The King’s Moment Chapter 43: Position

Zhu Jiayin, who bid farewell to Team Huarong, wandered around the arena, feeling somewhat affected. I had already made up my mind not to deal with the Huarong team, but I happened to watch their game, and after the end, I got a little more embarrassing, really speechless.

But when it comes to the inter-school league, it's not really suitable for watching. There is no big screen for the broadcast of many competitions, so I can only stand behind the players and stretch their necks to look at the mobile phone from a distance. Zhu Jiayin felt that her eyes were sore after watching a few rounds, and she didn't see a wonderful game, so she couldn't help but feel a little bit depressed.

I was thinking about whether to leave. Where I looked, I saw the passing boy standing alone behind a team watching the game, sometimes frowning and sometimes sighing. The head coach in KPL watched He didn't seem to worry so much about his own team's games.

Zhu Jiayin suddenly became interested again, stepped over, and stood opposite the boy, that is, behind the opponents of the team. Looking at the situation, it really matched the boy's expression - the situation here is leading.

Zhu Jiayin looked up and looked at the opposite side. The boy was thinking hard, as if he was thinking about a countermeasure. Zhu Jiayin raised one hand, ready to say hello and smile when the guy looked up, but he just kept staring at the phone screen in front of him, showing no sign of looking up.

"Is it so beautiful?" Zhu Jiayin couldn't help muttering. After looking down for a while, I found that it was similar to the few rounds I had watched before. The level of the players was not very good, and the operation was not exciting. If you have time to watch such a game, why not go back and watch the video of previous KPL games, or the highlight highlights of some anchors.

But looking up, the person on the opposite side is still so devoted, and his emotions are all led away by this game.

He sighed regretfully when he almost snatched the tyrant.

When a wave of outflanking from the side was successful, he excitedly shook his fist a little.

But the situation did not change after all. The team he was standing on was gradually unable to withstand the attack. The second tower and the high ground tower were pushed all the way, and finally exploded the crystal.

"Beautiful!" The victor jumped up and clapped hands to celebrate, while the loser shook his head in depression, and the boy stood behind them, looking very depressed.

Know you? Zhu Jiayin had to have such a guess, otherwise she couldn't explain why this boy was so caring. As a result, just as this thought came to him, the boy turned around and left with his hands behind his back.

Is this... Really passing by again?

How did you manage to enjoy such an ordinary game with such relish?

Zhu Jiayin looked at the boy's back in a daze, watching him walking, walking, and then stopped suddenly. It was another game that no one was watching, so he stopped and watched again.

Zhu Jiayin followed and stood opposite the boy again.

This is a game that has just started 3 minutes into the game. Judging from the head ratio and the number of defensive towers, the two sides seem to be in a stalemate, but soon a new wave of wild areas is refreshed, and the opponent's wave of wild area attacks caught us off guard. , After a wave of 0 for 2, a wave of big rhythm ushered in, and it took the lead in an instant. The boy on the opposite side immediately became emotional following this advantage.

You're not a rookie, are you?

Zhu Jiayin muttered inwardly. Rookies can't see the quality of the game, so they can't see the excitement of the KPL game, and they can't see the flaws in the game of ordinary players. Maybe this is the only way to be happy with such an ordinary game, right?

But when this guy watched the Huarong team's game before, he analyzed it very well!

Zhu Jiayin remembered the time when they met before, and was thinking about it. Suddenly, the team in front of him jumped up, waved his mobile phone and shouted at the referee: "Pause, pause!"

The referee hurriedly suspended the game, walked over and said, "What's going on?"

"Take a call," said the man.

The referee's face suddenly darkened. The rules of the game clearly stated that this kind of thing is not allowed. In the end, this guy seemed to know this rule. He bowed to the referee and the opponent again and again: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's an important call that must be answered. Please understand, understand." Then he ran away with his hands on the microphone up.

What's the matter?

Zhu Jiayin was stunned, as was He Yu on the other side, but he finally saw Zhu Jiayin when he looked up. Zhu Jiayin waved at him preparedly, and He Yujing waved at her too.

After that, He Yu still cared about the game, and kept looking at the person who answered the phone, waiting patiently for him to return. It was a dispensable game, but he was a passer-by spectator, but he looked like he had a beginning and an end. Finally, Zhu Jiayin couldn't help being curious, and walked towards He Yu in a circle.

The caller also happened to return to his seat at this time, and was severely warned by the referee, begging for mercy with a smile on his face. The opponent looked a little helpless, but he didn't say anything in the end. The game continued, and He Yu continued to watch the match, but Zhu Jiayin went around to him.

"Selling teammates." Zhu Jiayin said.

"Ah? Where?" He Yu looked at the screen and searched carefully, and couldn't help standing on tiptoe.

"I mean you~IndoMTL.com~ I wish you good news.

"Me?" He Yu gave her a blank look.

"Those who passed by just ran away, leaving me there for a long time." Zhu Jiayin said.

He Yu recalled it for a while, and was a little stunned, but then he was at a loss: "Do we know each other?" He Yu really didn't know where this teammate started talking.

"At least when we watched that game, we had the same position." Zhu Jiayin said.

"Don't want Huarong to win?" He Yu said.

"Yes." Zhu Jiayin nodded happily.

"What's wrong with them?" He Yu asked.

"Too beautiful, I was rejected." Zhu Jiayin said.

"Will Taixiu be rejected?" He Yu was puzzled.

"I hate my playing style is too orphan." Zhu Jiayin said.

"The key is whether you win or not," He Yu said.

"Winning is winning." Zhu Jiayin said.

"That's enough." He Yu said.

"But they have a long-term view and feel that if they fight like this, there will always be times when they can't win." Zhu Jiayin said.

"Who can still win every battle?" He Yu said.

"Student, you are good at chatting!" Zhu Jiayin exclaimed. She doesn't usually live on campus, and she doesn't have any particularly close classmates or friends. Being disliked by the Huarong team, I still feel a little wronged in my heart, but I can only digest it myself. Taking advantage of the trend, I told this strange boy all at once, but it turned out that this guy went with her mind very well, and every word he said was in line with her heart.

"Just tell the truth." He Yu said.

"For your words, I'll treat you to a cup of coffee." Zhu Jiayin said.

"No need?" He Yu looked at the continuing game with a reluctant look.

"I said, is this game exciting? How can you watch it so enthusiastically?" Zhu Jiayin finally asked her doubts.

"They are all young people who strive to win, and I respect them very much." He Yu said.