"We can have five rows in the future, maybe I can be a king."

The four of them walked on the boulevard of the school, and Mo Weiwei shamelessly proposed to Lin Miao.

Lin Miao rolled her eyes unceremoniously, "Go and take a look at the record you played yesterday." ”

"But we won yesterday!" Mo Weiwei argued unconvinced, "If you can't even bring me to the king, what championship will you win." ”

"Take you to the king? Mo Weiwei, how difficult are you. A somewhat unbeaten voice came from behind Lin Miao and the others.

Mo Weiwei turned her head to look, and immediately clenched her fists, her little face tightened, "It's your business!" ”

"Tsk, after we break up, you won't fall back into gold, will you?" Zhao Xinlei, as Mo Weiwei's ex-boyfriend, knows Mo Weiwei's rookie skills well.

"Fuck off, old lady, I'm already a star, okay!" Mo Weiwei lifted her chin arrogantly.

"Starlight?" Zhao Xinlei turned his head to look at Lin Miao, "Lin Miao helped you fight, right?" ”

Zhao Xinlei guessed in one sentence, Mo Weiwei's face burned, and her momentum suddenly weakened.

"I knew it."

When Zhao Xinlei saw Mo Weiwei's expression, he knew that he had guessed correctly, and his tone was a little contemptuous, "Whoever brings you to move, you can only look for a substitute." ”

Mo Weiwei choked for a long time, unable to think of a rebuttal. I could only watch Zhao Xinlei walk towards the gymnasium with high spirits.

"Lin Miao!" Mo Weiwei grabbed Lin Miao with tears in her eyes, "I don't care, I just want to be the king!" You take me to the king! I'm going to surpass that scumbag! ”

Lin Miao glanced at her, "Old price." ”

"It's not you who fight for me," Mo Weiwei shook her head, "I want you to take me, and I'll fight myself." ”

"Take you to the king? It's not a little bit of a difficulty. Lin Miao shook her head.

"You can teach me, you're so good! I'm going to be very serious about learning! Mo Weiwei's eager tone was filled with rare stubbornness, "And if you teach me well, we have a higher chance of winning the championship!" ”

"Okay!" Lin Miao snapped her fingers and said seriously, "I can teach you, and I can also take you to the king." But when you play the game, you have to listen to my command, and you can't mess around with it. ”

"Uh-huh! I'm sure I'm at your command! Mo Weiwei nodded repeatedly.

Seeing Mo Weiwei's excited reaction, Jiang Xiaonan asked An Ling with some curiosity, "Sister Ling, who was that boy just now?" ”

"Zhao Xinlei, Mo Weiwei's ex-boyfriend. The two had only been dating for a week, and Mo Weiwei was dumped. ”

Thinking of the reason why Mo Weiwei was dumped, An Ling couldn't help but sneer for a while, before continuing, "The two of them played ranked together, and said that Zhao Xinlei would take Mo Weiwei to score, but as a result, Mo Weiwei knelt twenty times in a row, and the angry Zhao Xinlei broke up with Mo Weiwei that night. ”

"Do you know what the concept of kneeling twenty times in a row is?" An Ling glanced at Mo Weiwei and couldn't help lowering her voice, "It means that they can't even beat man and machine." Generally speaking, if you kneel ten games in a row, the system will arrange a game between the man and the machine, so that you can win a small win. ”

Jiang Xiaonan looked at Lin Miao beside Mo Weiwei, and began to doubt life. With the level of their team, can they really win the championship?

"At Zhao Xinlei's level, it's normal if you can't take you. Where can you bring the moving vegetables? Lin Miao looked in the direction of the gymnasium and patted Mo Weiwei on the shoulder, "It seems that Zhao Xinlei and his roommate are also preparing to sign up for the campus competition, and we will probably meet when we play the game." ”

Mo Weiwei frowned when she saw Zhao Xinlei filling out the competition registration form, "What should I do?" If he did, he would have targeted me, and he would have a reason to laugh at me. ”

Lin Miao patted her little brain disappreciatively, "What to do, let's help you become a king first." ”

"Huh? Can I really be the king? Lin Miao told her so sure, and Mo Weiwei was a little incredulous.

Lin Miao narrowed her eyes and said seriously, "You're right, if you can't even make you the king, what else will you win." ”