"The winner of this game is, the Lang 7 team ......" Zhang Chenghao, the only host and commentator of this game, stood in the center of the stage, announcing the results of the game weakly, and the words of the Lang 7 team were like mosquitoes. Everyone in the Lang 7 team who was already beside him could hear it clearly, and seeing his half-dead appearance, Gao Ge gave him an annoying smile.

The five members of the Huarong team also arrived, and the two sides had game etiquette such as shaking hands after the game. Yang Qi, who only nodded to anyone, didn't pause slightly until he finally shook hands with He Yu.

"Are you in command?" Yang Qi asked.

"Well, in general, right?" He Yu glanced at Gao Ge when he said this. After all, this game is not purely his voice, and Gao Ge has also made a lot of correct directions with her experience.

Yang Qi followed He Yu's gaze and looked at Gao Ge: "I found someone amazing!" ”

"It's okay." Gao Ge laughed.

Hua Rong and the others were a little stunned. Shield Mountain? This game really made Mozi and Marco Polo hate it to the teeth, and the flash of the tyrant battle was also impressive. However, Lu Bu's technical suppression, Na Ke Lulu's development of the god blocking and killing god, and the blizzard that Wang Zhaojun might summon at any time all seemed to them to be headaches and tricky. In comparison, Dunshan's performance seems to be thinner, just like Su Lie's existence, the second life is disgusting, but it is not as deadly as the others, how can it make Yang Qiling look at him? Command?

As soon as they thought of this keyword, Hua Rong and the others couldn't help but think of the unexpectedly deployed deployments such as Lang 7 breaking through the high ground on the lower road and taking them away in a wave after losing the master, and they all fell into deep thought.

Being valued and thought about like this, of course He Yu was very happy, his mouth was a little closed, thinking that his talent could not hide from the eyes of the master. happily explained the scene: "Your Guan Yu is also terrifying, looking forward to meeting again in the competition next time." ”

"Next time?" Yang Qi smiled, looked at the audience, and then looked at the game seat he had just sat on: "It won't be here." ”

"Huh?" He Yu was stunned, a little unsure of what Yang Qi meant, and looked at his teammates beside him. As a result, Lang 7, even including Yang Qi's teammates on Hua Rong's side, were at a loss for Yang Qi's cold words.

"Thanks, good game, I benefited a lot." Yang Qi finally said a word to Lang 7 and the five people together, and began to walk towards the audience, and Hua Rong and the other four hurriedly followed. Lang 7 and the five people also stepped down immediately, and were warmly welcomed by Zhao Jinran. The five of them looked at the location of the Huarong team gossipily, and saw that they were all surrounding Yang Qi, and soon the five of them got up together and left the auditorium. Zhang Chenghao, who was still waiting for Wei Xinran to come to the stage and continue to partner with him, looked stunned.

"Something, there must be something." Zhou Mo watched Hua Rong and his party leave, and said very firmly.

"It won't be here next time. That sounds ......," Zhu Jiayin said, but didn't say any answer.

Only Mo Xian was still the same, and after coming down, he packed his schoolbag, stood up and said, "Can I go first?" ”

There were other team competitions after that, but after completing the Lang 7 competition, Mo Xian obviously didn't mean to waste time watching the game, and he was going to his favorite self-study activities.

"Go ahead." Gao Ge nodded.

Mo Xian left alone. When you walk out of the auditorium, the sun shines brightly as if it were a new world. He saw that the five girls of Huarong were at the door of the auditorium, still in the formation of surrounding Yang Qi in the center. Seeing him suddenly walk out of the auditorium, the conversation between the five of them came to an abrupt end, and they all looked at him. Mo Xian felt the gaze of the five people, nodded slightly towards the five people, and left without squinting.

In the auditorium, Zhang Chenghao could only continue to preside over the situation alone, and the game continued.

The Lang 7 people who stayed to watch the game were somewhat absent-minded, and at the end of another game, Zhao Jinran, who had been playing with his mobile phone, suddenly said "ah".

"What?" The others looked at him.

"Yang Qi is going to drop out of school." Zhao Jinran held up his mobile phone and showed it to several people.

What was displayed on the mobile phone was Zhao Jinran's class WeChat, with all kinds of surprised expressions and words on the screen, and finally a message from Yang Qi popped up, saying goodbye to his classmates.

"No wonder I won't be here next time......" Zhu Jiayin said.

"It's just not going to be here, and there won't be a next time if she doesn't say it." Gao Ge said suddenly, and then also raised her mobile phone.

Everyone turned their heads to look at Gao Ge's mobile phone again, and what they saw was the WeChat record of Gao Ge and Yang Qi's private chat, and the conversation that had just ended.

"Why?" Gao Ge asked succinctly.

Yang Qi's answer was more concise, there were no words, it was a picture, or to be more precise, a photo.

Invitations.

Miss Yang Qi is cordially invited to participate in the trial of our team, if you are interested, please call XXXXXX for details before October 25.

Signed: Mountain Ghost Squad.

"It's ......"

Everyone was stunned.

The KPL professional circle is very familiar to veteran players of Honor of Kings, and even those who have a little professional dream. However, such close and direct contact is unfamiliar to most people.

Yang Qi ...... Is this going to be a pro? After being silent for a long time, Zhou Mo spoke. The emotions contained in the tone were complex, including amazement, envy, and abruptness at Yang Qi's last sentence.

Next time, it won't be here.

Next time, it will have to be in the professional arena of the KPL.

These words suddenly became very advanced, and the high-level made people's blood boil. Several people couldn't wait to fly to that high-level stage to compete with Yang Qi again.

However, the reality is that there has been a difficult gap between Yang Qi and them. Looking at the date on the invitation, it is October 25th, which means that Yang Qi has already made contact with the Mountain Ghost Team, and at this time, she has probably successfully passed the trial and can become a part of the Mountain Ghost Team at any time. Her quiet pace was so fast.

Gao Ge and Zhou Mo, you look at me, I'll look at you. Going to the professional world to be a professional player is a topic that the two of them often talk about when they were in middle school. But in fact, their lives are still moving forward at the pace of normal people. They spend a considerable amount of time on games, but they still hesitate in their hearts about taking it as a profession and as their life's job and pursuit. They seem to be waiting for an opportunity, such as an invitation from a team that suddenly comes to them. But is the invitation that Yang Qi received sure she was waiting for? After getting the invitation, they completely gave up their studies for more than two years, do they have the courage and confidence?

They won the game.

But in chasing this dream of the professional circle, they are really too far behind Yang Qi.

"How?" After looking at each other for a long time, Gao Ge asked Zhou Mo.

"I've made up my mind, I want to work hard to become a professional player and complete the next duel with Yang Qi!" Zhou Mo swore authentically.

"Good." Gao Ge nodded, "But you forgot one thing. ”

"Huh?"

"Yang Qi said that to He Yu." Gao Ge said, looking at He Yu.