Chapter Seventy-Three

Hero ♂ Class ♀ Unofficial ♂ Group

(□□ group) heroes - male gods and goddesses - making friends in the same city ♀

【Mahayana】Xue Lang (Shu Yide Ibi)

Ah, eat well

【Jindan】Ink seeds

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【Mahayana】Xue Lang (Shu Yide Ibi)

Then when I was full, I began to think about the Cheng team

【Yuanshen】Cheng Luofan (Autumn Fall)......

【Yuan Baby】Ruohuang

What kind of food is this□□ full of thoughts?

【Jindan】Ink seeds

The word 66666

【Mahayana】Xue Lang (Shu Yide Ibi)

(☆▽☆) Team Phoenix, you have to believe that I and Qiuluo are still innocent!

【Yuan Baby】Ruohuang

Again, that means maybe not in the future

【Yuanshen】Cheng Luofan (Autumn Fall)——

【Jindan】Ink seeds

Eat melon seeds and watch a play

【Yuanshen】Cheng Luofan (Autumn Fall)

What's going on-

【Fit】Lin Che (Xiaoxiaojing)

ヽ(▽)ノDon't make trouble,You abrasive little goblin.

【Bigu】Chen Guyang (Forest of Fireflies)

() I'll make trouble! You are ruthless, you are ruthless, you are vexatious!

【Yuan Baby】Ruohuang

Tsk you guys keep playing, I'll go first. By the way, Lin Che, your level name is really 6

【Fit】Lin Che (Xiaoxiaojing)

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With the playoffs in full swing, there is a lot less chat in the professional group, and the group has almost been dominated by Qingming and Fuyun, two teams that entered the second round in advance. Ji Jundie's mentality has always been good, so he also follows the water group, but others don't necessarily have such leisure and leisure (Ji Jundie).

Even if they don't have many personal grudges with each other, when they become opponents like this, chatting calmly or something is not something that ordinary people can do.

This is usually the case in the league, and when it comes to the playoffs, the members of the team are a little bit tense. But it doesn't hurt, and when the playoffs are over and everyone recovers from this kind of knockout, the atmosphere will be normal.

"The idea of Mo Hang's arrangement in the ring match last time obviously didn't work here in July, but whether it was a special case or just an accident is still unknown, the league has released the news of canceling the heavy swordsman bug yesterday, but the players reacted fiercely, and there was even a joint ...... If this doesn't have any impact on the next game, can you believe it? Ji Jundie said to the people in July in the club, and then said to herself without waiting for everyone to answer, "I don't know if you believe it, anyway, I don't believe it." ”

It's obviously normal, but when it is expressed by Ji Jundie, there is a feeling of being full of slots.

"Then what if Jiang Yuhuan insists?" It was Wang Yuanjie who spoke, and he said, "Jiang Yuhuan believes to himself, if he proposes to still be the first in the ring, with his current fame and strength, the Wind Team will have to consider it." ”

"Yes." Ji Jundie knocked on the table and continued, "And it should be noted that this is the fourth game, and now the score is 1:2, and the dynasty still has a chance after losing, but we can't lose anymore." Of course, the other way around. ”

"So, captain," Yu Yi keenly grasped the meaning of Ji Jundie's words, "do you think Team Feng will still make Jiang Yuhuan the first player in the ring?" ”

"It's just my personal opinion," Ji Jundie hooked her lips, "conservatively personal opinion - although I think the probability that Jiang Yuhuan will be the first to play is 80%. ”

"In terms of self-confidence," Wang Yuanjie said, "my predecessors are the same as Jiang Yuhuan." ”

"He must be the same as me." Ji Jundie pursed her lips and retorted childishly.

This time everyone laughed.

*

On a rare idle night, Ji Jundie left the club without a mobile phone and wanted to walk by herself.

