The King’s Moment

“So sure you're in?” He Liang sees how this happens is also funny. The list of 80 entries in the Youth Training Round is definitely not counted yet, but it doesn't look worrying.

“Probably fine.” Why didn't you worry because he Liang said so? It is true that his first two days of battle were somewhat blind, but two days later, his chances of winning were rocket-like, which would not have allowed him to be placed on a large 80-man list, and he would have seriously questioned the selection criteria for the youth competition.

“This selection can't just look at data like KDA, can it?” Why do you look at Ho Liang and say.

“Looks like you have average data.” He Liang said.

“Mainly because there are more places to play, the data cannot be considered in a comprehensive manner.” How can you say that?

“These will all be considered.” He Liang said.

“I hate that many of my wonders can't be represented with data!” How can you say that?

“You'll still be seen.” He Liang laughed.

“Oh?”

“Statistics on a blood rate, paleozoan control, active area, field invasion rate, length of game, etc. can ultimately reflect your control of the game.” He Liang said.

“I told you so.” What a pleasure. These statistics, which are not available in everyday games, are not new to KPL as statistical analysis of these data appears from time to time. There would be such a statistic for the youth competition that he felt it should be true.

“Eat, shut up!” Looking at the lively discussions between the two brothers, Dad He interrupted with violence.

Both brothers spit their tongues and ate quietly. Why keep smiling and let him shake his head without holding back?

On that night, there were already people in a small group of seven or three who were happy that someone was involved and worried. This emotional distribution can be amplified to the entire group.

Some people have left the group, and that's all with disappointment.

Without regressing, most people also know that they can't play, some can think, some are lost, others are different.

Naturally, there is a confidence like this, and it is certainly a pleasure at this time. There are also people like Xu Zhou Tong who are of professional origin, have never doubted themselves about whether to pass online games, but at this moment there is no flux in mind.

The real difficulty is that the grades are a little good but not very prominent. It's really not easy to get on the list. I don't know if I will be chosen or not, but I can't get rid of it completely for a while.

One day, two days, three days...

This part of the crowd is watching the more diligent people, and there are also people who ask when the list will come out, and the recovery is that the statistics are being sorted out, and it will be done as soon as possible.

“As soon as possible… how fast as soon as possible…” Zhou Mo looked at the news in the group and mumbled.

“Aren't you a little panicked, worried that you didn't actually pass?” Sitting across from the table, holding a cup of milk tea in a high song seemed to be a bit of a disaster.

“There are still quite a few items in the game statistics, there will be basically everything in the KPL competition, so I don't know the basis for the final judgment!” Zhou Foo does look a little worried.

“Please, have a little faith in yourself, okay?” Gao was helpless.

After three days down, she was basically no longer affected by the loss of selection, and Zhou Mo was asked to come out and hang out on this day. The 300 Warriors didn't sing back, but she didn't see it very well. Zhou Mo is watching closely here, and every conversation in the group is not to be missed, as if something would be revealed there.

Zhou Mo helplessly dropped his phone and looked at the high song.

“What are you going to do?” He was asking, the phone he had just placed on hold suddenly rang again and was copied by Zhou Fou for a second.

“I despise you!” While she was singing, she also took out her phone, and her phone rang.

“Quickly and so quickly!” Opposite the perimeter foam has stared wide-eyed and shouted, as Gao Song has seen here, is a group of 300 warriors, because the group announcement changed, sending a message to everyone. At this point in the group is a series of facial brushes, and on the group announcement in the upper right corner, the link named Offline Placement List lies quietly there.

Goo was somewhat lost in his heart. He looked across the street and saw Zhou Mo looking anxious. He had probably clicked on the link and was searching his name wildly.

The song didn't speak, but Zhou Mo's anxious appearance stirred up in his heart. Zhou Mo's score was OK, but he didn't find it so convincing. The selection criteria for the Youth Training Competition have not been clearly announced, what if the goods are not passed? That would be cruel. This is going to hell from heaven!

Goh stared at Zhou Fo and wanted to see something from his face. At this moment, her phone rang again. Goh lifted his hand to look in front of him and stood still.

She received an invitation to join the "Offline Race”, and the invitees were the owners of the 300 Warriors Group, the staff of the Youth Training Group, formerly known as the "Online Race” in the group, which was now renamed the "Offline Race”.

This is……

When Gao Songshan realized what this meant, the point in her heart was shattered instantly. She was surprised, she was confused, she was confused, but more was joy. She raised her head and saw that the foam across the street was still sharp, her fingers were paddling and paddling on the screen of her phone...

That's not dramatic, is it?

Did Zhou Mo go in by herself? What are we gonna do? Lend him his shoulder to cry?

I was confused, suddenly I heard Zhou Mo's phone ring, the new news probably popped up, Zhou Mo stunned for about two seconds, fingers poked at the screen, then, eagerly disappeared from his face, his eyes flashed with joy, but then quickly converged, then some sneaky looked up at the other side, and I was seeing the high song staring at him.

“Cough…” Zhou Foam's face suddenly unnaturally woke up, his phone seemed to want to put down, but he couldn't seem to resist.

“What are you doing?” Gao sang with a smile and stared at him.

“I'm past that.” Zhou Mo's voice was a little light and careful.

“What a coincidence?” Gao said.

“Ah, what coincidence?” Zhou Mo stunned, didn't react.

“What a coincidence, so am I.” Gao said.

“You too? You too?” Zhou Mo first continued to stand still, then reacted. His face stirred up ecstasy, looked at his phone, and looked in the group list. Just when he did not find the name of the high song, he began to realize that it was a joke with him. When his face turned sad, the high song did not slow down to confirm and agreed to the invitation of "Offline Race” to her.

Then:

Offline invited Gao Song to join the group

A message just jumped in the crowd and jumped right in front of Zhou Fou's eyes.

He stayed completely, wondering if his emotions had changed, and his eyes suddenly wet.

I'll go!

Gossip is stupid.

Do you still have to lend this thing your shoulder to cry?