"Gone."

"Gone."

"See you tomorrow."

"Huh?"

The supper didn't go too late, but the purpose of relaxing was fully achieved. At the intersection of the road, the five people were saying goodbye to each other with a smile, and suddenly saw a familiar figure walking unhurriedly under the street lamp on the side, and when they saw the five people at the intersection, they suddenly stopped.

"Mo Xian." He Yu waved his hand, and then smiled at each other with a smile. At night, everyone felt sorry for Mo Xian's absence, but they turned their heads and met here. Although they were about to separate, at this last moment, the team members of Lang 7 finally assembled, making them feel a kind of destined little beauty.

"Is it over?" Mo Xian walked over with the five of them.

"No, it's over early, go get something to eat. Don't envy you if you're hungry, do you want to eat supper? Zhu Jiayin greeted Mo Xian very actively, and the others were stunned behind.

"You just haven't eaten enough?" Zhao Jinran exclaimed in surprise, thinking about Zhu Jiayin's meal incomprehensibly.

Zhu Jiayin glared at him fiercely, but Mo Xian's answer had already come.

"No, thank you." Mo Xian said as he spoke, and he was already looking at He Yu: "Are you leaving?" ”

"Gone." He Yu turned his head to greet a few people, and when he looked at Zhu Jiayin, he showed a very regretful expression.

"Hurry up, hurry up." Zhu Jiayin was not polite to He Yu, and drove away angrily.

"Gone, gone." He Yu didn't say anything more, and left with Mo Xian first. The two didn't say anything all the way, just walked silently, but this kind of quiet He Yu when they were with Mo Xian was very used to it, and they didn't feel embarrassed like before, and they always had nothing to say. Thinking about Zhu Jiayin, I just can't adapt to this alternative way of getting along, I am always very positive and enthusiastic, and then ...... And then there is no then, which is the worst.

"What are you laughing at?"

This was just about wishing Jiayin a miserable thing, and Mo Xian next to Leng Buding suddenly said something.

"Huh? Am I laughing? He Yu said.

"Hmm." Mo Xian nodded.

"Oh, I just remembered Zhu Jiayin." He Yu said.

"Oh." Mo Xian answered, but didn't ask. He Yu glanced at him and said no more. Zhu Jiayin's closeness to Mo Xian is so obvious, will Mo Xian be unconscious? He Yu didn't think so, so he didn't need to say anything. That's Mo Xian, super assertive, Mo Xian who handles everything well, how can he come up with any ideas?

The two returned to their dormitories, cleaned up separately, and their daily bedtime games were not left behind on the eve of the final. Zhu Jiayin has mastered their rules, and they are waiting in the game every night at this time. However, after entering the game today, I found that Zhu Jiayin was not online.

"Fly?" He Yu cut out of the game, and asked Zhu Jiayin in WeChat, but he didn't receive a response.

Could it be that this nail was touched tonight, which made Zhu Jiayin seriously injured and disabled? He Yu muttered in his heart, Mo Xian had already sent an invitation in the game, He Yu accepted to join the team, Mo Xian didn't start immediately, but waited a little, looked up and asked He Yu: "Is there no one?" ”

"Didn't reply to the message." He Yu said.

"Oh." Mo Xian responded while starting the game.

As soon as he entered the game, He Yu immediately concentrated. However, although he worked hard, he still had some soy sauce against the backdrop of Mo Xian's strong performance. He Yu couldn't help but think of everyone's discussion about talent in the evening, and felt that it might be his fault to compare it with the existence of this kind of angry person.

This game finally led to victory under the strong leadership of Mo Xian, and at the moment when the enemy crystal ushered in the explosion, three passers-by and teammates cheered for Mo Xian's Schrödinger's cat "666".

Looking at the final game data, He Yu was no worse than the three passers-by teammates, but compared to Mo Xian......

It's wrong, it's wrong, it shouldn't be compared.

