The King’s Moment

The presence of the visitor in the yard kept the scene quiet for a long time. Although he is not the biggest player in KPL yet, this is just a college club event. It is unimaginable to invite the main players of this professional team to many colleges, not to mention the second visit to Central Asia. The audience has a kind of excitement with honor.

Yazhong Yazhong on stage is also smiling at this time, frequently waves greetings down the stage, quite enjoyable. After all, Zhang Shiqi, who has a single leader in the division and is good at shooter, has a much bigger reputation than him. Going out with Tianze team, the applause and cheer is dedicated to these two people, this is the second year of the career in the tourist Asia, there are not many moments to greet the admiration alone.

Seems to understand the mood in Yau Ya, Soug stood aside not in a hurry to call a halt to the scene of the hustle, but with everyone clapping to Yau Ya Ya. He didn't bring the microphone back to his mouth until the scene was naturally cooled down.

“This… we are also rarely invited to the top of the list of professional players, how about a few words?” Soog said.

He kept smiling and picked up the microphone from Sugar.

“Hello, I'm Yoo Ya Chung.” He bowed down the stage, clapping and screaming. Yu Yazhong held it for two seconds, which led him to stand up straight. His eyes quickly fell on He Liang, who was sitting in the front row.

He Liang is just a regular staff member of the Student Affairs Department, but because of his status as a former professional athlete, it is common for him to be invited by the King's Society to participate in their activities. Since he is not a member of the King's Society because he is in Wave 7, he and He Liang have not interacted with each other in such campus activities. At this time, we see that Yu Yazhong and He Liang are on one stage, one stage below the other. Why is it so hard on the mind?

Why isn't it the Hundred Senses in the Upstream Subcenter? Once upon a time, this is how he sat under the stage, sat outside the scene, watched Ho Liang play in the field, one game after another, he did not know how many times in his mind he fantasized about the scene of the two characters twisting. But when he really waited for the day he could play, He Liang had completely left the Tianchong team and left KPL. After all, he had never been able to see him like this on stage.

Who knows that this desire, which has been buried for many years, was actually realized in such a trivial campus association event. Looking at He Liang, Yu Ya Zhong kept his smile constant, even more friendly a few points, waved towards He Liang's position: “And my predecessor, hello. ”

“Hmm? …” When he came off the stage, he rang in a sudden sound. After all, He Liang is a past style, even those who know his past identity will not pay special attention to his mind. At this time, I heard this greeting from Yu Yazhong, and saw Ho Liang sitting in that direction. A lot of people suddenly remembered that Ho Liang used to be a Tianchong team fight? So it's not exactly Ho Liang's place to take over in the tournament now?

Focusing more on players with two years of experience in KPL, he immediately remembered the topic of winning the overall championship as soon as the Sky Choice team switched wilds.

However, the subject is embarrassing only He Liang, but standing on stage in Yazhong is proud of the spring breeze. After a special greeting from Ho Liang, he began his speech. He was just glad to be invited to a scene like this. He couldn't hear a word under the stage.

This roaring greeting from Central Asia, like charity, like mercy, is a soft knife with no blood on it.

He looked at his brother He Liang and looked at him in his position. He could see too much on the side. He could not see clearly what he looked like at this time.

A few words from upstream Asia have also been said, when Huarong team Wei Xinlan came to the stage.

“Thank you to our great god of Ya Zhongzhong, and I'm going to have to work hard for you.” Wei Xinlan walked over and said.

“Ah?” Just gave Soog's Mid-Ya look stunned.

“Don't you know that our Chairman Soog is the captain of one of the next two teams to compete, and he's going to hang himself in a row, so our guest position can be vacant. I wonder if it would be such an honor to ask the great gods of Asia to explain this game!” Wei Xinlan said.

“Ahhh... this... I'm afraid I don't know.” Yu Yazhong said.

“If I heard correctly, it would be a yes, wouldn't it?” Wei Xinlan smiled.

“I'll try.” The helplessness of visiting Central Asia.

“Thank you, Chairman. You can go now.” Wei Xinlan began to drive Soug away on suspicion as he spoke. In a laugh at the scene, Soog returned the microphone to Soya Chung and stood aside with a smile.

“Well, to put it mildly, the next two teams in this Interschool League Finals are invited to take the stage.” Wei Xinran said that Yu Yazhong and Soug together led the clap, and the four men on the Suger battlefield immediately got up and walked toward the stage. The seven or four waves are facing each other at this time. This is all about to go on stage. Don't envy that no one is there yet.

“What should we do? What should we do?" Zhou Mo was nervous and incessant.

“We'll talk about it on stage.” Gossip said, leading the way up.

“Probably on the way.” Why say.

“Why don't you call me?” Zhou Mo's eyes almost begged, why nodded and was about to unplug the phone, listening to the good news standing up on this side of the phone already spoke: “Hello? Don't you envy me? I'm Jiayin, the game is about to start. Why aren't you here yet? ”

“Oh, on the way? ”

“Okay, you go as fast as you can. ”

After three or two sentences, he looked despicably at what had happened and Zhou Foam: “When did it come to grinding? ”

“Look, I said on the way, right?” The look on my face said to Zhou Fo.

Zhou Mo finally relaxed this time. That's all you have to do, a few minutes late and all that explains.

Then the four of them walked up to the stage, and the number of people watching them on and off the stage naturally came as a surprise.

“Why is there only four players on this team?” Yu Yazhong asked in surprise. Those previous statements, including Wei Xinlan's invitation to explain guests, were well discussed offstage. But there were only four people in a team, and what part of it he didn't know, subconsciously curious to ask.

The audience under the stage was also unclear. Only Zhao Jinlan stood up in a corner of the audience and raised his sleeve: "Looks like it's time for me to shine. ”

After that, he began to change places with the people beside him, and he heard the explanation given by the high song on the side of Wave 7: “Another one is on his way. ”

“Did you hear that? That means me, please excuse me.” Zhao Jinran smoothly said to the people who stopped him next to him.

A lot of people looked at him at a time, and the people standing on the stage saw it more clearly. Zhou Mo Ee did not know what to say, but Gao Song grabbed the microphone and announced to the whole scene: “Zhao Jin, not you, you sit down. ”

“Ah, didn't you say me?” Zhao Jinran heard, subconsciously talked to Gao Song, the voice naturally could not be transmitted to the stage, but the footsteps finally stopped.

There was a smile around him, but Zhao Jinran didn't show any fright, and returned to his seat. As he sat relieved and wiped his sweat, he shouted: “So they didn't want me to go up. Looks like they were trying to slow Suger down. It's too bad. ”