After this game, today's training is almost over. Zhao Jinran slept soundly, snoring like thunder, and saliva began to cover the table. Several people watched, all helpless, but Mo Xian calmly packed up his things, said "I'll leave first", and was the first to leave for his evening self-study.

"Zhou Mo, call him up, it's time for us to leave." The captain gave instructions.

Zhou Mo stepped forward and slapped, pushing and shouting, finally pushing Zhao Jinran to wake him up. But Zhao Jinran was not sleepy, but drunk. Such skills were far from enough to sober up, and his eyes were still blurred. Looking at the few in front of him, he didn't know whether he recognized it. After snoring two words in a vague way, he immediately lie on the table again.

"Oh, don't sleep here, come and I'll take you back." Zhou Mo hurriedly held him up, trying to drag him up, and immediately knew what the concept of "drunk into a pile of mud". Zhao Jinran couldn't stand up at all, and with his own strength, he could not help the mud up at all.

Seeing this, He Yu hurried up and went up, and with Zhou Mo, he finally raised Zhao Jinran. Zhao Jinran was muttering two words repeatedly. After a few times, everyone finally heard it clearly. He was saying: I want to win.

The few people looked at each other, and they didn't feel funny like they were when they saw Zhao Jinran breaking in drunkenly and shouting loudly. They were all drunkenly, but Zhao Jinran couldn't remember the victory of the next game.

"Senior Brother Zhao is also... a person with a lot of heart." He Yu sighed. Zhao Jinran, who first met, and Li Sijie, did not feel relieved of the team. He never did training. Gao Ge knew that these two people were just making up the numbers, so he could not help but endured it.

But soon, to be precise, after Li Sijie withdrew, Zhao Jinran began to become more and more serious, and Zhou Mo had the most say in this regard. Zhao Jinran's learning of Honor of Kings was guided by him step by step. He knew best how much time and energy Zhao Jinran had put in.

Are you angry with Li Sijie? Maybe this was the main reason at first, but now half a semester has passed, and Zhao Jinran's attitude towards games has not changed. If he is angry and persistent, it is too fresh and unrestrained.

Perhaps even Zhao Jinran himself didn't know it. Before he knew it, he was just an accessory to Li Sijie.

"You two can send him back." Gao Ge said to He Yu and Zhou Mo.

"That's all." Zhou Mo nodded, his tone a little helpless, but he was more happy, so he repeatedly muttered these two words at Zhao Jinran.

"Senior Brother Zhou knows where he is?" He Yu asked more.

"I know, let's go." Zhou Mo said, and the two began to hold Zhao Jinran out. Zhao Jinran was really drunk, his legs were like noodles, and he didn't even focus on the ground. He Yu, Zhou Mo was tired when he put him from the edge of the table to the door. He Yu's schoolbag hanging on one shoulder only then slid down and hung it on his arm. Zhu Jiayin came forward and grabbed it: "I'll help you get it."

"Okay." He Yu said, and handed over the schoolbag with Zhou Mo to Zhu Jiayin. The two of them walked in front of Zhao Jinran, and Zhu Jiayin walked behind with her bag. Gao Ge finally left the office. Before turning off the lights, he looked at the corner where Zhao Jinran had lying asleep, and sighed slightly. He did not leave, but followed the group.

When Zhao Jinran was sent to the dormitory, his classmates came to accept it. They were surprised that Zhao Jinran was so drunk. However, those who had returned to the dormitory at this time were all those who didn’t drink much at the dinner before, so they really didn’t know how much Zhao Jinran, who was sitting at the drinking table, drank.

He Yu and Zhou Mo successfully completed the task and said goodbye. Zhu Jiayin and Gao Ge, who were carrying their schoolbags outside the building, were waiting for the two of them together. Zhou Mo was so tired that he didn't even care about it all, and he didn't know that Gao Ge was following behind. At this time, he was surprised: "Why are you here too?"

"I'm afraid you two won't do it, so I need someone to change hands." Gao Ge said.

"Then you're making a sound!" Zhou Mo said.

"You really want me to come?" Gao Ge said.

"Didn't you say all this..." Zhou Mo's tone began to decline.

"Senior Brother Zhao should be fine. He has a sober classmate here and will take care of him." He Yu sat here to pick up his schoolbag while introducing the situation.

"Okay, then let's go." Gao Ge said.

"Where are you leaving? I'm right across from you." Zhou Mo also took back his schoolbag, and his dormitory building was opposite Zhao Jinran's building.

"Go and eat something." Gao Ge said.

"I'm not hungry." Zhou Mo said casually, but when he saw Gao Ge glaring at him, he immediately continued: "But you can sit with everyone."

"Senior Sister is mighty!" Zhu Jiayin saw all the details and admired Gao Ge. How did he develop such prestige?

"Then let's go." Gao Ge said that, and walked towards the front, Zhu Jiayin walked up with joy, preparing to train one and two.

He Yu and Zhou Mo, who had just put Zhao Jinran upstairs, were not breathing evenly. They looked at each other for a while, as if they were carrying one Zhao Jinran, and threw their schoolbag on their shoulders with difficulty, and followed the two girls staggeringly.

The place where you have lunch is still the East Gate. I just came with Zhu Jiayin last night and came back today. However, this time I was led by Gao Ge, so the style was completely different. I didn’t mean to ask for a few people, so I sat down at a roadside stall.

Firewood wontons.

He Yu looked at the stall and knew that there was no need to order what to choose today. Yesterday’s potato flour had side dishes, but today the stall was more attentive. There was nothing else except bowls of wontons.

"Boss, three bowls of wontons." Gao Ge waved to greet him.

"Ah?" Zhou Mo was stunned. He finally sat down at the place and put down his schoolbag to take a breath. He was ready to replenish his energy. This...

"You're not hungry," Gao Ge said.

"Is it okay to ask for a bowl of soup?" Zhou Mo was in tears.

"Give me a bowl, don't have coriander." Gao Ge glared at him again, turned his head and finished speaking to the boss.

Zhou Mo immediately smiled and sat on the stool with her schoolbag in her arms and began to wait happily.

"Everyone has heard Zhao Jinran's words." Gao Ge, who had ordered wontons, turned around and looked at the three of them.

"Ah?" The three of them were stunned.

"You want to win." Gao Ge said.

"Of course," He Yu said.

"But Huarong is really hard to fight," said Gao Ge.

"Senior sister, please introduce it to me." He Yu said.

"Every round of games we experienced before, even most of our training games, the breakthrough point was actually in the main attacking stage of Mo Xian. As everyone can see, his strength has advantages over most ordinary players, and it is an advantage of crushing level. Using his suppression level strength to create a global advantage has become a common way of victory." Gao Ge said.

"But this time, it's different."

"Yang Qi, who will be on the sidelines with Mo Xian, is in my opinion, who is enough to rank in the top five in our school... No, the top three players. Like Mo Xian, he has a crushing advantage over most ordinary players."

"Is that sister so powerful?" Zhu Jiayin was surprised. Her impression of Yang Qi herself was already very vague. She only remembered the game she played with Hua Rong that day. There was no outstanding performance in the impression of Yang Qi guarding the road. It was not like Mo Xian's game. A system report was reported in a while. xxx defeated xxx, reminding everyone of his existence at all times.

"Because she is different from Mo Xian, Mo Xian will do his best to play any game, and she will be reserved most of the time."

"What's there to keep?" He Yu expressed his incomprehension.

"Do you know why she joined the Huarong Team?" Gao Ge said.

"Why?"
Chapter completed!