The King’s Moment

This is the end of the competition, some people will be happy and others will be worried, even if it is a good and close partner on weekdays, when the results of a match come out, it is most likely a double day of sadness.

Zhou Mo estimated that he was around at this time. Though Gao's emotions were not revealed, his team's attitude was clear. As a result, the Tianchong team, in the general division of three to one, grasping the great situation of three points, was actually pulled three times in a row by the one-time team, painfully losing the overall championship, and with Zhou Foam's understanding of the high song, it must be great anger at this time, can't wait to harvest the whole field.

Why, he Liang brothers side, because of some past with Heavenly Choice, at this time, seeing Heavenly Choice team pain loss, fear of turbulence ileum, without standing up, longitudinal arms shouting is already a great restraint, right?

So... don't fight!

Sitting in the foam between the two sides, I feel that I am taking on the responsibility at this time, and adjusting the emotions of both sides so that everyone can live together in harmony is just what he needs to shoulder!

“Cough...” Zhou Mo cleared his throat and prepared to speak.

“What do you think?” The high song on the right takes the lead.

“Too bad.” Zhou Mo sighed. In fact, he didn't have that kind of emotion in his mind when he didn't stand on any team, and it was all the freaking excitement and excitement of watching a great final live. But since Gao was asking, he immediately adjusted his emotions and tried to synchronize with Gao.

“It's not a shame.” As a result, there's no answer.

Gunpowder smell!

Zhou Foam has a sharp sense of smell, his figure suddenly turns, sees how to encounter, and brings his eyes to light.

Somehow he didn't look at him. Although he was talking to Gao Song, his eyes were on the playing field.

“If the pool of heroes in Ya Ya is this level, then it will take about four to zero days to win the game. After losing a round, BP made them feel a little uncomfortable targeting the field. It was time for the finals to come up with their carefully prepared line-up and tactics for the heavens. From this point of view, although it's time to wrestle three rounds in a row, I think they have plenty of spare time. They didn't take out this array when they scored... uh, but not all of them. They took it out when they scored, and when they hit the peak duel, the choices would be prepared, so less passive. All in all, I think the Tianchong team actually did a good job of taking the lead in getting to the track, and I guess it was a bit of a panic at the time. But burying them as killers in the Big Joe system at the end, it's probably a championship team that will have confidence!” Why did Slow Slow Slow Slip Slip, staring at the field, thinking while talking?

Zhou Mo was surprised. He didn't know if he heard the taste was wrong. From the moment he encountered this, he felt a few regrets about Heaven's Choice pain loss. And after this analysis by him, there may not be a calm high song due to the Heavenly Choice team's pain, and then there is no irritability.

This was followed by on-site awards and some brief visits to the champions. The players of the losing Tianxiang team have long since left, and many Tianxiang fans have begun to exit. However, more audiences remained, including some supporters of the Choice of Heaven team, which was courtesy and respect for the champion.

Why did the four people sit until the end of the process before slowing down with the flow of people? Everyone on the road didn't say a word, excited their little sparrow appearance, but wanted to go along with their emotions. I didn't know what to use.

Until they came out of the venue, the cold wind shook them all together, and the four of them were more in line, shrinking their necks.

“Want to eat something together?” Zhou Mo looked at everyone.

“I can.” The high song nodded.

He Liang nodded with a smile after seeing what he had encountered and “wanted to go" in his eyes.

“Walk, walk, I'll treat you.” Zhou Mo greets everyone.

“To where?” High song asks.

Zhou Mo straightened for a second and quickly flipped out his phone: “I'll check. ”

“Come with me.” He Liang smiled.

“Oh? Does Teacher Ho have a place to know? Yeah, you should be familiar with this side, before...” Zhou Foo was halfway through, got stabbed in the waist by a high song, hurriedly stopped.

“I used to play games and often find food nearby.” He Liang smiled to help him finish his sentence, and then looked at the high song: “Don't worry too much. Although his career was less than satisfactory, it was finally over. ”

The three of them didn't know what to say for a moment. They could only walk behind Ho Liang in silence. Out of the venue area, a few steps on the street, he turned into a small hutong that looked very quiet. The lights of a shop could be seen at the hutong entrance. He Liang led the three people straight in that direction.

“Feel free to eat.” After coming to the store door, He Liang turned back and said to the three of them.

The three of them looked up together and suddenly felt like they were killing each other. The name of the store was actually called: Ambush from Ten Sides.

“What's this for?” Why curiosity?

“Noodles." He Liang said, already pushing open the store door and walking in.

“What a noodle!” Zhou Mo followed the song with emotion.

The odd store is a bit appetizing for three people, you can come in and take a look, that is, a relatively tidy and tidy shop, nothing unusual. However, a middle-aged man standing up to greet a guest behind the counter was stunned for a moment.

Long time no see. ”Finally, He Liang said hello on his own initiative.

The man nodded and asked: “How many? ”

“Four.” He Liang said.

“Feel free to sit.” The middle-aged man pointed at several tables that were all empty in the shop and came out from behind the stage.

Four people sat down, the middle-aged man was just waiting for four people to order meals. Except for the cold sound of He Liang entering the door, the two people did not have much communication, it didn't look familiar, he was probably just a frequent customer before. As for how long it's been? All three of them want to know, is that he Liang said things that are past and don't care - his career is over, he will no longer have to play here, and of course, he will no longer come here to eat.

“Recommended paste crab noodles.” He Liang said at this time.

“Okay.” He nodded immediately.

“Me too, then.” And the high song nodded.

“Me too..." Zhou Foo, holding the menu and wanting to see it again, saw that all the partners were so united, suddenly showed his positive side of the group and synchronized with everyone.

“Four servings of paste crab noodles.” He Liang looked up and said to the man.

“Anything else?” The man asks as he notes.

He Liang looked at the three people and shook their heads together and said that they were no longer needed.

“That's it.” He Liang said.

“Please wait.” The man nodded and immediately sent the list to the back chef. When he returned, he was headed straight to the cash register. He Liang kept looking at him and watched him walk back. “It's been a long time. How's business? ”

“It's okay.” The middle-aged man answered casually and went straight to the cash counter without any stops. This is not the attitude of the owner of any store in the face of familiar customers' questions. The owner's personalized writing is amazing how to meet three people, but then he saw the confusion and consternation in the look of how Liang stood still.

He stunned for a while, but never spoke to the boss again. Instead, he squeezed a smile at the three people.

“It's all right to hang out. Want to play a game?” Zhou Mo never forgot his mind, and it was always his wish to join professional players, even former professional players, in the battle canyon.

Sitting across from him, when he and He Liang were in line, he saw the owner behind the cash register. Just now, Zhou Mo said, he stared at He Liang.

What is this?

Why he was confused, the store door rang, pushed open, two people walked in one after the other. The owner behind the cashier looked at the two men and did not show any unexpected looks, but rather gave them a look at where they met them.

The two of them turned their heads and looked confused, but quickly stood there. On this side, why did he and Ho Liang brothers stand still together, only Zhou Mo is still there holding the phone and looking forward to the two: “Come or not? ”

Zhoujin.

Zhang Shi Pool.

Standing in front of the store, these two core generals of the Tianchong team.