He Yu quit the game, cut out of the game and glanced at WeChat, and countless messages popped up, all of which were Zhu Jiayin's reply. The first "Fei Fei Fei", about ten minutes apart from the invitation of He Yu "Fei", and then there are various screenshots, all of which are the heroic posture of He Yu's death in this game.

Seriously injured and disabled?

I'm really thinking too much! As far as Zhu Jiayin was so strong in front of Mo Xian, he said that the shamelessness of the dead skin was a bit too hurtful, but at least it was the frankness and blood recovery ability of Cheng Biting Jin. Seriously injured? Residual blood? Cheng Biting Jin, but the more residual blood, the stronger the attack power! This time, but I was wrong again.

"It's over, right? Pull me. A new message popped up in the window.

So I went back to the game, pulled Zhu Jiayin into the team, and as usual, the three of them played two games together, and the day ended like this.

When I went to bed early the next morning, I saw Mo Xian packing up his books as usual. He didn't see that He Yu had woken up, he kept his hands and feet light, and finally went out quietly with his schoolbag.

Today should be...... Finals day, right?

Mo Xian's usual rhythm made He Yu realize that today was actually a very special day for their house. Speaking of which, when the two came back yesterday, the classmates they met in the corridor would ask about this and say hello to the two, but there was no such atmosphere in their own room.

Final! It's the final!

He Yu reminded himself that he couldn't be paralyzed by Mo Xian's rhythm. Thinking about it, I took out my mobile phone and looked at it, in the WeChat group of Lang 7, Gao Ge and Zhou Mo also got up quite early, and they had been chatting for a while. He Yu made an expression and greeted the two.

"What do you do during the day?" Then He Yu asked. The game time is 8 o'clock in the evening, and there are still 12 hours to go, so how to spend these 12 hours is a little clueless. He can't do it like Mo Xian, so it's better to be with his teammates.

"If you have time, let's come over and play hot hands together, and don't wait until the official game in the evening to start the first game of the day." Gao Ge said.

"Good, good." He Yu hurriedly agreed.

"What about Mo Xian?" Gao Ge asked again.

"I went to self-study." He Yu said.

There was silence in the group. This is an answer that is not surprising, but the person who hears it still has to be surprised.

"Let's have a few of us, then." Gao Ge said.

"Right away?" He Yu asked.

"Have you had breakfast?" Gao Ge asked.

"Actually, I'm still ......under the covers," He Yu said.

"Mo Xian has already gone to self-study." Gao Ge replied coldly.

"I'll get up right away."

"We'll see you at nine o'clock, I'll ask if the office will be used today, and if not, we'll meet in another place. What about good news? Gao Ge said, and at the end, he gave a good wish.

This person must not have gotten up yet, and there was no response. The response from the student union was very fast, and the green light was given to Lang 7 who broke into the finals, and the office that was supposed to be used was said to be useless, who let Lang 7 have three main forces from the Faculty of Science?

The King Kong team led by Sun Chengzhong, the vice president of the student union, once directly regarded themselves as the college team, and it is true that they are the leaders of the Faculty of Science. But since their team was eliminated from the inter-school league, and Lang 7 advanced all the way, Sun Chengzhong found that Gao Ge, Mo Xian and He Yunei had been designated as the players of the academy team, and their King Kong team seemed to be able to compete with each other for the remaining two places.

Fortunately, this competition is not too hurtful. After all, the players of Glory of Kings also talk about position. After the three of Lang 7 occupied the remaining two pits of their respective positions, the powerful King Kong five-person group sat in the opposite position. It's just that they pity the other three, and they were quietly crushed by the three of Lang 7 with their achievements. Listening to the president's phone call with Gao Ge and constantly saying, "It's OK, it's okay, just use it", and turned his head to arrange the office in the group to use Lang 7 today, and everyone should not bother, Sun Chengzhong's heart was still a little sour.

But what's the solution? Fortunately, my position is on the list, and I can vaguely have a place.

Sun Chengzhong, who couldn't save his teammates, could only be glad that his position did not overlap with the trio of Lang 7 Liyuan.