Sometimes it is necessary to be alone, to think quietly about something. She walked quietly alone, surrounded by the endless flow of vehicles that flowed like time. Ji Jundie remembers watching a MV before, where a black singer sang loudly in the middle of the road, dragging long streamer vehicles on both sides, and the bizarre feeling was like a time tunnel.

tried to use words with a cold breath to describe the state of mind at that moment, and then Ji Jundie found that it was raining.

S City has entered the rainy season, and it has been raining extra frequently these days.

The cold rain was like the feeling of cold keyboard and fingertip contact, Ji Jundie walked a few steps quickly and hid in a phone booth on the side of the street.

She watched the traffic, looked at the time, looked at the cold rain in the sky. Then she thought that there were things that transcended time. This sentence is placed here as appropriately as this rain.

Picking up the public phone in the phone booth, Ji Jundie thought about who to call.

The mobile phone is not around, and Ji Jundie doesn't remember many phone numbers, his parents', Cheng Luofan's, and July only remembers Sun Wenbo's number.

Then she rummaged through her purse and saw the branch with his phone number written on it that Han Yizhen had given her when she was in Hawaii.

So Ji Jundie called this number.

"Hey, hello." Han Yizhen's voice came from the phone.

"Good evening." Ji Jundie said, "I'm Ruohuang. ”

"Good evening." Han Yizhen said, it seems that the interest is a little good.

Then Ji Jundie said, "What, I'm looking for Mo Hang." ”

Han Yizhen was silent for a few seconds, and Ji Jundie felt that if she was by his side, she would definitely feel a thick cold air, cough. It's like walking into KFC and asking the waiter with a smiling face, where is McDonald's......

After a while, Mo Hang answered the phone, and his voice seemed to have a little smile, "Captain, good evening." ”

Ji Jundie felt a little inappropriate, but she just felt "a little inappropriate", after all, Han Yizhen suddenly made a marriage proposal a month ago, and there was no reaction after that, and gradually Ji Jundie didn't feel deeply about this matter. So he can calmly say to Han Yizhen that he will let Mo Hang answer the phone.

"Good evening, Mo Hang." Ji Jundie didn't know what to say, the phone was on a whim, and then she said, "It's been raining in S City recently, are you still used to living?" ”

These two games are the home games in July, so the Dynasty team is now in the hotel in S City.

"It's okay, it's not so hot when it rains." Mo Hang said, "Thank you for your concern. ”

Ji Jundie leaned in the phone booth, looked at the rain outside, and said, "Do you want to come out for a walk?" ”

Mo Hang seemed a little surprised, but he quickly replied, "Okay." ”

"Bring an umbrella." Ji Jundie said, "I'm next to the Galaxy Mall. ”

After hanging up the phone, she looked at the rain in the city again, and soon Mo Hang appeared outside the phone booth with an umbrella, and he gently clicked the door of the phone booth with his fingers. Ji Jundie came out of the phone booth, and then saw Mo Hang holding two umbrellas.

"Thanks." Ji Jundie took the umbrella in Mo Hang's hand and smiled.

It's obviously a life-and-death battle, but the atmosphere between the two is very peaceful. It's these two people, if someone else meets at this time, there will be more or less hostility.

The night sky seemed to be unusually dark, and you could faintly see the dull rolling of dark clouds and heavy rain.

The two walked into a café on the side of the street, Ji Jundie chose the location by the window, and the lightning that crossed the sky could be seen outside the floor-to-ceiling glass window, and the doomsday ruined the miè-like light, tearing the sky into pieces.

"Why did you remember to find me, Captain." Mo Hang took the umbrella in Ji Jundie's hand and put it next to the window with his umbrella.

Heavy rain pounded on the glass windows, and the skyscrapers in the distance were all covered in a layer of mist.

Ji Jundie looked out the window attentively, and after a while, she smiled and said, "Probably, let's reminisce about the past." ”

Up? Although there is nothing to say about where Ruohuang and Feng return, Ji Jundie and Mo Hang do have a lot of "old" to "tell".

Mo Hang smiled.

