This solo lasted about 9 minutes.

The reason why it lasted so long was not because of how fierce the battle was, but simply because Sima Liang had been hanging up under the tower and didn't dare to come out at all.

insisted until Xia Xin made up 100 knives and announced the end of the solo competition, and he had to give up.

Then, Xia Xin also knew why Zhang Feng and Zeng Jun were mad at the beginning.

This person is not only fast in his hands, but also fast in typing, and he scolded himself the whole time, and he scolded for nine minutes, and scolded all the ugly words.

It is clear that professional players are no different from passers-by trolls, mainly depending on their personal quality, and professional players are nothing more than trolls with strong skills and fast hand speed.

Even after the game, Sima Liang was still scolding.

"you, what the hell are you, take this thing to pit your dad, you change to a normal thing, dad won't break your legs."

Xia Xin just replied calmly, "Your leg has been broken by me." ”

Sima Liang was already angry, and it was useless for the teammates next to him to pull it, and scolded, "Come again, see if Dad doesn't kill you." ”

"Retreated."

"Don't go, you slut, play yin, dad has a grudge with you, pick me up if you have a little backbone, don't you even have dignity......"

Xia Xin ignored him and retreated directly.

There is no passion, no stalemate, and no suspense.

Xia Xin used an overwhelming advantage to crush the professional player, Sima Liang.

However, this kind of bureau, which gives people the most intuitive feeling, is not happy at all, and there is always a feeling that it is not very fair.

Is the so-called solo such a thing?

Zhang Feng thinks that solo should conquer the opponent with strength, so that even if the other party is unconvinced, he will be helpless to take you, so that it will be more glorious.

This kind of solo doesn't seem to have much to do with personal strength anymore.

To take an analogy, it's similar.,The orthodox solo method is recognized by everyone as decency.,And this kind of opportunistic tricks.,It's the Demon Sect.,Although you win.,It's also shameful.。

Zeng Jun was the first to react, put his arm on Xia Xin's shoulder and said, "Ahaha, win, it's good to win, the money should arrive soon, it is worthy of being the sixth child." ”

After he said this, Zhang Feng and Wu Ziwen also came back to their senses.

nodded again and again, "Yes, yes, it's good to win, yes, I thought I would only be able to eat green vegetables and radishes in the future." ”

"Well, it's good to win."

As if to deliberately emphasize, Xia Xin heard 3 sentences of "It's good to win", Xia Xin also smiled and said, "Well, let's get the money back first." ”

He didn't pay much attention to this matter, and immediately changed the topic and asked, "By the way, when will the national finals start, has it been decided?" ”

He thought that this was the end of the matter, but it was far from over.

Sima Liang was already short-tempered, solo was abused like this, where did he suffer it, he was furious at that time and wanted to tear Xia Xin apart.

He had to find out who was this new night.

So he also asked in the group of professional circles.

At that time, it happened that the dragon monk was chatting in the group, and he felt that the number of Xinye was a little familiar, and after thinking about it, he found that Xia Xin had used this number once when he was playing a training match with them.

Sima Liang immediately asked, "Have you seen him, who is he?" ”

"He seems to be, once on the national uniform, the first in the national service, the love night ...... of 1800 points"

"That love night? Why, this shameless thing turned out to be him, see if Lao Tzu doesn't kill him......"

……

……

When Xia Xin walked out of the bedroom, he was actually still thinking about that solo thing in his mind.

After all, the other party is a well-known professional player, so he will be a little concerned about whatever.

There are not many solo opportunities to fight to the death with all your strength.

Is Xia Xin afraid?

Don't dare to fight head-on?

Cowardly?

No!

In fact, he also wants to fight, otherwise it wouldn't be, he hesitated for so long on the policewoman and Vayne at the beginning, he actually wanted to choose.

He didn't think he was going to lose.

After analyzing it objectively, he felt that his winning rate was about 6 percent.

However, after careful consideration, he gave up.

He was thinking, what if, he lost?

Of course, there is actually no loss to him if he loses, anyway, it is the money of the boss and the second child, but the mosquito's money can't be recovered.

Therefore, he can't gamble for his own momentary righteousness, and he has sensibly chosen a 100% winning method.

At least get the money back first, you can't let the mosquitoes drink the northwest wind, it's very difficult for the mosquito family.

Xia Xin gave priority to mosquitoes before thinking about himself,

He felt that what he did was not wrong, although he also had a feeling that it was not honorable to win, but ...... Whatever the other party says, it's good to get the money back, and it's good if the mosquitoes are fine

As for Sima Liang's thoughts,...... Xia Xin doesn't care too much about what others say or think, as long as he does what he thinks is right.

It's amazing to think about it, not long ago, everyone was still a rookie, so fast, Zeng Jun and mosquitoes have become kings.

The king can already be said to be the top position in Ionia.

But...... There are also pros on it.

Even if he is the king, he still can't beat the professional players.

A mountain is higher than a mountain.

