The King’s Moment

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Supper has nothing to do with Gao Ge and Zhou Mo's emotions to tell the truth at this time. He Yu proposed that he just felt that he needed to find something to pull them out of his sorrow. Afterwards, Zhao Jinran's shouting was like a tiger's wings. The two's griefs were suddenly crushed and their spirits were revived.

"How long will it take?" Zhou Mo walked to Zhao Jinran's mobile phone to see his match, silently revealing his distrust of Zhao Jinran's judgment. And his suspicion was obviously justified. Zhao Jinran, who said "finished immediately," this round lasted another ten minutes before it was declared over.

"Fuck!" Zhao Jinran jumped on the table.

Everyone was waiting for him, and he took advantage of the situation to watch his game. As a result, a bronze match failed to win, which made Zhao Jinran feel embarrassed.

"Trash teammates." Zhao Jinran thoughtfully and skillfully dumped the pot.

"Let's go." Other people don't take this stubbornly at all, after all, it's likely that Zhao Jinran himself was injured after chatting on the topic of garbage teammates.

"What to eat?" Zhao Jinran asked.

"Anyway." Obviously everyone's mind is not eating, it doesn't matter. In the end, Zhao Jinran, who wanted to invite guests, led the team. Everyone went to the East Gate and searched for a barbecue stall. Then Zhao Jinran slammed Fang Qi and arranged a lot of places.

Sitting in the nightlife of this campus full of fireworks, Gao Ge and Zhou Mo completely returned to normal.

"Don't you drink the wine? Take a good rest today." Gao Ge said when he saw Zhao Jinran holding the beer.

"Don't drink it, I'll drink it." Zhao Jinran didn't take much, just came over with a bottle.

"How much can you drink?" Zhou Mo couldn't help thinking of Zhao Jinran's experience of drunkenly sending them back, and asked with shudder.

"Why, I'm afraid I drink too much?" Zhao Jinran said.

"Yes." Zhou Mo nodded sincerely.

"Then I'll take it easy today." Zhao Jinran said.

"How about being leisurely?" Zhou Mo's earnestness came up, and he didn't stop without asking.

"Just this bottle." Zhao Jinran raised the bottle and danced, then pushed to the four: "Come on, congratulations to us for reaching the final."

The weather was cold, and the four didn't ask for any drinks. They all poured tea. At this time, they picked up steaming glasses and touched Zhao Jinran's bottle.

Zhao Jinran raised his neck and took a big sip. He didn't let go, so he pushed to four people again: "Come on, and wish us victory in the final."

"Slow down, slow down." Zhou Mo said hurriedly, but the four of them picked up the cup again.

Zhao Jinran took another big mouthful, and then looked at the four of them without putting the bottle, as if to say something. The four were ready to wash their ears and listen, and a few seconds later, Zhao Jinran burped loudly and put the bottle down with a calm face.

"Brother drink slowly." He Yu couldn't help saying.

"On this bottle, how can you treat me?" Zhao Jinran said indifferently, followed by what seemed to be to prove this, picked up the bottle and poured himself a sip.

"Then what?" Zhao Jinran said aside as he put down the bottle: "Will Mo Xian not be here tomorrow?"

Everyone did not have the confidence to answer this question, and finally looked at He Yu together. Mo Xian didn't communicate much with everyone on weekdays, and even Zhu Jiayin, who was proactive and worked hard together, didn't talk much to Mo Xian. To talk about the relationship, He Yu, the roommate of Mo Xian, was always closer to him. .

"It shouldn't be." He Yu said, "If he really arranges other things, he will definitely tell us in advance. Although he doesn't care about the game himself, he knows that we care about it, and he won't be troubled by changes temporarily. "

"That's good, that's good." Zhao Jinran said with a sigh of relief: "I confess to everyone! If you don't come, Mo Xian, let me go to him to play in the finals, I really think I am not strong enough, Hold back. "

"Is this still confessing to you?" Everyone else said this in his heart, but Gao Ge said it directly. He Yu quickly patted Zhao Jinran to show his comfort. The opposite Zhou Mo was embarrassed. Zhu Jiayin, who was sitting beside him, had already covered his face and snickered.

"Hehe." Zhao Jinran laughed twice, and there was a bit of melancholy on his face: "I am here, it seems that I have no talent."

"It's hard to say." Gao Ge said again at this time.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I just play casually. It seems that a few of you look very talented," Zhao Jinran said again.

"This is not easy to say." Gao Ge said.

"Mo Xian always has it?" Zhao Jinran said.

"That is of course." Zhu Jiayin said immediately, and the other three nodded.

Mo Xian's technology and consciousness are extremely superb, and new heroes can quickly get started, showing that the game also has a deep understanding. He didn't play much, but he didn't see any hard work and practice. He just treats everything with a serious attitude, so this is a game that many people can't get up and down, but he can have such strength and level. This is not a talent, what can it be?

"Mo Xian is probably the kind of person who can do a great job no matter what he does." He Yu was deeply moved with emotion. Because he is a classmate and a roommate, what he sees in Mo Xian is not only in the glory of the king. There is no need to say much about learning; when it comes to work, Mo Xian was appointed as a temporary class leader because of his excellent performance. He did a very good job. Afterwards, he refused to change his position and once made teachers and students feel regretful; At that time, Mo Xian even had a toothbrush very well, and the doctor deliberately took it out and said that it made He Yu feel speechless.

"If he is willing to spend more time on the glory of the king ..." Zhou Mo made a hypothesis, and then no one answered. Everyone took a breath, and there were only two words in his eyes: terrible.

"Such kind of people really feel pressured when they think about it!" Zhao Jinran sighed.

He Yu does not speak. Zhao Jinran thinks about it, he is still a roommate of Mo Xian! He Yu is now becoming more serious about brushing her teeth. Can this pressure be realized when you think about it?

"No match, no match." He Yu murmured secretly.

"But He Yu is not bad!" Zhao Jinran suddenly turned around and pointed to He Yu.

"I?"

"You're also very talented! Before, I was still a rookie who wasn't as tall as me, now it's so powerful." Zhao Jinran said.

"I have accumulated a lot, mainly." He Yu said.

"That's not the whole reason. Only those who have the heart can transform these accumulations into the ability to use them." Zhao Jinran knew He Yu's situation and lifted the bottle to him.

"Oh, Brother, you say that ..." He Yu was a little embarrassed and quickly raised her to meet.

"So say ..." Gao Ge also picked up the cup. "Some of us, we don't know if we have talents, maybe not. But one thing may be certain that we all have love."

"That's right." Zhou Mo raised his glass.

"There is love." Zhu Jiayin also toasted.

"I also have love. I love bronze!" Zhao Jinran exclaimed.

"Hahaha ..." In a laugh, everyone drank this cup, warming not only the stomach, but also the heart.