day, but it made him describe it without thinking, just re-reading the version he had heard.

"Such naked jealousy? Too frustrated!" Zhu Jiayin marveled.

"You're right!" There was a sound from the corner. Everyone was startled, and the result was snoring again.

"Have you slept in the end?" Zhou Mo couldn't help but got up, ran to look at it, pushed it, and didn't respond.

"Ignore it for now." Gao Ge said.

"Okay." Zhou Mo sat back helplessly.

"There is still one of their classmates." Gao Ge said at the moment.

"Oh? Oh!" Zhou Mo was stunned for a while, but suddenly he suddenly remembered: "Yang Qi."

"Yes."

"Yang Qi mocked him?" When Zhou Mo made this guess, his head was already shaking, and his face was written with unbelief.

"That probably won't." Gao Ge said.

"Is that the Huarong team's order?" Zhu Jiayin asked. The players of the Huarong team have introduced them one by one to her in person, and she is all recognized.

"It's her." Gao Ge nodded.

"She doesn't seem to talk much." Zhu Jiayin remembered that day. She sat down, and when she left and came back, Yang Qi only commented quietly on her rhythm: she didn't come to the road much.

This sentence is true that Zhu Jiayin cannot refute, so she really has no bad impression of Yang Qi.

"She is very strong." Gao Ge said, and then looked at Mo Xian: "It will be Mo Xian's opponent for your next game. He Yu should pay more attention to it."

"Okay, bring along the line of soldiers." He Yuying said.

"Blue can steal." Mo Xian said.

"Come." He Yu said.

Everyone couldn't help but talk about the digression, only He Yu and Mo Xian's attention was still focused on the game. At this moment, Gao Ge, who emphasized the attitude of the game, couldn't help but feel ashamed.