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ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 129

“00：00！”

Time clears.

The Sabres defeated the Wolves with a leading record and won the first game.

At the end of the game, only a small half of the audience discussed the game process, and most of the discussion topics revolved around Jiang Zhishui, who had never made a shot.

"The genius in the line of fire is amazing, deliberately pretending to be cool, you should be blind in a game, and the saber wins!"

"Jiang Zhishui is really annoying, even if such a person wins the championship, no one will pay attention to half a point!"

"It's really disappointing that the Royal University is known as the No. 1 University in Huacheng, but it turns out that some reckless and arrogant people have been cultivated, and they don't even understand the shallow truth of respecting their opponents!"

The students of the Royal University wanted to shield Jiang Zhishui, but Jiang Zhishui's arrogant behavior really gave them no reason to open their mouths to argue.

The face of the leader of the Imperial University was also faintly stiff, although Jiang Zhishui was not in their control from beginning to end, but this range seemed to have run too far.

Unless Jiang Zhishui uses the most dazzling means to win in the next game, if he is lucky to win, it is estimated that even if he wins, no one will necessarily be convinced.

Compared with the noisy auditorium, the glass room is quiet and silent, and the sound of breathing is clear to the ears.

Wang Yue closed his eyes slightly, his face was as calm as water, his breathing gradually became even, and he was adjusting his state to prepare for the next second game.

If the other party can't make a move, he has no ability to govern, and he won't meddle in his affairs and say something, all he can do is to go all out and do his best to win.

Wang Yue exhaled a breath of turbidity suppressed in his throat, adjusted to a perfect state, he slid the mouse, clicked on the second game of the draw, as long as Jiang Zhishui clicked on the draw, the draw box will draw the content of the second game.

After a few breaths, Jiang Zhishui seemed to be asleep, even if the computer made a piercing prompt, he fell asleep without hearing it, and the team members around him did not have the slightest intention of waking up Jiang Zhishui, and his attitude was a little arrogant.

Zhang Zhikuai and the others frowned slightly, their faces became a little ugly, it was okay not to make a contempt for the saber in the game, and now they are still pretending to be asleep, deliberately not drawing lots, and simply throwing the dignity of the saber on the ground and trampling on it.

Wang Yue didn't have the habit of sticking a hot face to a cold buttocks, so he beckoned directly to the chief referee and asked: "Please ask, according to the rules of the game, after one party draws lots, the other side refuses to draw lots, how much time is it considered to be a waiver?" ”

The chief referee had a vicious vision, and naturally knew that Jiang Zhishui deliberately pretended to be asleep and mocked the saber, if it was a student from other academies, he would have thundered and reprimanded, but because he belonged to the Imperial University, he threw a reminding glance at Jiang Zhishui and asked him to stop.

Half a cup of tea time passed, the latter was still asleep, reminding him to look at nothing, the chief referee was stunned, his face was faintly a little unbearable, and in the face of Wang Yue's relentless questioning, he said heavily: "Ten minutes!" ”

The thin man gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Let's wait, if he has the ability, he will pretend to sleep for ten minutes, and if he has the ability, he will keep sleeping." ”

Wang Yue shook his head and denied it, and said with a gentle smile: "How boring it is, wouldn't we be happy to fight the landlord?" ”

The chief referee had a touch of horror in his eyes, and glanced at Wang Yue, who would have thought that this young man with a gentle smile would have such a vicious plan as soon as he opened his mouth, he was really afraid that Wang Yue would take out his mobile phone and fight the landlord, so that the face of their royal university would be completely lost.

He knew that he couldn't say that Jiang Zhishui couldn't move, and Jiang Zhishui's arrogant attitude made him too lazy to say it, so he cast a meaningful look at the leader's seat, handed over the problem to the leader to solve, and he withdrew himself.

The vice principal who was sitting in the leadership seat glared at him fiercely, and his reprimand expression was very rich, and the meaning was clear, what do you do as the chief referee, if you let me solve everything, what is the use of you as the chief referee, hurry up and solve it for me.

Wang Yue sat firmly on the Diaoyutai platform, unhurriedly took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, his slender fingers poked and touched on the screen, Jiang Zhishui was not afraid of the end of time and the elimination of the wolf, what else was he afraid of?

Wang Yue smiled at the corner of his lips, the waiting time can't be wasted, play games for fun, and play cheerful music to let everyone follow along.

If the Royal University is not afraid of losing face, then continue to let Jiang stop the water, anyway, it is not his face that will be lost, and the four of Xiucai also took out their mobile phones, and when the time comes, the sound of the game and the sound of music will sound, and see how the Royal University will step down.

The cheerful voice was also the moment when the sound of the slap of the royal family university was about to sound, Jiang Zhishui, who had been asleep for a long time, suddenly stretched his waist and made a sleepy appearance.

Jiang Zhishui rubbed his eyes, looked at the game that had already lost a game, deliberately made a surprised appearance of how fake and how fake it was, and said blankly: "What's the matter, how did the first game end, isn't it the pre-game preparation stage?" ”

Binglan's black-and-white voice rendered a splash of color, and said, "Captain, you overslept. ”

Jiang Zhishui patted his forehead gently, sighed regretfully, and said lightly: "It's really unlucky, I was still complacent because I had a beautiful dream, and I lost nothing unconsciously." ”

Wang Yue's pupils contracted slightly, and he caught a hint of light and mockery, Jiang Zhishui mocked himself openly, and secretly ridiculed him not to lose confidence because he won the game, because you will soon lose nothing before you know it.

Seeing Jiang Zhishui wake up, the leaders of the Imperial University secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but the audience's gaze at Jiang Zhishui with disgust was even stronger, and his arrogance really made people not have a good feeling.

As Jiang Zhishui dragged the mouse and clicked on the lottery, the lottery box shook violently.

out of the results.

Tournament Mode: "Team Mode!" ”

Race Map: "Transport!" ”

Tournament setup: "12 minutes!" ”

Match allocation: "Saber is the lurker, and the wolf team is the defender!" ”

Victory Requirements: "At the end of 12 minutes, the one with the most kills wins!" ”

It is also an orthodox game mode, and it is also the eternal king map of the transport ship.

Adjust your backpack, prepare, start the game, progress bar loading......

The laziness in Jiang Zhishui's eyes gradually dissipated, and with the hooked corners of his lips, a sense of battle with arrogance climbed up to his handsome face, crossed his fingers, moved slightly, and made a sound of "Gaba Gaba".

Jiang Zhishui turned his head casually, tilted his head, and said playfully: "This time, let me have a good time with you!" ”