The King’s Moment Chapter 52: No atmosphere

"Let's go."

"Let's go."

"See you tomorrow."

"Huh?"

The supper didn't go on too late, but the purpose of relaxing was completely achieved. At the intersection, the five people were saying goodbye to each other with smiles, when they suddenly saw a familiar figure walking unhurriedly under a street light, and when they saw the five people at the intersection, they stopped in their tracks.

"Mo Xian." He Yu waved his hand and smiled at the others. Everyone regretted that Mo Xian was not there during the enjoyable supper at night, but they turned around and met here. Although it was time to part, at the last moment the members of Wave 7 finally assembled, which made them feel a little happiness that was destined.

"Is it over?" Mo Xian walked over to meet the five people.

"No, it's over early, let's go eat something. Mo Xian, are you hungry? Would you like to have a late-night snack?" Zhu Jiayin greeted Mo Xian positively, while the others behind him were dumbfounded.

"Aren't you full just now?" Zhao Jinran exclaimed in surprise, thinking about Zhu Jiayin's appetite in puzzlement.

Zhu Jiayin gave him a hard look, but Mo Xian's answer had already come.

"No, thank you." Mo Xian said while looking at He Yu: "Let's go?"

"Let's go." He Yu turned his head to greet several people, and when he looked at Zhu Jiayin, he showed a very regretful expression.

"Let's go, let's go." Zhu Jiayin was not very polite to He Yu, and drove away angrily.

"Let's go." He Yu said no more, and left with Mo Xian. The two of them didn't talk much all the way, they just walked in silence, but He Yu was already used to this kind of quietness when they were with Mo Xian, and he wouldn't feel awkward like before, always looking for something to say. Thinking about Zhu Jiayin, I just can't adapt to this alternative way of getting along, always very positive and enthusiastic, and then...then there is no further, this is the worst.

"What are you laughing at?"

Just as I wanted to wish Jiayin's misery, Mo Xian suddenly said something next to Leng Buding.

"Huh? Did I laugh?" He Yu said.

"Yes." Mo Xian nodded.

"Oh, I just remembered classmate Zhu Jiayin." He Yu said.

"Oh." Mo Xian replied, but didn't ask what happened. He Yu glanced at him and said no more. Zhu Jiayin's closeness to Mo Xian is so obvious, will Mo Xian be unaware? He Yu didn't think so, so he didn't need to say anything. That's Mo Xian, super assertive, Mo Xian who handles everything well, how can he come up with any ideas?

The two of them returned to the dormitory and cleaned up after each other, and the daily game before going to bed was not abandoned just because of the eve of the final. Zhu Jiayin has mastered their rules, and waits for them in the game at this moment every night. But after entering the game today, I found that Zhu Jiayin was not online.

"Fly?" He Yu cut out of the game and asked Zhu Jiayin on WeChat, but he didn't receive a response.

Could it be that the nail hit tonight made Zhu Jiayin seriously injured and bloody? He Yu muttered to himself, Mo Xian had already sent an invitation in the game, He Yu accepted to join the team, Mo Xian didn't start right away, but waited for a while, raised his head and asked He Yu: "Is there no one else?"

"No reply." He Yu said.

"Oh." Mo Xian responded and started the round.

As soon as he entered the competition, He Yu immediately concentrated on it. But despite his hard work, there is still some soy sauce under the background of Mo Xian's strong performance. He Yu couldn't help but think of everyone's discussion about talent at night, and felt that it might be his own fault to compare with this irritating existence.

This round finally came to victory under the strong leadership of Mo Xian. At the moment when the enemy crystal exploded, three passers-by teammates cheered "666" for Mo Xian's Schrödinger's cat.

Looking at the final game data, He Yu is no worse than those three passer-by teammates, but compared to Mo Xian...

Wrong, wrong, it shouldn't be compared.

