The King’s Moment

He Liang and He were stunned, allowing Zhou Foam and Gao Song sitting opposite the two to quickly turn around and see the two core players who stood in the pavement. Suddenly, this noodle shop called "Ambush on the Ten Sides” seemed to have a real atmosphere of ambush on the Ten Sides. At the moment of occasional encounter with professional athletes, the mood is not excited, but nervous.

Time seemed still, neither side moved, Zhou Mo slowly gathered around the high song, just about to talk, suddenly the high song stood up, the crisp and refreshing sound broke the silence in the noodle parlor: “Hi Zhou Jin, I'm a fan of yours, I'm sorry about today's game, can I ask for a signature? ”

“Ah?” Zhou Mo, still sitting next to her, stunned and looked up at the high song.

He understands high songs, and Zhoujin is indeed her favorite professional player, but there is no such attitude as star hunting. Someone really needs to give her a careful autograph and she'll be happy to keep it. But when he asked for his autograph so voluntarily, Zhou Mo had only one question: Who is this?

Who's this?

This is also what Zhang Shiqi and Zhang would like to know at this time. Their attention was all in Ho Liang's place, and they didn't want to suddenly come out with a fan asking for an autograph. The atmosphere of ambush disappeared from time to time, and good professional habits promptly changed the smiles of the two Grand Gods players, opening the doors and looking angry with the money.

“Absolutely.” Zhou Jin said with a laugh.

“Thank you.” The rising song then went towards Zhoujin and Zhang Shingchi. The owner of the noodle shop was surprised to ask for the autograph of this sudden fan, but soon after the high song came along, he recovered and was very skilled in pulling the pen and paper out of his cashier. When handing it to Zhoujin, he also subconsciously glanced at He Liang's side.

He Liang stood up and looked at it. He saw that the team badge of Tianchong team was printed on the paper, which was the paper used in Tianchong team; on the same body, there was the team badge of Tianchong team, which was a signature pen customized by Tianchong team.

There are several bags of this kind of paper, ambushed on ten sides, or did he bring them to the store before? And such a pen, he Liang carried a box with him when he brought paper.

He Liang, then, was also a player in the Heavenly Choice team. This noodle shop was discovered after the competition venue in Dongjiang City. He likes to come almost every time he finishes the game here, sometimes with his teammates. The owner of this noodle shop is a king's honor player. He recognizes them, and everyone gets to know him once and for all. From time to time, when they are recognized by the Guests in the store, it is inevitable to sign a photo or something. Every time he asked the boss if the paper and pen always felt a little inappropriate, he finally brought some paper and pen dedicated to the team to be left in the small noodle shop.

This is a little bit of a meditation off the field during his career, and as he bids farewell to his career, these were supposed to be dust sealed memories. He never thought that after more than a year, the owner still had the paper and pen of his choice, and when someone asked for the autograph, as in the past, he took the paper and pen out with skill.

Zhoujin, who took over the paper and pen, noticed the boss glancing at He Liang. He turned his head and saw him standing up and watching the paper and pen faint in his hand.

“Are you surprised?” Zhoujin turned around and wrote his signature on the paper, saying.

Gao was stunned, but then he reacted. This was not asking her, she turned her head and looked at Ho Liang, Ho Liang was silent.

“It shouldn't be. It's just that you left God's Choice, but God's Choice is still there.” Zhou Jin continued to speak down with his own mind and signed it. He closed his cap, handed his signature paper to the high song and nodded at her with a smile.

“Thank you.” Gao took the song and turned around to look at He Liang, who looked a little spirited.

“Same old.” Zhoujin is already telling the owner of the facade.

“Okay.” The boss nodded, very different from the cold and refreshing reception at He Liang, but both words were cheerful and quickly went to the kitchen to arrange it.

Zhoujin and Zhang Shiqi did not come to their side, they chose their seats and did not speak. As Gao Song returned to his position with his signature, the noodle shop became quiet for a moment.

Until the boss returned from the back chef to the table of Zhoujin and Zhang Shih Pool.

“The old rules, tonight I'll buy this meal.” He patted them on the shoulders and said.

“Thank you boss for the comfort.” The two laughed and answered.

“Come on.” The boss nodded, seemingly unintentionally, looking at Ho Liang's side again, and returned to his cash register.

Once again, the noodle shop returns to silence until the noodles are brought to the table.

“Eat.” He Liang said to the three of them that his emotions were clearly somewhat depressed.

“Brother...” When he didn't know what to say, he didn't know where He Liang was suddenly touched.

“Eat.” He Liang said it again, burying himself and eating it first.

No one spoke, everyone was eating very quietly until it snapped and some chopsticks took the lead off the table.

“You eat, I'll go buy something.” Zhou Jin said, getting up and walking out of the noodle shop.

Without one person in the house, the atmosphere remained unchanged and everyone continued to eat noodles quietly. Zhang Shiqi stood up at this time, holding his noodle bowl, and walked towards He Liang's side.

“Is it convenient?” The table was facing the wall, and he stood on the other side of the unattended questioning.

“Have a seat.” He Liang said.

Zhang Shi Pool immediately put down the bowl, pulled a chair over and sat down.

Four people stared at him, and he looked at Ho Liang, as if he had just met a resemblance: “Long time no see. ”

Long Time No See. ”He Liang said.

“Busy with what now?” Zhang Shiqiu said.

“Administration in schools.” He Liang said.

“Oh, good.” Zhang Shiqiu said.

“It's okay.” He Liang said.

“Watched the game tonight?” Zhang Shiqi asked.

“Looked. ”

“How do you feel?” Zhang Shiqi asked again.

He Liang still wondered, but he had already grabbed the answer: “The defects in Yuya are too obvious. ”

Zhang Shiqi smiled: “Everyone knows that. ”

“Know it's not solved yet? ”

“Thinking, trying.” Zhang Shiqi said, looking at what happened, "knowing and resolving are two things. ”

“My brother.” He Liang introduced Zhang Shiqi to what happened.

“Oh.” Zhang Shiqi smiled, “So you don't think you should use this wildling player? ”

“Defects are too obvious and too easy to target.” How can you say that?

“What should we do? Our original wildlings are retired.” Zhang Shiqi said.

He stood still and couldn't help but look at him. Zhang Shiqi also looked at Ho Liang at this time: “You decide to retire, he is very, very angry. ”

“It's been so long.” He Liang smiled bitterly.

“Of course I understand. I've tried all sorts of hardships for five or ten seasons, and I'm really tired.” Zhang Shiqiu said.

“So we also persuaded him to let him go, but guess what he said.” Zhang Shiqiu said.

“What did he say?” He Liang asked.

“He said," Who isn't? ”Zhang Shiqiu said.