The King’s Moment

Everything was unexpected. Zhou Mo was so excited when he heard Ho Liang's suggestion. After half a day of sighing at the two brothers, they finally barely understood. Zhou Mo muttered: “May I? ”

“I think your style is appropriate, and it depends on your own determination and effort.” He Liang smiled.

“Thank you, but one more question, Mr. Ho. How do you know my style so well? Why did you say that?” Zhou Mo asked.

“I've seen a lot of games you've been training together.” He Liang smiled.

“Ah...” Zhou Mo was surprised. I had no idea that there were always professional players watching training games during this time. But he didn't make love to himself. He knew that he was mainly watching his own brother. He looked at what happened with envy: “It's so good to have a professional brother! ”

When you laugh, you are naturally quite proud, but the more humble you are, the less you should be, right? So he stopped saying anything after he said "hey."

A good meal comes up and the three of us eat and talk, the topic is naturally inseparable from the king's glory. Zhou Mo seized the opportunity. He Liang was eager to hear the gossip of the professional circle, and the reward was full. Coming back to the beginning, after Zhou Mo made a strong determination, He Liang closed his smile and said very seriously: “If you are sure you want to work this way, I have one more suggestion for you. ”

“Teacher He said.” Zhou Mo hurried.

“Get ready to be a loser.” He Liang said.

“Ah?” Zhou Mo stunned. He Liang's final suggestion was not a guide or encouragement. It was such a discouragement.

“Everyone aspires to succeed, and some even gamble on everything. But in the arena, there is only one champion, diligence, sweat, talent, experience, everything is not absolutely guaranteed by the champion, it's just improving your chances of a final victory, which is infinitely close to 100%, but it can never be 100%, so be prepared to end up as a loser.” He Liang said.

“I understand.” Zhou Mo nodded solemnly. Although, at this level, He Liang suddenly talked to him about his career championship and made him feel a little ridiculous, how could he not understand the logic in He Liang's words?

It's not just championship gains and losses; every round of the career, every game, sieves a loser. Nobody here can keep winning 100%, and everyone has a shadow of failure that never goes away. So you have to learn to face failure and be prepared to experience failure in order to qualify for this thorny path that will never be smooth.

“I understand, too.” Why nodded beside him. He Liang said this to Zhou Mo, but why not to him?

He Liang saw the two men's solemn appearance and smiled instead: “The rational man will say that it is up to everyone to do it. It's me, but I'm still learning to accept failures. ”

He Liang laughed at himself and waved at the waiter, but quickly closed the bill for the meal.

“Eh... I should have come!” It's too late for Zhou Foam to come forward.

“Next time.” He Liang stood up and said, then looked at what had happened: “I left first. ”

“Oh.” Why nodded.

“Goodbye, Mr. Ho.” Zhou Mo rose up to give the courtesy. He Liang waved his hand and said goodbye, then left step by step.

“Let's go too.” Why did you get up when it happened?

“Where are we going?” Zhou Mo Shuang, it seems like he only had this lunch date, right?

“There's still a game this afternoon, don't you want to keep looking at our opponents?” Why say.

“I've seen all the opponents I might encounter in the next round. If you look down, it's too broad, but wait till the next round.” Zhou Fo said.

“Well, do you want to train that afternoon?” Why?

“Training was late, and the song went out.” Zhou Fo said.

“Where have you been? ”

“I went shopping with a friend, and I wanted to call her for dinner.” Zhou Fo said.

“So what do we do?” What happened was very distressing.

“Well... Actually, I'm a little busy this afternoon, so why don't you do your homework first, and I'll see you at training tonight?” Zhou Mo said.

“Well...” Why did you say goodbye to Zhou Fo after being helpless? Watching Zhou Mo leave, what came to mind was the figure of his brother He Liang when he left.

It's me, but I'm still learning to accept failure.

The whispering of his heart revealed a mood that He Liang could not see from the face. I almost burst into tears at that moment. He Liang was saying to Zhou Fo, what happened, but also to himself. It was only for him that readiness to accept was in the past, that he was taking on failures, and that a year had passed and he was still learning to accept.

I couldn't even think about it, so I was eager to do something. All the partners are busy with their own business. Do your homework... I'm afraid this is not the kind of distraction that scholars can use.

My phone received WeChat when I left the cafeteria rather unpleasantly. Why did you take it out? It was Jiayin who replied to the message in the morning.

“I am very good, and if the team is worth it, it's not worth joining.” Then attach a tongue-inspired, playful look.

“Trust me, trust me!” Why are you so brief? After joining Wave 7, he also mixed up with the King's Circle at Dongjiang University for a while. From all the stories of personal experience and hearsay, he really didn't understand why everyone's opinions on the high song were so big. If it's someone who really likes the game and is willing to play it well, Ming Gao is the best partner, and he thinks so himself.

Plus Zhou Mo brother, who is steady and caring for people, amazing strength, and himself... Well, we need to continue to improve technologically, but consciously rarely make mistakes of the future strong, the wave 7 is reliable, how can you be honest and strong, not at all faint.

“Do you have any more games tomorrow?” Good news, "he replied.

“Not tomorrow. Next week.” Why did you come back?

“I'll see you guys at the game next week.” Good news.

“Well...” Why don't you say more, know that Zhu Jiayin is also to examine them, and then gave Zhou Mo WeChat: “Next week, are our opponents strong? ”

“Kind of awesome.” Zhou Mo replied, "After three rounds, the team that can stay will generally have a bit of strength. And next Monday there will be major versions of the game, new heroes, new gear, and field adjustments, which will change dramatically and may lead to variables, or should be treated with caution. ”

“Oh, oh. The girl I know, she just replied to me and said she wants to see us make a decision next week at the game.” Why talk about it.

“Is this about looking at our strength? ”

“Probably, right? ”

“The squad you're going to meet next week is called the Clouds, you can also find out.” Zhou Fo said.

“Okay.” Why reply?

Meanwhile, outside the North Gate of Dongjiang University, the Blue Mountain Cafe is best known for its king honor players on campus. Zhu Jiayin just dropped his phone, and opposite her, a boy just ended his conversation at this moment.

“That's what I think of the new version. What do you think?” The boy said.

“Uh, I haven't thought about it yet.” Jiayin said.

“Oh, this is the conclusion that we've tested in the costume for a while, and I personally think it's worth it, at least in our in-school league, to surprise everyone.” The boy said.

“Mmm.” Jiayin nodded.

“Think about it, our new version of the method is to tilt resources to the field, so we need an excellent field to fully leverage the advantages of resource tilting. I hear there's a team who don't want to wish their classmates too much fun? That's a coincidence. We need you to fly us alone.” The boy said again.

Thank you. Thank you so much. ”Zhou Jiayin almost always wanted to stand up and bow, and felt that he could reward the other party for this kind of courtesy, just to put it back," but I still wanted to see your team make a decision next week at the game. ”

“Then there's a week left. It will be officially updated next Monday. Please join us for a test and feel it clearly?” The other side said.

“This... mainly my team of friends are inviting me, I also promised them to watch an official game before making a decision!” Jiayin said.

“Oh? Is it our school?” The boy asked.

“Yes.”

“Which team? ”

“Wave 7. ”

“Wave 7?” The boy's face shows a surprising look, "Our opponent next week is Wave 7...”

“What a coincidence, then...” Zhu Jiayin obviously didn't expect such a coincidence, very surprised.

“Wave 7...” The boy seemed to be ready to say something, but when he thought of the result of Zhu Jiayin being spouted by the Flower Fighters, he finally endured to say three words and four words to Wave 7.

“Then watch us play next week.” He said confidently.