He Yu withdrew from the game, cut out of the game and glanced at WeChat, countless messages popped up, all of which were Zhu Jiayin's replies. The first "Fei Fei Fei" was about ten minutes after He Yu's "Fei" invitation, and then there were various screenshots, all of which were He Yu's heroic appearance in this round of death.

Severely injured and residual blood?

I really think too much! Just Zhu Jiayin's strength in front of Mo Xian, saying that she is shameless and shameless is a bit too hurtful, but at least it is Cheng Yaojin's level of frankness and blood recovery ability. seriously injured? residual blood? Cheng Yaojin's attack power is stronger the more blood he has left! This time, I was wrong again.

"Is it over? Pull me." At this moment, a new message popped up in the window.

So they went back to the game and pulled Zhu Jiayin into the team. As usual, the three of them played two rounds together, and the day ended like this.

When he woke up early the next morning, he saw Mo Xian packing up his books as usual. He didn't see that He Yu had woken up, he kept his hands light, and finally went out quietly with his schoolbag on his back.

Today should be... final day, right?

Mo Xian's normal rhythm made He Yu realize that today is actually a very special day for their family. Speaking of which, when the two of them came back yesterday, the classmates they met in the corridor would ask about this and cheer them up, but they didn't have such an atmosphere in their room.

Final! It's the final!

He Yu reminded himself that he should not be paralyzed by Mo Xian's rhythm. Thinking about taking out his phone, he saw that in Lang7's wechat group, Gao Ge and Zhou Mo also woke up quite early and had been chatting for a while. He Yu sent an emoji to say hello to the two of them.

"What do you do during the day?" followed He Yu and asked. The game time is eight o'clock in the evening, and there are still twelve hours before now, He Yu is at a loss as to how to spend these twelve hours. He couldn't do what Mo Xian did, so it would be better to be with his teammates.

"If you have time, let's come over and play the game together, and don't wait until the official game at night to start today's first game." Gao Ge said.

"Okay, okay." He Yu hurriedly agreed.

"Where is Mo Xian?" Gao Ge asked again.

"I went to self-study." He Yu said.

There was silence in the group. This is an answer that is not surprising, but people who hear this answer still have to be in a daze.

"Let's just have a few of us." Gao Ge said.

"Right now?" He Yu asked.

"Have you had breakfast?" Gao Ge asked.

"Actually, I'm still under the covers..." He Yu said.

"Mo Xian has already gone to self-study~IndoMTL.com~ Gao Ge replied coldly.

"I'll get up right away."

"I'll see you at nine o'clock. I'll ask if the office is available today. If not, we'll meet in another place. Where's the good news?" Gao Ge said, and at the end Aite wished good news.

This person must have not woken up yet, and there is no reply. The response from the student union was quick. For Lang 7, who had entered the finals, the green light was given. The office that was supposed to be used said it was useless. Who made Lang 7 have three main players from the Faculty of Science?

The Dali King Kong team led by Sun Chengzhong, the vice president of the student union, once regarded itself as a college team, and they were indeed the leaders of the Faculty of Science. But ever since their team was eliminated from the inter-school league, and after Wave 7 made great strides all the way, Sun Chengzhong discovered that Gao Ge, Mo Xian, and He Yu had been internally designated as team players by the academy. compete with each other for the remaining two places.

Fortunately, this competition is not too hurtful. After all, players in Glory of Kings also talk about position. The three of Wave 7 occupied the remaining two pits in their respective positions, and it was enough for the Dali King Kong five to sit in alignment. It's just pity for the other three, who were quietly crushed by the three of Lang 7 with their record. Listening to the president's phone call with Gao Ge, "It's ok, no problem, just use it", then turned around and arranged for the office in the group to be used by Lang 7 today. Everyone, don't bother, Sun Chengzhong still feels a little sour .

But what can be done? Fortunately, my position is the top order, and I can vaguely have a place.

Sun Chengzhong, who was already unable to save his teammates, could only be thankful that his position did not overlap with the trio of Lang 7 Institute of Science.