Chapter Seventy-Five: Well Deserved
Wei Xinran also didn't want to hear You Yazhong praise Lang 7 too much, and when he saw You Yazhong stunned, he hurriedly took the words back: "Thank you for the comments of Yazhong God, and especially thank you Yazhong God for taking time out of his busy schedule to participate in the campus activities of our Dongjiang University King Club." ”
"I am also very grateful to the King Club of Dongjiang University, especially Su Ge, for the invitation, which gave me the opportunity to enjoy such a wonderful competition." You Yazhong, who came back to his senses, immediately took over and said.
Su Ge also hurriedly responded with a smile, but there was more bitterness in his smile. A great game? That's really wonderful, it's a pity that he's a wonderful backdrop, and it's the most dazzling piece.
"Then there will be a great god of Lao Yazhong presenting the championship trophy and certificate to the champion!" Wei Xinran continued the process. At this time, there was still a large area of indifference, and the occasional applause was all to save face for You Yazhong. Lang 7 won this game, but it is not so simple to reverse everyone's prejudice against Lang 7 with one win.
However, the Wave 7 didn't seem to care much about this, and the five waited for the award while discussing some details of the game. The people in the audience couldn't hear what they were saying, but the three people on the stage could hear it clearly. You Yazhong continued to smile, Wei Xinran waited blankly for the staff to deliver the trophy, and Su Ge listened to these discussions but felt that he had been stabbed again and again, as if he had been whipped.
Finally, the trophy and certificate were delivered. Lang 7 stood in line, and You Yazhong, accompanied by Su Ge, handed the trophies and certificates to everyone one by one, and shook hands one by one to congratulate them. At this time, how can I let the champion say a few words, Wei Xinran reluctantly stepped up, but before she could ask, someone on Lang 7's side had already spoken first, Mo Xian picked up the trophy in his hand and asked, "Are you okay?" ”
"It's okay." I didn't care about coming over to visit Wei Xinran, Gao Ge replied.
"Then I'll go first." Mo Xian said.
"Do you want me to bring it back for you first?" He Yu asked. At this time, he estimated that Mo Xian would continue to go to evening self-study.
"No, it's hard for you to take it." Mo Xian said.
"Eh......" Seeing that Mo Xian was about to leave, Zhu Jiayin subconsciously shouted, but after shouting, he found that he didn't seem to have anything to say, so he shut up after "eh". As a result, Mo Xian suddenly turned around and returned to Zhu Jiayin.
Lang 7 and several people suddenly widened their eyes, Mo Xian is going to ......
"By the way, BP said that the Genghis Khan you bumped into in the ranking, that was not me, it should be the time He Yu used my mobile phone. Right? The last two words, Mo Xian said to He Yu, Gao Ge, and Zhou Mo, but he was obviously very sure of this, and he didn't wait for an answer to this question, so he nodded again: "Go first." ”
"Bye bye ......" Zhu Jiayin waved his hand at Mo Xian like a robot, and then turned his head stiffly, seeing He Yuzheng's inexplicable face.
"It's you!" Zhu Jiayin said.
"It's not me!" He Yu hadn't reacted to what the situation was, but he subconsciously denied it when he heard Zhu Jiayin's tone, and his intuition told him that it would probably be safer this way.
"You come over to me." Zhu Jiayin grabbed He Yu and walked aside, He Yu looked at Gao Ge and Zhou Mo for help, only to see that the two were whispering, and then they all showed a sudden appearance, and then they didn't care about his life or death.
Mo Xian left first, He Yu was dragged to the back of the stage by Zhu Jiayin, and there were only two people left in the championship team that won in the blink of an eye, Zhou Mo was a little embarrassed, but Gao Ge was calm and relaxed, and looked at Wei Xinran, who came over to ask questions but was interrupted one after another.
"Let's ask the captain of Lang 7 to give a winning speech!" Wei Xinran didn't have any emotions to interview Lang 7, and he didn't care about this farce-like scene. She didn't mention the name of the song, so she directly put the microphone in front of Gao Ge.
The audience booed loudly, revealing the popularity of the singing poorly. But she still didn't care, and she didn't reach for the microphone. He just leaned in front of the microphone that Wei Xinran handed over: "The skills of a few people in the Suger team are really good, but if you want to talk about the team as a whole, it is far worse than our Lang 7, and this victory is well deserved." ”
As soon as he finished speaking, Gao Ge raised his head again, and the audience booed even more, and some of the audience, who were originally just passers-by, were also a little uneasy when they heard such a testimonial. Most of them think this is too arrogant.
"Just one win or defeat doesn't mean anything, does it?" Su Ge on the side was really a little helpless, and couldn't help but say.
"I think that's enough." Gao Ge smiled.
"If you have the ability, you can start another game!" Wei Xinran aired.
"I don't have to." Gao Ge said.
"Don't you dare?"
"I don't think there's any need to waste time in a game at this level." Gao Ge said, seeing Wei Xinran open his mouth to refute again, and then added: "Yang Qi probably thinks the same way." ”
Yang Qi?
Wei Xinran didn't expect to hear the name of his former teammate at this time.
Directly giving up his studies and choosing to enter the professional circle, Yang Qi's dedication to this game to be honest completely exceeded Wei Xinran's expectations. Her departure is very controversial, but in Wei Xinran's opinion, Yang Qi is very chic and mature. Without so many twists and trade-offs, she immediately walked in without looking back after discovering that the goal she was seeking had opened a door for herself.
Why be in such a hurry? Why is it so decisive?
Gao Ge's words just now gave Wei Xinran an answer.
Because Yang Qi is different from them, she wants to reach a higher level, and games are not just a pastime or social interaction for her.
That's why she left decisively, because there was everything she was looking for, and here ...... It's completely gone.
And what about singing?
has always been considered to be a very mean attitude towards the game, is it because she also has such thoughts and pursuits?
Wei Xinran looked at Gao Ge in a daze, Gao Ge didn't say anything, casually raised the trophy in his hand and was about to walk towards the stage with Zhou Mo.
"Two students, please stay." After You Yazhong presented the award, there was nothing for him in the process. As a result, when many people in the audience had already gotten up and were about to leave, he suddenly shouted Gao Ge and Zhou Mo.
The two of them stopped, turned to look at You Yazhong.
You Yazhong smiled, and said with a serious look: "Two classmates, I don't know what private festivals you have in the school, but the competition is pure, and winning is not arrogant, and defeat is not discouraged, which is the attitude we should have." Of course, you're not a professional player, so you might just have fun to pass the time, but you should always have some basic competitive spirit, and if you win once, you won't spare anyone, I don't think it's too appropriate, what do you think? ”
You Yazhong was holding the microphone in his hand, everyone heard this, and seeing that this professional player actually stood up in person and sang a song that made them very unhappy, the audience immediately applauded, and it set off the biggest climax of tonight's game.
In this wave of sound, Gao Ge's expression remained the same, she didn't have a microphone in her hand, her voice would not be heard by everyone, but she still answered You Yazhong.
"I'm sorry you wouldn't think my words were too much. I'm not sure that at your professional level, you won't be able to see a significant overall difference between the two teams in this game. Maybe it's because you don't care, after all, in your eyes, it's probably just a game of rookies pecking at each other. ”
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