There was a moment of silence.

Then a tidal wave of laughter erupted.

Who would have thought that at the scene of the KPL finals, in front of 50,000 viewers and nearly 10 million live viewers at home and abroad, Mr. Shan, the first scorer of the national uniform, was stabbed to death by a small soldier...

"Hahaha, the mountain is forced to be struck by lightning~"

"The mountain is so pitiful..."

"This time it's on ins and Weibo hot search, haha~~"

"You may not believe it when you say it, the creeps are the best in the game~"

"Hey, young man~young~"

...

On the big screen, the WD team dominates and the line is quite powerful, and quickly breaks through the crystal.

In the fourth game, WD won.

The score is 2:2.

immediately Fei sighed and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "Fortunately, we have the Juggernaut Dragon, otherwise we would have to fight for a few minutes." Lao Shan, you can't change places next time to be handsome? ”

Mr. Shan's ears turned red, and he refused to admit his mistake: "This is the master's strategy!" The master has already calculated the advantage of our military line. ”

"Cut~ who believes."

Mr. Shan's mood is very complicated, if this little soldier catches anyone and doesn't fight, he has to poke him in the vast sea of people.

It's okay now, pretend not to be able to force it, and leave a joke.

Mr. Shan grabbed his hair, his face wrinkled, and he couldn't wait to find a time shuttle to go back in time and change the memory of that second.

"Anyway, I'll continue to play shooter in the next game." The mountain always pouted.

Lu Zuoyu: "Yes." ”

Li Huaiyu rubbed his ears and reminded lightly: "If you talk less, my heart can't stand it." ”

Although the winning rate of the mountain shooter is high, it is a disaster for a good citizen like Li Huaiyu.

Mr. Shan's mouth is constantly bubbling up, and no one can stop it!

...

Players watching seats.

The fat man saw that Mr. Shan was hacked to death by the soldiers, and his fat body trembled with laughter: "The same is true of the spring competition, Mr. Shan went to steal the dragon by himself, and was almost killed by the dragon's claws." Thankfully, silence came to the rescue. ”

"I'm not silent this time, I can't pretend to be slapped in the face, haha."

nodded silently, and a faint smile rose at the corner of his lips: "Hmm." ”

The fat man was stunned, suddenly turned his fat head, and stared at the silence in surprise.

Just now...

Silence is a nod?

The fat man jumped, and for some reason, he seemed to feel that the silence in front of him seemed a little familiar... There was a familiarity that I hadn't seen in a long time.

The fat man's fat face trembled, and he quickly pulled Shen Yuan's sleeve and whispered: "Shen Yuan, do you think that silence seems a little strange?" ”

The music around was too loud, and Shen Yi didn't hear it clearly: "What are you talking about?" ”

The fat man snorted and raised his voice: "Fat man, I said!" Do you think! Silence isn't quite right! ”

As soon as his voice roared, Chunjie, Bai Chen, Yu Dongchen, and Silent himself heard it.

Everyone's eyes swept to silence.

Silence, people are as their name suggests, joys, sorrows, and sorrows are all a paralyzed face.

It is only in front of Mr. Shan that silence will have other expressions.

Shen Yi scanned silence up and down, and shook his head: "No, I think silence is normal." ”

The fat man frowned, rubbed his fat fingers, and mustered up the courage to lean over and ask for silence: "That... Silence, you-"

"I'm fine." Silence, low as stone.

It's just that

Looking at him at the finals,

I remembered a lot of things I had forgotten.

Silence and Shan always know each other because of this game, this game condenses too many memories of the two, the past is vivid, and then looking back at the familiar scenery.

The fat man touched his fat double chin, and from his professional doctor's point of view, the silent disease seemed to be cured.