The King’s Moment Chapter 14: Fly with me

In order to be relaxed, natural, casual and informal, He Yu never got up when talking to Mo Xian, let alone staring at Mo Xian. It was just that when he asked that question, he half turned around and took a look at Mo Xian, and then turned back, showing that he didn't care.

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

"Okay", two words, to He Yu, it seemed to be an instruction like "don't move and I will kill you", He Yu, who was turning back, suddenly froze there, ears The sound of Mo Xian arranging the books was all around, He Yu seemed to be unable to hear anything else.

He Yu didn't know how long he had been in a daze. Based on his feeling, he felt that he might have been in a daze for a century, so that he couldn't even move his body.

He twisted the body that was about to turn back. When he looked at Mo Xian, before he could say anything, Mo Xian had already handed him a page of paper.

"What?" He Yu asked mechanically.

"My schedule." Mo Xian said.

"Schedule?" The speed of He Yu's brain at this time is like a 4-bit microprocessor in computer terms, which belongs to the most elementary stage in the history of CPU evolution.

"Don't you need to specify the time for training together?" Mo Xian said.

"Isn't our class schedule the same?" He Yu, who couldn't think, would just follow what Mo Xian was saying.

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

"Oh?" He Yu took it in a daze and looked at it. Although it is not a class schedule, it is arranged in the same way as the class schedule. It's just that compared to He Yu's class schedule, Mo Xian's schedule is denser There are too many. He Yu held it in his hand and looked at it for a long time, but he didn't actually read a word. What he raised his head after a while and said had nothing to do with the timetable.

"Did you agree?" He Yu said.

Mo Xian frowned slightly. He obviously didn't like He Yu's 460-degree delay, but he still nodded.

"Why?" He Yu almost blurted out. The 460 that has been going on for a while is actually caused by this problem, and everyone will be troubled by it.

It's like Tang Seng was prepared to travel a thousand miles to encounter ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties, but as soon as he left the Daming Palace, the Buddha descended from the sky and said that you have come, and the scriptures are here, please take care of them. Can this matter be tolerated?

He Yu looked at Mo Xian, and his urgency to know the answer at this moment surpassed La Mo Xian's vision of joining the team. In the end, Mo Xian was a little puzzled: "Why?"

"Uh...Actually, I didn't expect you to 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. Play by myself, or play with you, what's the difference?" Mo Xian said.

"Sounds reasonable..." He Yu said.

"That's all." Mo Xian said.

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

"Okay." After Mo Xian finished speaking, he continued to work on his business. It was nothing more than the trivial things to do after returning to the dormitory every night. It was no different from usual. Like lightning.

The mobile phone turned on the group of Lang 7, and as he expected, Zhou Mo was chatting with Gao Ge about Mo Xian's performance today. Both of them highly recognize Mo Xian's strength, and they both highly look forward to his joining, but at the same time, they both feel that it is very difficult.

He Yu, who seemed to be struck by lightning, felt that this situation could not be just like this, and he wanted to give them some shock, so he raised his head and said to Mo Xian, "I will pull you into our team."

"Okay." Mo Xian said.

So the chat in the small group came to an abrupt end the moment the system notified that a newcomer had joined.

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

Then Schrödinger's cat spoke.

"Hi everyone," he said.

"Here's my schedule," he added.

Then a picture was sent to the group, and He Yu saw Mo Xian put down his phone and continue to work on the things he had to do before going back to the dormitory for a rest.

"???" The three question marks came from Zhou Mo, and it was a private chat with Xiaochuang. He was obviously shocked, or he still had some doubts in his heart, but anyway, Schrödinger's cat was already in the group, and he didn't feel comfortable saying anything in the group, so he came to have a private chat with He Yu.

460's emotions were transferred from He Yu to Zhou Mo in this way, and He Yu, who had returned to normal, replied calmly at this time: "It's done."

"How did you get it done?" Zhou Mo immediately replied.

"It's a matter of one sentence." He Yu said.

"What?" Zhou Mo turned pale with shock.

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

Then there was a long silence, which lasted for half a minute.

"And then?" Zhou Mo asked.

"Then he said yes." He Yu said.

"That's it?"

"That's it."

There was another silence, half a minute passed and it didn't get better. He Yu didn't continue to wait. Based on what he knew about Zhou Mo, he felt that it was impossible to just 460. It would probably have crashed and restarted, so he needed to wait.

Switching the chat window back to the group, one can see that Senior Sister Gao Ge is more calm and meticulous in her work. Mo Xian sent out the timetable, and she immediately looked at the timetable seriously, and after reading it, she made a comment: "Your schedule is very full, how can you have time for training?"

"Time outside the schedule~IndoMTL.com~ He Yu glanced at his phone when Mo Xian walked past the desk, and replied when he found a message.

"Did you mean after 10 o'clock every night?" Gao Ge said.

"Yes." Mo Xian said.

"What about the game time?" Gao Ge said.

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

"What if it really 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.

"There are only two ways." Mo Xian said.

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

"Then I can only make a choice based on the importance of the matter." Mo Xian said.

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

"Zero." Mo Xian replied.

"I'm done talking." Gao Ge said.

"Good night, sister." Mo Xian was polite and knew Gao Ge.

Watching from the sidelines, He Yu and Zhou Mo, who didn't dare to say a word, were almost sweating at this moment. In Gao Ge's mind, the game is something that needs to be taken 100% seriously, but for Mo Xian, the importance of the game is directly zero.

The two watched the system messages, without any doubt that Mo Xian would be kicked by Gao Ge immediately. After all, for Gao Ge, the attitude of the game has always been more important than the technology of the game.

The two waited for a minute, but Mo Xian was not kicked, and Gao Ge seemed to have really finished speaking, and did not make any more noise.

As for Mo Xian, He Yu watched him tidy up a bit and started to crawl on the bed.

"Do you want to start a game?" Mo Xian, who was sitting on the bed, looked at He Yu and asked.

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