The King’s Moment

The situation is clear. Soog and his Suger squad were playing the game, and when they got a call from their referee, they left the game alive to deal with it. It's only a few minutes before and after, but it's been a long time for a championship contest. As a result, instead of being at a disadvantage, the Suger squad won by four to five of these minutes, and when Suger came back, he simply admired the scene of the other crystal explosion.

The strength of the Suger squad can be seen here. Their teammates didn't feel so bad about it, the referee didn't feel so unfair to stop it, and Suger's opponents didn't feel so despised about it. They seemed 100% ready to fail, and they were numb about the result, all sighs were focused on luck, not any part of the game, but simply the drawing of lots encountered Suger.

“Congratulations.” Sugar, nodded by seven of the waves, continued to talk to them as they walked out of the racetrack.

“Congratulations, too.” Gao said.

Together in the third grade, they went to school together, joined the King's Glory Society, and together, through the strength of man, impressed the old members of the Society. But after that, Gao Song, because he was different from everyone else's view or philosophy, did not dare to leave the association. Soog soon became the backbone of the association, until the chairman, who managed the King's Honor Society to become more prosperous, has become one of the most famous and largest student associations of Dongjiang University.

The teams organized by each of the two men also had different lives. Gao Song's Wave 7 has had no decent, regular members since the first semester except Zhou Foo, and his performance in the inter-school league is not worth mentioning. And Suger? Except for the first semester when they adjusted, they have been a very solid team, not only have they been monopolizing the In-Campus League at Dongjiang University, but they have also done well in some of the bigger games they have been playing out of campus.

So a victory in the inter-school league has been taken for granted in their eyes, and this congratulation from the high song doesn't sound like a scene to them at all, and they all show their expressions that they don't think otherwise.

Only Sugar nodded, “Thank you. ”

“Let's go." The song said, then took the lead and left. Zhou Mo nodded to the song and followed. Zhao Jinran and Li Sijie are idle fish players. They don't have much feelings about the King's Society or anything. Naturally, they won't take Soog, the president of the King's Society and the famous master of the school too seriously, and leave without looking away.

However, how did you meet the people in front of you? At this time, you nodded like Zhou Mo and stayed behind. Then you heard Soog say, “Backward system? ”

Why was he stunned, but then nodded: “Hmm. But not much. ”

“Oh? Didn't they all collapse across the street?” Sugar was surprised.

“If you reverse the blue, it collapses… not the rhythm of the hindquarters system.” Why tell the truth?

“That's right...” Soog didn't watch the game before, just listened to the referee briefly. Because Zhang Chenghao was spraying and hanging up, the referee naturally took several major tricks of the backpack as the focus of narrative. That kind of listening is really like the rhythm of the backpack. But the fact is that the initiator of the rhythm is actually Sulley, the high singer. Several waves of rhythm were fought at her instigation. As for how to hit Luna in the grass like that last big trick, it was just a partial capture of a human head, not a big rhythm. Nobody expected this blow to blow Zhang Chenghao's mind.

“What happened.” At this point, they stopped and shouted what happened.

“Coming." He answered, nodded to Suger and followed by Wave 7.

“How can we tell our competitors about our important tactics?” After the encounter, Zhou Fou complained that they had not gone too far and apparently heard the conversation with Soug.

“They?” He looked back at Suger.

“You don't think we deserve to be their competitors?” Zhou Mo is a little upset.

“No.” Why, “they say,“ they're not like us, and if they do, they're already in the finals. Back then, it wasn't a secret tactic, was it? ”

“Oh, is that so?” Zhou Mo was anxious to find out the schedule stored on his phone. Because there were a lot of teams in the first round, this watch was huge, Zhou Foam searched to find that the first round of wave 7 was going to touch the emperor, his head was a little dizzy, and he hasn't noticed much since. Wave 7 and Suger are really in different parts of the country and can only be the final.

So it seems, instead of looking at the light wave 7, he himself is a little inferior...

Zhou Mo was a little embarrassed. He reached out and patted the scene. However, he could not say anything at this time. Finally, he smiled embarrassingly. When his eyes finally moved away from this, he saw the high song staring at him. Faced with this old friend, he had to say that his years of experience made Zhou Mo a little tricky. “To celebrate our first victory, I invite everyone to eat ice cream and wait for me to buy it!” After that, I flew to the student supermarket...

“What dynasty, and what's the top eight? It doesn't feel great!” In terms of data, Zhao Jinran is excellent, and he has always been one of the most excited. To this day someone finally mentioned the victory, and he immediately bragged with pride.

“That's just lucky for you.” But instead of waiting for Gao to sing and say anything, his companion Li Sijie threw up his cold water first.

“Jealous, you're naked jealous.” Zhao Jinran pointed at Li Sijie.

“Jealous of you? Hehe!” Li Sijie heavily “hehe” sounded and went straight away.

“What... what's going on?” Zhao Jinran also found himself seemingly unhappy, looking at the back of his departure for a while, some blindly looking at the high song and what happened.

“This…” Why did you scratch your head?

“It was jealous.” The high song nodded. These cautions between the players she sees a lot. Zhao Jinnan was playing with Li Sijie, and determined that he was better than Zhao Jinnan. As a result, Zhao Jinran's data was quite prominent, but Li Sijie's flat beard was the least present of the seven or five waves. Though Luna was also given a head, that is to say, drugged down in the battle of the Wilderness Regiment, he was not perceived to exist and be important. Then Zhao Jinran had to be desperately proud of Deser. Li Sijie was unhappy, and that was it.

“Sister Gengzheng...” Why did she say without a word? He also noticed a little bit and hesitated to say whether or not he was provoking a relationship. And then the high songs ignored it, and they said whatever they saw.

“As for?” Zhao Jinlan also reacted suddenly. He began to say that jealousy was purely a joke. Now he knows that it was crooked and made Li Sijie angry. He was more familiar with Li Sijie than he was with any other encounter or song. When he thought about it, he realized that it was true, and he was also a little upset.

Zhou Mo came back with a bag of ice cream and looked left and right. Li Sijie was not found.

“Where's Li Sijie?” He asked.

“Let's go," Zhao Jinran muddled.

“What are you doing there?” Zhou Mo asked while sending out the ice cream and found the atmosphere to be somewhat wrong.

“I can't fight myself, I can't see anyone else better!” Zhao Jinran took the ice cream and took a bite in anger.

“That…”

“No need to speak for him, I still know him.” Zhao Jinlan waved and stopped Zhou Mo from speaking.

Zhou Mo was helpless and had to shut up. A few people did not talk and were bored to eat ice cream. Zhao Jinlan was the first to finish his meal. The last spatula said: "Celebrate the victory. I'll buy dinner today. Come on! ”