After saying this, Ji Jundie fell silent, as if forgetting that it was her who wanted to reminisce.

The waiter brought two cups of coffee, and Ji Jundie stirred the mellow liquid with an iron spoon, as if she was distracted again, but she didn't look out the window this time, but looked at a painting on the wall.

"Etching." Mo Hang said.

Ji Jundie turned his head to look at Mo Hang, his eyes were faint, and he faintly hooked up a tail note, "...... Well? ”

"Etchings by Rembrandt. He once said that maybe in 300 years my work will be recognized. Mo Hang continued.

"Is that so...... It feels like another Van Gogh, but he is not as famous as Van Gogh. Ji Jundie said these unnutritious words, and her eyes were still faint.

"Does the captain think it's sad?" Mo Hang asked.

"That's not the case...... Ji Jundie took a sip of coffee, lowered his eyes to look at the soft ripples rippling in the porcelain cup, and said, "In the long river of time, personal feelings are really very small, completely crushed, and what he encountered is what he is worth today, isn't it?" ”

"Mainstream thinking is generally like this." Mo Hang nodded in agreement.

"So it's really cruel." Ji Jundie said something like this lightly, her tone was extremely inconsistent with the content, "Of course, I'm not qualified to sympathize with anything." After all, he should be a great man. ”

"We all have our own paths." Mo Hang said, "It's just that his path happens to be called great by history." ”

"It's really far away......," Ji Jundie said softly.

"Fang Long said that history should be like Rembrandt's etchings, which sprinkle vivid brilliance on the best and most important things, and leave the rest in the dark and don't look at it." Mo Hang talked about the previous topic again.

"Fang Long, I seem to know...... He is among the must-read authors for college students. Ji Jundie said a little playfully.

Although he knew that the e-sports queen in front of him was still a student, hearing this sentence suddenly made Mo Hang almost cough up.

"Actually, it's the same in history and in other places." Mo Hang said.

"They all have something in common." Ji Jundie also nodded in agreement.

"It's like the captain, it should be the place where the light gathers, and I'm suitable for storing zài in the dark." Mo Hang said.

"What are you talking about? If you praise me like that, I won't give you water in the competition. Ji Jundie smiled and shook her head, "I adore you, Mo Hang." ”

"I adore you, Captain." Mo Hang said, "Whether it was the dynasty back then, or now, it is. If it weren't for Yizhen, I would probably be the one who said those things to you. ”

Ji Jundie's hand holding the iron spoon trembled slightly, and the crisp collision was not clear because of the sound of rain, so Ji Jundie didn't know if Mo Hang heard it.

Sure enough, it's Su Wen's protagonist...... She thought so, and then said, "I really shouldn't have called you out." ”

"Really?" Mo Hang just smiled quietly and didn't continue to speak.

The rain outside was so heavy that it was almost extravagant, Ji Jundie suddenly felt a little uneasy, and she felt that Mo Hang in front of her seemed to be leaving directly with an umbrella.

But Mo Hang didn't, if it was replaced by someone else, I am afraid that it would have already left at this time.

It rained heavily, and the coffee quickly cooled down, and Ji Jundie didn't want to drink it.

In the café is soft music, "Summer".

Ji Jundie stood up and said, "I'll go back first." ”

"Hmm." Mo Hang had no intention of leaving, he just handed the umbrella to Ji Jundie.

"Come on, race." Ji Jundie said as she turned to leave.

"Come on, race." Mo Hang said behind her.

When she pushed the door and went out, she saw Mo Hang sitting alone by the window, the rain was still very heavy, and the lights in the café were quite dim, so she could only see his figure in the shadows.

Frown. Sigh.

Write to Shen Yongsi:

Falling flowers pity your fingertips

Starlight kisses your eyes

The wind chimes in the corridor swayed in the dream

The hustle and bustle of summer is known by the window

Looking back at the full moon and acacia ink

Sleep in the light and dreams are also sinister

- This qiē is all for meeting you

My boy in white