The King’s Moment

“Let's go.”

“Gone.”

“See you tomorrow. ”

“Huh?”

The night was not too late, but the purpose of relaxing was fully achieved. At the separate intersection, the five people were saying goodbye with a smile. They suddenly saw a familiar figure walking slowly under a bypass lamp. They saw the five people at the intersection and stopped walking.

“Don't be jealous.” Why did you wave hello and then smile at the others? It was a pleasant evening and unfortunate that everyone was not envious, and the result was to turn around and meet here. Though separate, at this last moment, the Wave 7 team finally came together in full and let them all feel a destined little beauty.

“Is it over?” Don't envy the five of you walking over.

“No, it's over. Go get something to eat. Aren't you hungry? Do you want a snack?” Jiayin was very active in welcoming the envy, and everyone else was staring at the back.

“You just didn't eat enough?” Zhao Jinran shook in amazement and thought inexplicably about Jiayin's meal volume.

Jiayin glared at him, but the envious answer came.

“No, thank you.” Don't be jealous, "he said." Do you want to go? ”

“Go." When he turned to greet several people and looked at the good news, he gave a very sorry expression.

“Go, go, go.” I wish Jiayin no courtesy as to what happened, and I drove him off in an exhilarating manner.

“Let's go, let's go.” Why don't you stop talking and leave first? There was nothing for the two of them to say along the way, but they walked in silence, but this quiet situation when they were not envious had become accustomed to, it would not be as embarrassing as it used to be, there was always nothing to talk about. Think of the good news, it's just that you can't adapt to this other way of getting along, and it's always very positive and enthusiastic, and then... and then there's nothing left, and that's the worst part.

“What are you laughing at? ”

This is just to wish Jiayin misery. Don't be jealous to say a word next to him.

“Ah, did I laugh?” How can you say that?

“Mm-hmm.” Don't nod.

“Oh, I just remembered Jiayin.” How can you say that?

“Oh.” Don't be jealous, but don't ask. If you look at him, you won't say much more. Zhou Jiayin's intimacy to Mo is so obvious, can't he be unconscious? He doesn't have to say anything because he doesn't think so. It's not enviable. It's super opinionated. Everything is handled well. I don't envy it.

The two returned to their bedrooms, each packed up, and their daily bedtime rivalry was not abandoned on the eve of the final. Jiayin has mastered their pattern and meets in the game every night at this moment. But when I entered the game today, I found that Zhu Jiayin was not online.

“Fly?” When the game was cut out, WeChat asked for good news and did not receive a response.

Has this nail been touched tonight, causing Zhu Jiayin to be severely wounded? Why did he mumble? He didn't envy that the invitation had been sent in the game. Why did he accept to join the team? He didn't envy that he would start immediately. He waited a little while and looked up and asked what had happened: “Is anybody there? ”

“No reply.” Why not?

“Oh.” Don't be jealous, the game started.

Once in the game, why focus immediately? However, despite the effort, there is still some soy sauce under the backing of strong performance. It may be your fault to think about the talent discussion at night and feel contrasted with the existence of this angry death.

This inning eventually led to victory, with three passers-by teammates cheering "666” for the enviable Schrödinger's cat as the enemy crystal exploded.

Looking at the final game data, why is it no worse than those three passers-by teammates, but no more than envy...

Wrong, wrong, shouldn't compare.

When he quit the game, he cut out the game and looked at WeChat, and countless messages popped up, all in reply to good news. The first “fly fly”, about ten minutes apart from the invitation to “fly”, followed by various screenshots, is all about how the death occurred in this round.

Severe disability?

I've been thinking too much! Just wish Jia Yan the strength in front of him, saying that the shameless face of dead skin is a bit too hurtful, but at least it is also the level of openness and the ability to return blood. Seriously? Cheng bites the gold, but the more the blood is, the stronger the attack! This time, it was wrong again.

“Is it over? Pull me.” A new message jumped out of the window.

So back in the game, La Chiayin joined the team, and as usual, the three of them played two games together, and the day ended.

When I fell asleep the next morning, I saw Mo Jealous packing the books as usual. Didn't see how he woke up with his hands on his feet and finally left quietly with his bag on his back.

It's supposed to be... finals day, right?

Don't envy the usual rhythm that makes it a little difficult to realize that today is actually quite a special day for their house. Speaking of which, when the two of them came back yesterday, all the classmates they met in the hallway would ask about it and say hello to the two of them, and they didn't have any of this atmosphere in their own house.

It's the final!

You can't be paralyzed by an enviable rhythm when you remind yourself. Thinking about touching the phone and looking at it, Wave 7's WeChat group, the high songs and Zhou Foam are up early, we've been talking for a while. Say hello to the two of you.

“Do something during the day?” Follow what happened. The tournament time is 8: 00 PM, and there are still 12 hours left in the moment, so there's nothing to be done about how to spend those 12 hours. He couldn't do that. It would be better if he wanted to come with his teammates.

“If you have time, come along as a game enthusiast, and don't wait until the official game starts tonight.” Gao said.

“All right, all right.” Why hasten to say yes?

“Don't be jealous?” High song asked again.

“Gone to self-study.” Why not?

There was silence in the group. This is an unexpected answer, but the one who hears it is still going to come up with a god.

“Let's have a few of us.” Gao said.

“Immediately?” Why?

“Have you had breakfast?” Ask the high song.

“Actually, I'm still in the nest...” How can you say that?

“Don't be jealous, but you've gone to self-study.” The song coldly echoed.

“I'll be up in a minute. ”

“I'll see you at 9: 00. I'll ask the office to use it today. If not, I'll meet you somewhere else. Where's Jiayin?” The high song said, and at the end of the day, Et had some good news.

I'm sure this one hasn't come back yet. The student council responded quickly, but for the wave 7 that broke into the finals, the office that was supposed to be used said it was useless. Who let the wave 7 have three major players in science school?

Student Association Vice President Sun Seung-Jong led the Mighty Kong team, who once lived directly in the academy, and indeed they were the best in science school. But since their team was eliminated from the inter-school league, and the waves of Wave 7 all the way up, Sun Chengzhong discovered that the courtyard had definitely designated Gao Song, Don't Envy and Why, they seemed to be competing against each other only for the remaining two seats.

Fortunately, this competition is not too damaging. After all, the king's glorious athlete speaks his place. The three waves occupy the remaining two pits in their respective positions, and the Five Powerful Vajra group will take their seats in opposite positions. Just pity the other three, silently crushed by the Wave 7 and 3 with their results. Listen, the chairman can't stay on the phone with Gao Song, "OK, no problem, use it." Turn around and arrange the office for Wave 7 in the group today. Don't disturb anyone. Sun Chengzhong is still a little sour.

But what can be done? Luckily my place is on the order, sparse is where you can have a seat.

Sun Chengzhong, who can no longer save his teammates, can only be thankful that his position does not overlap with the Three Person Group of the Lang 7 Faculty.