Walking out of the school gate, Xia Xin went straight to the door of the School of Finance and Economics to wait, standing on the side of the road and playing with his mobile phone.

From time to time, there will be a couple of college students or friends passing by, and no one will look at him more.

He's just an inconsequential passerby.

Until a pink shadow passed by him and stopped beside him.

"Let's go."

A warm and touching voice rings in my ears.

Xia Xin raised his head and found Xia Shiqi holding her hands, standing beside her, looking at her quietly.

"Well, do you know the road?"

"Nonsense, you think I'm you."

"Please, I'm not a road idiot."

After speaking, Xia Shiqi walked in front.

Xia Shiqi wore a thicker shirt as usual, a snow-white snow-white plush sweater inside, a light blue sweatshirt with a hood outside, the clothes were a bit large compared to her petite figure, the cuffs almost covered the palms of her hands, and then, underneath was a knee-high pink skirt, only exposing the calf, staring at a pair of small black leather boots, which looked quite cute.

While walking, her pink hair fluttered in the wind, with a youthful and moving atmosphere, coupled with her delicate and tender little face, which attracted frequent sideways glances from the male and female students passing by.

When the two came to the intersection of the highway, Xia Shiqi stopped a taxi and went in first, and Xia Xin followed closely.

"Lanling Cemetery."

In fact, when Xia Xin was going home to sweep the tomb, Xia Shiqi said that she would also go to sweep the tomb.

Her mother's grave.

However, she has to wait for her father Xia Chaozong, who went abroad, to come together.

Xia Chaozong also told Xia Shiqi, "He will be soon." ”

However, the word "soon" is, after all, a subjunctive word and does not indicate a specific time.

"Very fast", it can be 1 second, 1 minute, 1 hour, 1 day, or even 1 year.

According to Einstein's theory of relativity, 1 year is indeed "very fast" compared to 10 years and 100 years.

The reality is that her dad hasn't come back from "soon" for 3 days.

It's time for Qingming to end.

Therefore, when Xia Shiqi mentioned this matter to Xia Xin for the third time, Xia Xin said very respectfully, "I'll accompany you." ”

Xia Shiqi reluctantly agreed, saying, "Then take you and get down." ”

“……”

Lanling Cemetery is a famous cemetery for the rich in the city.

Not only is there a special grave keeper to guard it, but the price per square meter is as high as 100,000, which will make people can't help but sigh, the dead live much more comfortably than the living, will it be better to simply die inside?

Saying that it doesn't matter if you have money or not, it's the same after death, but it's just a dry bone, this is actually a lie, even if it's the same dry bone, people are still more comfortable than you.

After thinking about it, he had already come to Lanling Cemetery and got off.

Xia Shiqi came to the post pavilion at the door, and reported his name to the old man guarding the door, and the big iron door opened.

The two walked up the bluestone steps.

The mountains and rivers here are beautiful, and there are turquoise lawns and towering trees everywhere, and people who don't know probably think it's a resort,...... If it weren't for the neatly arranged tombstones all around.

Xia Shiqi took Xia Xin all the way in.

I didn't see anyone on the road.

Basically, if you want to sweep the tomb during the Qingming Festival, you should have finished sweeping it a long time ago.

The two walked for a while, then went up a few steps along the bluestone road, turned to the left again, walked for about 5 minutes, and stopped at a place near the corner.

This also allowed Xia Xin to see three people.

A woman in a black mourning dress was separated by 3 or 4 tombs, and then behind him stood two tall men in black.

Xia Shiqi stopped in front of the tomb and spread out her white and tender palms at Xia Xin.

Xia Xin looked at her with a puzzled expression.

The two looked at each other speechlessly, and everything was silent.

Xia Xin tentatively stretched out his hand and held Xia Shiqi's white little hand.

Thinking to himself, the custom of sweeping the tomb here is really strange, do you have to hold hands to sweep the tomb, he only knows that you have to hold hands when you get married, and you can't think of sweeping the tomb.

Xia Shiqi's face was slightly red, her little face sank, and she glared at Xia Xindao, "What are you doing?" ”

"Eh, don't you mean to hold hands and sweep the grave?"

"Why do you want to hold hands when sweeping the grave?"

"You ask me, I don't know."

"You pig, I asked you to take out the grave-sweeping things?"

“…… Grave sweeping? ”

"Candles, incense, paper money, and so on."

“……”

Xia Xin looked down at his empty hands and empty pockets, "Do you look at me like this, like I brought candle ingots or something?" Where am I going to hide them? ”

Xia Shiqi also glanced at Xia Xin's body, which looked completely empty, and said angrily, "If you didn't say it earlier, how did I know if you were hiding in your pocket." ”

"Please, you and I jingle cat, how can I take out so many things in such a small pocket."

"Who cares about you?"

During the quarrel, the woman in black next to her also looked over and said in a cold voice, "Can you two be quiet and don't disturb the deceased's long sleep." ”