The King’s Moment

Zhao Jinran's words attracted a lot of attention. Although there was a lot of scepticism and ridicule in them, just such attention had already made Zhao Jinran very satisfied. He sits in what he thinks is a handsome position and starts watching the game with a blind eye - although the game hasn't started yet.

Of course the game can't start right away, Wave 7. There's only one person missing! After hearing the explanation of the high song, Wei Xin revealed his helpless face and looked at Soug, but the voice passed through the microphone to the whole field: “A player from Wave 7 is still on his way... are we going to wait? Sir, please come up with an idea. ”

This half joke, coupled with Wei Xinlan's playful tone, led to another laugh. Sugar's side smiled, but was somewhat dissatisfied when he looked at the wave 7 people. Wave 7 really needs one person, which is certainly very beneficial for Suger to win. But for Soog, above the Suger squad, he is the president of the Kings, and he wants to see a successful, weighty, attractive enough race.

For this reason, he did not hesitate to invite professional athletes such as Yu Yazhong to join the club activities. As a result, Wave 7 lost its chain on this side. The finals of such importance are about to go on stage. The people have not arrived yet?

“How did you get back? How long till we get there? Didn't you tell the team when?” Sugar asked Gao song three times in a row, blaming him at a glance, but he didn't have a microphone in his hand right now, and his voice didn't spread in the field.

Faced with Sog's three questions, Gao sings indifferently and looks directly at him: “It's eight o'clock. ”

“It's two minutes before our game officially begins.” Wei Xinlan said beside him.

“Two minutes, if…”

“Coming." Before Soog finished his words, he learned to sing coldly and interrupted him with a loud voice.

The downstage lights are off, but it is rare to see a figure entering through the main entrance to the auditorium and walking towards the stage. Can you walk from there to the stage in two minutes? There is no need for this answer, not even Soog's. If, by the time he sees that a person has appeared, he will have withdrawn it completely.

“Well, our fifth player from Wave 7 has finally arrived, ask the classmate to hurry to the stage.” Wei Xinlan said on stage.

The figure is precisely enviable. When you enter the door, you can see that several of the team members are already on the scene. They have naturally slowed down their steps. Hearing Wei Xinlan's urging, he stopped adjusting. He stepped onto the field on time before 8: 00.

Zhou Mo sighed and picked out his thumb in disdain.

But I never worried that Mo would suddenly disappear. It was strange to see Mo come up.

“Did you put your bag back?” Why?

“Where's the library? ”

“Return it after the fight? ”

“Hmm.” Don't be jealous.

What about the final?

Where's the sword and crossbow?

This is a constant conversation between the two of them that has nothing to do with the finals. It is also a laugh in the heart that Yu Yazhong hears. Such relaxation is a well-deserved campus activity.

He didn't think that Sugar would see it in his eyes, more angry with Wave 7. First of all, he was late, and when he came on stage, he said something irrelevant, which is a disrespect for the Interschool League he valued!

“Take a picture.” He said coldly, and Wei Xin, who was not envious, stood still and turned to look at him.

The two teams took photos with Yazhong before the match, which was also a good part of the discussion. However, at this time, Wei Xinlan also wanted to go up and talk to him to make the scene a bit more natural. As a result, Soug seemed impatient. Want to finish the game quickly?

“Well, now the players on both sides of the race are here. Please take a photo with our finalists and start our finals today!” Wei Xinlan said.

“All right, all right.” Yu Yazhong promised happily, and then when Ren couldn't help but stand in the middle position, Soog and his teammates would reconcile, line up on the left hand side of Yu Yazhong, and the seven or five waves stood towards his right hand. Yu Yazhong looked like a generous elder, waved to his envy: “Late classmate, come and stand! ”

“Who are you?” Don't be jealous of the sight of Yu Ya Zhong, very tight two steps for face, but did not go to Yu Ya Zhong, just quickly stood tight with his Wave 7 teammate.

When the atmosphere on the field is too cold to be cold anymore, people can experience the embarrassment of this time in Central Asia. I want to comfort them but I don't know where to start. I heard what was happening to the serious popularity: “Are you a professional player in KPL, you never pay attention? ”

“Yes,” replied the envy.

Never follow KPL?

The cold atmosphere has finally melted. Playing games alone does not focus on professional games. Of course, there are a lot of such players, and it is natural to not know professional players.

But for Yu Yazhong, there is no way to explain it for a second. Lastly, he stayed in the photograph with an awkward smile in his center and several distracted faces on both sides.

“Then, please invite both players to join us and start our finals today, and work hard for the Great God of Asia.” Wei Xinlan announced as soon as the photo was finished, both teams also fled towards the competition seat. Yuya Chung took a deep breath and nodded with a smile: “You're welcome. ”

“In the meantime, how about I introduce the players of the two teams to the Asia-China God?” Wei Xinlan said.

“No need.” Yazhong smiled and waved, “I've watched a little video of the two teams on the way over. ”

“Wow, the great gods of Asia-China really, come to our Dongjiang University community activities to do homework in advance, I really want to dedicate my applause to you again.” Wei Xinlan said, prompting downstairs to give a wave of applause to Yazhong, before being envied, “Who are you” made a hugely embarrassing Yazhong, so it was not until then that the blood came back completely.

“Anyway, you should! There's a little bit of ground to understand so the game looks more interesting.” Yu Yazhong said.

“Can I ask the Great Ascendant to comment on these two teams in light of what you have learned so far?” Wei Xinlan said.

“Oops, I've seen too little of this to draw conclusions.” Yu Yazhong hastily resigned.

“So... let's just... just watch the game?” Wei Xinlan said.

“Watch the game directly.” Yu Ya Zhongzhong nodded continuously.

Athletes from both sides have also completed the equipment test by then. As far as mobile phones and accounts are concerned, they certainly cannot be officially provided like KPL and are self-contained.

After entering the room successively, the competition officially begins and enters the BP phase, which is exactly the same as the previous competition.

“We all know that BP is a very important part of the career. I wonder if we can predict the BP of the two teams, given what Isia-China God has learned so far? ”

“Well… recently, in KPL, Shields Mountain was fully developed, becoming the first player in many places, and a frequent visitor in BAN. However, among players, this hero who needs teamwork does not have a very high attendance rate. But I found out that our Wave 7 team seemed to use the Shield Mountain formation system more than once. So if I were a Suger team, I would prefer to send this hero of Shield Mountain to BAN.” Yao Ya Zhong analyzed it, and in the end it was also very implicit to use words such as "if it were me” and "preferred choice”, but the voice was down, guessing that the Suger squad of the first BAN had made their first-hand BAN position choice, which was Shield Mountain.

“Applause to the Great God of Asia!” Wei Xinlan immediately brought a wave of rhythm, the scene clapped, and gave Yuya Zhongshen accurate prediction.