"The winner of this game is Lang7 Team..." Zhang Chenghao, the only host and commentator of this game, stood in the center of the stage, and announced the result of the game weakly. The words Lang7 Team were like mosquitoes. Everyone in the Lang7 Team who was already beside him could hear it clearly. Seeing his half-dead appearance, Gao Ge gave him an annoying smile.

The five members of the Huarong team also arrived, and the two sides performed post-match handshakes and other competition etiquettes. Yang Qi, who had just nodded to anyone, stopped slightly until she finally shook hands with He Yu.

"Are you in command?" Yang Qi asked.

"Uh, generally speaking, is that right?" He Yu looked at Gao Ge when he said this. After all, this game was not purely his voice, and Gao Ge also made many correct guidance based on her experience.

Yang Qi followed He Yu's gaze and looked at Gao Ge: "I have found an amazing person!"

"It's okay." Gao Ge smiled.

Hua Rong and the others were a little stunned. Is the Dunshan? This game did make Mozi and Marco Polo hate him so much that his teeth were itchy, and the flash of the tyrant's battle was also impressive. However, Lu Bu's technical suppression, Nake Lulu's divine blocking and killing god after his development, and the blizzard that Wang Zhaojun might summon at any time, all of them were very troublesome and difficult to them. In comparison, Dunshan's performance seemed to be thinner, just like Su Lie's existence. The second life is disgusting, but it is not as fatal as the other few. Why did Yang Qiling look at him? Command?

When Hua Rong and his men thought of this keyword, they couldn't help but think of Lang 7 breaking through the lower lane high ground, throwing the master and taking them away for an unexpected deployment, and they all fell into deep thought.

He Yu was of course very happy to be valued and caused thinking like this. He was a little embarrassed, thinking that his talents could not be hidden from the eyes of the masters. He happily explained the scene: "Your Guan Yu is also very terrifying, and I look forward to meeting again in the game next time."

"Next time?" Yang Qi smiled, looked at the audience off the court, and then looked at the competition seat he had just sat: "It won't be here."

"Ah?" He Yu was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Yang Qi said, and looked at his teammates beside him. As a result, the teammates of Lang 7, even Yang Qi's teammates on Hua Rong were confused at what Yang Qi said suddenly.

"Thank you, a good game, I benefited a lot." Yang Qi finally said to Lang7 and the five people together, and then began to walk down the stage. Huarong and the other four people hurriedly followed. Lang7 and the five people immediately left the stage and were welcomed warmly by Zhao Jinran. The five people were perfunctory and gossiped to look at the location of the Huarong team. Seeing that they were all surrounding Yang Qi, the five people soon got up and left the auditorium. Zhang Chenghao, who was still waiting for Wei Xinran to go on stage to continue to partner with him, looked shocked.

"If there is something, there must be something." Zhou Mo said with certainty as Hua Rong and his party left.

"I won't be here next time. This sounds..." Zhu Jiayin said, but she didn't give any answer.

Only Mo Xian still had everything. After coming down, he packed up his schoolbag, stood up and said, "Can I leave first?"

There were other teams to play afterwards, but after completing the Wave 7 game, Mo Xian obviously did not waste his time on watching the game. This is what he wants to go to his favorite self-study activities.

"Go." Gao Ge nodded.

Mo Xian left alone. When he walked out of the auditorium, the bright sunshine was like a new world. He saw five girls in Huarong at the entrance of the auditorium, still surrounding Yang Qi in the middle. Seeing him suddenly walking out of the auditorium, the conversation between the five people suddenly stopped and looked at him. Mo Xian felt the eyes of the five people, nodded slightly to the five people, and left without looking at them.

In the auditorium, Zhang Chenghao could only continue to preside over the situation alone and the game continued.

The Lang7 people who were watching the game were somewhat absent-minded. At the end of another game, Zhao Jinran, who had been playing with his mobile phone, suddenly said "ah".

"What are you doing?" the others looked at him.

"Yang Qi is going to drop out of school." Zhao Jinran raised his cell phone and showed it to several people.

The mobile phone showed Zhao Jinran's class WeChat, with all kinds of surprised expressions and words swept the screen quickly. Finally, another message popped up from Yang Qi, saying goodbye to the classmates.

"No wonder I won't be here next time..." Zhu Jiayin said.

"I just won't be here. If she didn't say anything, there wouldn't be a next time." Gao Ge suddenly said at this time, and then raised her cell phone.

Everyone turned to Gao Ge's phone again and looked at Gao Ge's mobile phone. What they saw was the WeChat record of Gao Ge and Yang Qi's private chat, the conversation that had just ended.

"Why?" Gao Ge asked concisely.

Yang Qi's answer is more concise, without even words, it is a picture, or to be precise, a photo.

Invitation letter.

I sincerely invite Ms. Yang Qi to participate in our team’s trial training. If you are interested, please call xxxxxx before October 25 to learn more.

Signature: Mountain Ghost Team.

"This is……"

Everyone was stunned.

The kpl professional circle is very familiar to senior players of Honor of Kings and even those who have a little professional dream. However, such close and direct contact is unfamiliar to most people.

"Yang Qi... Are you going to be a professional player?" Zhou Mo said after being silent for a long time. The tone contained complex emotions, some amazement, some envy, and some absurdity of Yang Qi's last words.

Next time, it's not here.

The next time, it will be in the professional arena of KPL.

This sentence suddenly became very advanced, making people excited. The few people wanted to fly to the advanced stage to compete with Yang Qi again.

However, the reality is that there has been a very difficult gap between Yang Qi and them. Looking at the date on the invitation letter, it was October 25, which has long passed, which means that Yang Qi has already contacted the Shan Ghost Team. At this time, she probably has passed the trial and can become a member of the Shan Ghost Team at any time. Her calm pace is so fast.

Gao Ge and Zhou Mo look at me, I look at you. Being a professional player in the professional circle is a topic they often talk about when they were in middle school. But in fact, their lives are still moving forward at the pace of normal people. They spend a lot of time on games, but they use this as a profession and their lifelong job and pursuit, but they are still hesitating in their hearts. They seem to be waiting for an opportunity, such as the invitation from a team that was suddenly handed over to them. But is it sure that the invitation Yang Qi received was waiting for? After receiving the invitation, they completely gave up more than two years of study. Do they have the courage and confidence?

They won this game.

But in pursuing the dream of pursuing the professional circle, they are really far behind Yang Qi.

"What do you mean?" After looking at each other for a long time, Gao Ge asked Zhou Mo.

"I have made up my mind. I will work hard to become a professional player and complete the next showdown with Yang Qi!" Zhou Mo said authentically.

"Very good." Gao Ge nodded, "But you forgot one thing."

"ah?"
Chapter completed!