"one. Uncle Kun and Xia Bei clinked glasses.

In one sip, the liquor is like a line of fire, extending down the throat. Xia Bei grinned, but he was still unsatisfied, handed the wine glass to Uncle Kun, and waited for the second glass.

This kind of almost primitive old white dry can't be drunk anywhere else.

"Among the four of you, you can drink this wine with me. Uncle Kun smiled and filled Xia Bei with a smile and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Xia Beidao: "I didn't think about it. ”

"It's not like your character," Uncle Kun shook his head, "I've known you for so long, I haven't seen you yet, and there's anything I haven't thought about." ”

Xia Bei smiled: "This time it was an accident. ”

"It was an accident to be beaten for no reason," Uncle Kun said, "but since things have developed to this point, it is not an accident." ”

Handing the wine to Xia Bei, Uncle Kun said, "I don't believe that the Sun family will just endure it if the Sun family treats you like this." ”

Uncle Kun knows this kid's personality too well.

Xia Bei was like a nail, he just stood there, silently.

If you don't mess with him, he will never provoke you. But if you want to step on him, the result will be obvious.

This kid doesn't care who his opponent is!

Whether you are Sun Jike or Sun Jike's father.

The two of them touched another glass and were drinking when the door was pushed open. Uncle Kun turned his head to look and said, "They're here." You talk, I'll stir-fry for you. ”

Zhang Ming and the three entered the restaurant, and Uncle Kun said hello and sat down.

"How is it, third child, have the school affairs been settled?" As soon as he sat down, Xu Baihe couldn't wait to ask.

"Nope. Xia Bei told the situation.

"It's too much!" Xu Baihe said as he slapped the table.

"Sun Qide is a bastard, his son is a bully, and he is even more aggressive. There is not a good thing in the family. Mu Shanglin scolded.

"Sure enough, it's a nest of snakes and rats. Zhang Ming said angrily: "The most hateful thing is that the school is actually in cahoots with them." ”

Hearing this, Xia Bei said to Zhang Ming: "By the way, fourth, I heard that you took sick leave to quit the team?"

Zhang Ming nodded, and seeing that Xia Bei wanted to say something, he directly interrupted and said, "Third brother, don't persuade me." Even if I go back, do you think I can play a good game with someone like Sun Jike?"

"Yes, the third child," Mu Shanglin smiled bitterly, "I have persuaded the second child and me, and you also know the temperament of the fourth child, and it is pointless to let him go back now." ”

"But, what about your career selection?" Xia Bei frowned.

Zhang Ming is a senior this year, and because of his outstanding performance in the varsity team of Han University, he has attracted the attention of some professional teams.

The intercollegiate competition is when professional clubs observe and select rookies.

At this time, scouts, professional agents, and even club owners from major clubs will show up on the playing fields they are interested in, observe the targets identified in their lists, and then make trade-offs.

As such, this stage is very important for anyone who wants to become a professional star fighter, and in order to attract the attention of the club, the players are doing everything they can to perform.

But Zhang Ming quit at this time.

That's a lot of loss.

You know, there are dozens of immigrant planets in the Galactic Republic, and I don't know how many rookies emerge every year. There are only so many clubs, and the competition is fierce. If you don't participate in the competition, you won't have a chance to show your strength, why should people choose you?

Zhang Ming said nonchalantly: "What does it matter, isn't there still a free man? ”

As he spoke, he waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't talk about me, now even Xue Tian has withdrawn." Can Handa still have good results? In that kind of team, I am afraid that when the time comes, the clubs that I was interested in will not be interested. ”

Xia Bei didn't know what to say for a while.

Only he knows how much Zhang Ming wants to become a professional star fighter, and only he knows what this brother, who is two years younger than himself, has paid for this.

Zhang Ming's talent can only be regarded as upper-middle. And the reason why he was able to sit firmly in the position of Handa's main force was not only the tactics he designed for him. More often than not, it is with the love of Tianxing and hard work.

At Handa, Zhang Ming's training time is the longest. Sometimes even the substitutes and the reserve players in the third line have gone home and he is still training.

Do quests, place dungeons, study playstyles and maps.

I don't know how many times, he thought of a tactic, or got a piece of equipment, and ran to find him quickly, and that excited look made him even if he didn't play Tianxing, he couldn't help but be infected.

Tianxing is Zhang Ming's life!

And now, he voluntarily quit the school team for himself. Don't look at what he said easily, just go to the door for a trial, but everyone knows that this kind of free man who comes to the door for trial is completely different from the rookies selected.

For at least three years, Zhang Ming's starting point will be lower than others.

At this time, Uncle Kun had already prepared the dishes and brought them up, and the four brothers put aside their worries and chatted while eating.

talked about the interesting things that happened at school, talked about Sun Jike's recent embarrassment, and laughed from time to time.

On this day, Zhang Ming got drunk very quickly.

After eating, he went to the small bar next to him, and before Uncle Kun and their band came on the stage, Zhang Ming was already drunk and unconscious.

Mu Shanglin and Xu Baihe helped Zhang Ming back on the left and right. Xia Beimu sent them into the car and left, sat down on the side of the street, and lit a cigarette.

The night is like water.

On the screen of the opposite building, the Skywalker race is over.

When the light curtain of the dome was opened, and the winning team members took off their light armor and walked out with their fists raised, the audience at the scene was boiling and cheering was deafening.

In the camera, a girl even took off her t-shirt and only wore underwear, twisting her waist and shaking her clothes to celebrate with a group of fans. The club emblem painted on the face gleamed in the light.

Uncle Kun carried the wine bottle and sat down next to Xia Bei.

Both of them watched the game on the screen in the opposite building in silence and did not speak.

sat like this for a long time, until the picture of the game cut to the studio, and the host and several guests had a heated discussion, Xia Bei suddenly turned around and asked, "Uncle Kun, do you believe in fate?"

"Fate is a bastard. Uncle Kun took a sip of wine, "But you can't get rid of her." ”

Uncle Kun used to be a professional player in Tianxing, and his story is very long, and Xia Bei happens to be the one who knows that story. Therefore, he knew that Uncle Kun had enough reason to say this.

In silence, Xia Bei took the wine bottle in Uncle Kun's hand and took a big sip.

Oh, yes.

He thought to himself.

Fate is a bastard, but no one can get rid of her.

Even if you've carefully curled up your life in a ball.

Even if you have been obsessed with Tianxing for more than 20 years, you can only stay away from her. I can only rely on watching games, reading books, and helping people study tactics to get by, and I never dare to register and log in.

However, fate will still throw you back to the original track in the most bizarre, funny, and inexplicable way.

The Sun family has sealed off the road.

Of course, Xia Bei didn't want to sit still, let alone just put up with it.

Even Uncle Kun knows this.

However, Xia Bei didn't think about what method to use. Especially those who have anything to do with the sky.

But now it's not your own business.

Looking at Xia Bei's clean side face and those eyes that sparkled in the night, Uncle Kun asked, "You have decided?"

"It's decided!" Xia Bei laughed, as gentle as ever, but the corners of his mouth were a little more open than usual, like a smiling little devil.

"What are you going to do?" asked Uncle Kun.

"in the face!"

If you should come, let him come!

And what should be returned, whether you want it or not, I will return it to you!

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