The King’s Moment Chapter 20: To win

This game is over, and today's training is almost over. On the other side, Zhao Jinran slept soundly, snoring like thunder, and his saliva began to cover the table. The few people watching were helpless, but Mo Xian packed up his things calmly, and after saying "I'll go first", he was the first one to leave for his evening self-study.

"Zhou Mo, wake him up, we should go too." The captain gave instructions.

Zhou Mo stepped forward and patted, pushed and shouted, finally pushing Zhao Jinran awake. But Zhao Jinran is not sleepy, but drunk, so much effort is far from being sober, his eyes are still blurred, looking at the few in front of him, he doesn't know if he recognizes them, and after slurring two words, he immediately Going to lie down on the table again.

"Oh, don't sleep here anymore, come and let me take you back." Zhou Mo hurriedly held him up, desperately trying to drag him up, and immediately understood what the concept of "drunk into a mess" was. Zhao Jinran couldn't stand up at all, and he couldn't lift the mud up with his own strength.

He met Zhou and rushed up, one left and one right with Zhou Mo, and finally set up Zhao Jinran. Zhao Jinran muttered two words again and again. After a few times, everyone finally heard clearly that he was saying: To win.

The few people looked at each other, and they were no longer as funny as when they saw Zhao Jinran barging in drunk and yelling loudly. Even drunk to this point, what Zhao Jinran couldn't remember was the victory of the next match.

"Brother Zhao is also... a caring person." He Yu sighed. Zhao Jinran, who I first met, didn't care much about the team with Li Sijie, and never came to training. Gao Ge knew that the two of them were just making up numbers, so he had no choice but to endure it.

But soon, to be precise, after Li Sijie quit, Zhao Jinran became more and more serious, and Zhou Mo had the most say on this point. Zhao Jinran's study of the glory of the king is guided by him hand in hand, and he knows best how much time and energy Zhao Jinran has put into it.

Arguing with Li Sijie? Perhaps this was the main reason at first, but now that half the semester has passed, Zhao Jinran's attitude towards the game has not changed, and his anger is still so persistent, which is too fresh and refined.

Perhaps even Zhao Jinran himself didn't know, unknowingly, getting angry with Li Sijie was just an accessory to him.

"You two send him back." Gao Ge said to He Yu and Zhou Mo.

"It can only be like this." Zhou Mo nodded, his tone was a little helpless, but he was more pleased, so he repeatedly muttered these two words to Zhao Jinran.

"Senior Brother Zhou, do you know where it is?" He Yu asked a little more.

"I know, let's go." Zhou Mo said, and the two began to push Zhao Jinran out. Zhao Jinran was really drunk, his legs were like noodles, and he didn't put any effort on the ground. He Yu and Zhou Mo were exhausted from carrying him from the table to the door. The schoolbag that He Yu had casually hung on one shoulder just slipped off and hung on his arm. Take it."

"Okay." As He Yu said, he and Zhou Mo handed the schoolbag to Zhu Jiayin. Gao Ge finally left the office. Before turning off the lights, he glanced at the corner where Zhao Jinran had slept on his stomach, and sighed slightly. He didn't just leave, but also followed behind the group of people.

Sent Zhao Jinran to the dormitory, and his classmates came to accept him. They were all surprised that Zhao Jinran was so drunk. But the ones who had already returned to the dormitory at this time were those who didn't drink much during the previous dinner, and I really don't know how much Zhao Jinran, who was sitting at the drinking table, drank.

He Yu and Zhou Mo successfully completed the mission and left. Zhu Jiayin and Gao Ge, who were carrying their schoolbags outside the building door, were waiting for them together. Zhou Mo was so tired all the way that he didn't even bother to turn his head. He didn't know that Gao Ge was following behind. At this moment, he saw that he was surprised: "Why are you here?"

"I'm afraid the two of you won't do well, and someone needs to change hands." Gao Ge said.

"Then you should make a noise!" Zhou Mo said.

"You really want me to come?" Gao Ge said.

"Isn't that what you said..." Zhou Mo's tone began to drop.

"Brother Zhao should be fine. He has a sober classmate who will take care of him." He Yu introduced the situation while sitting here with Zhu Jiayin to pick up his schoolbag.

"Okay, let's go." Gao Ge said.

"Where are you going, I'm right across the street." Zhou Mo also took back his schoolbag, his dormitory building is opposite Zhao Jinran's building.

"Go and eat something." Gao Ge said.

"I'm not hungry." Zhou Mo said casually, but seeing Gao Ge glaring over, he immediately continued: "But I can sit with everyone."

"Senior sister is mighty!" Zhu Jiayin saw all the details in her eyes, and she really admired her. Such prestige, how did this develop?

"Then let's go." After Gao Ge finished speaking, he walked to the front, and Zhu Jiayin stepped up happily, ready to train the first and second.

He Yu and Zhou Mo, who had just carried Zhao Jinran up the stairs, were out of breath to be honest. They looked at each other for a while, as if they were each carrying Zhao Jinran, and threw their schoolbags onto their shoulders with difficulty , staggeringly followed behind the two girls.

The place for supper is still Dongmen. I just came here with Zhu Jiayin last night, and I will come again today, but this time it is Gao Ge who leads the team, and the style is completely different. Without consulting the few people at all, he had already taken a seat at a roadside stall.

Small ravioli with firewood.

He Yu looked at the name of the stall and knew that there was no need to choose anything today. Yesterday's potato noodles had side dishes, but today the stall is more focused, except for bowls of wontons, there is nothing else.

"Boss, three bowls of wontons." Gao Ge waved his hand.

"Ah?" Zhou Mo was stunned, and finally sat down and put down his schoolbag to take a breath and prepare to replenish his energy. This...

"You're not hungry." Gao Ge said.

"Is it okay to ask for a bowl of soup?" Zhou Mo wanted to cry but had no tears.

"One more bowl, no coriander." Gao Ge glared at him again, then turned to the boss and finished speaking.

Zhou Mo suddenly smiled, sat on the small stool with his schoolbag in his arms, and began to wait happily.

"Everyone heard what Zhao Jinran said." After ordering wontons, Gao Ge turned around and said to the three of them.

"Huh?" The three of them were taken aback.

"To win." Gao Ge said.

"Of course." He Yu said.

"But Huarong is really hard to beat." Gao Ge said.

"Sister, let me introduce you." He Yu said.

"In every round of competition we have experienced before, even including most of the competitions in our training, the breakthrough is actually in the main attack of Mo Xian. His strength is as you can see, compared to most ordinary players There is an advantage, and it is a crushing-level advantage. Using his suppressing-level strength to create an overall advantage has become our usual way of winning." Gao Ge said.

"But this time ~IndoMTL.com~ is different."

"Huarong, who will face Mo Xian on the sidelines, is single Yang Qi, in my opinion, our school is enough to be ranked in the top five... no, the top three players. He is the same as Mo Xian, absolutely Most ordinary players have a crushing advantage."

"Is that sister so powerful?" Zhu Jiayin was surprised. She had a very vague impression of Yang Qi himself, she only remembered the round she played with Hua Rong that day, and Yang Qi's top lane impression didn't have any outstanding performance. It's not like the match with Mo Xian, where the system will broadcast one game at a time, and if he is defeated, he will remind everyone of his existence all the time.

"Because she is different from Mo Xian, Mo Xian will go all out in any game, and most of the time she will have reservations."

"What is there to keep?" He Yu expressed his incomprehension.

"Do you know why she joined the Huarong team?" Gao Ge said.

"Why?"

"Because she feels that such a colorful team, with high-sightedness and low-handedness, will have relatively poor real strength." Gao Ge said. ()