"Go away."

"Go away."

"See you tomorrow."

“Huh?”

The midnight snack was not too late, but the purpose of relaxing was completely achieved. At the intersection, the five people were saying goodbye to each other with smiles. Suddenly, a familiar figure was walking slowly under the street lights. Seeing the five people at the intersection, they immediately stopped.

"Mo Xian." He Yu waved his hand and greeted him, and then looked at each other and smiled at the other people. Everyone felt regretful that Mo Xian was no longer there at night, but they turned around and met him here. Although they were about to part, at this last moment, all the members of Lang 7 finally gathered, making them feel a destined little beauty.

"Is it just over?" Mo Xian walked over to meet the five people.

"No, it's over long ago. I went to eat something. Mo Xian, are you hungry? Do you want to have a midnight snack?" Zhu Jiayin welcomed Mo Xian very actively, and the others were stunned behind him.

"You weren't full just now?" Zhao Jinran screamed in surprise, thinking about Zhu Jiayin's appetite in confusion.

Zhu Jiayin glared at him fiercely, but Mo Xian's answer had already come here.

"No, thank you." Mo Xian said, and looked at He Yu: "Come on?"

"Let's go." He Yu turned his head to greet the people and looked at Zhu Jiayin, showing a very regretful expression.

"Go quickly and go quickly." Zhu Jiayin was not polite to He Yu and drove him away angrily.

"Let's go." He Yu stopped talking and left with Mo Xian first. The two of them didn't say much along the way, just walked silently. However, He Yu was already used to the quietness when he was with Mo Xian. He would not feel as embarrassed as before and always had nothing to say. Thinking about Zhu Jiayin, he just couldn't adapt to this alternative way of getting along with each other. He was always very positive and enthusiastic, and then... and then there was nothing. This was the worst.

"why are you laughing?"

Just as he was about Zhu Jiayin's misery, Mo Xian suddenly said something beside him.

"Ah? Am I laughing?" He Yu said.

"Yes." Mo Xian nodded.

"Oh, I just remembered Zhu Jiayin." He Yu said.

"Oh." Mo Xian responded, but didn't ask what happened. He Yu looked at him and stopped talking. Zhu Jiayin's closeness to Mo Xian was so obvious. Will Mo Xian be unaware of it? He Yu felt that it would not, so he didn't need to say anything. That's Mo Xian, who is very independent and handles everything well, does he need to come up with any ideas?

The two returned to the dormitory and finished each other's own cleaning. The daily game before going to bed was not left behind on the eve of the final. Zhu Jiayin mastered their rules and waited in the game every night at this moment. However, after entering the game today, he found that Zhu Jiayin was not online.

"Fei?" He Yu cut out the game and asked Zhu Jiayin on WeChat, but he hadn't received any response.

Could it be that this nail hit tonight made Zhu Jiayin seriously injured and disabled? He Yu muttered to himself that Mo Xian had sent an invitation in the game, and He Yu accepted the joining team. Mo Xian did not start immediately. Instead, he waited for a while and looked up and asked He Yu: "Is there no one?"

"No news was replied." He Yu said.

"Oh." Mo Xian started the game while responding.

As soon as he entered the competition, He Yu immediately focused on his mind. However, although he worked very hard, he was still a little soy sauce against the backdrop of Mo Xian's strong performance. He Yu couldn't help but think of everyone's discussion on talent in the evening, and felt that it might be his fault to compare it with such an irritating existence.

In the end, the game was led by Mo Xian to victory. At the moment when the enemy crystal exploded, three passers-by teammates cheered "666" for Mo Xian's Schrödinger's cat.

Judging from the final game data, He Yu is not worse than those three passers-by teammates, but he is compared with Mo Xian...

Wrong, wrong, it shouldn't be compared.

He Yu quit the game, cut out the game and looked at WeChat. Countless messages popped up, all of them were Zhu Jiayin's reply. The first "Fei Feifei", about ten minutes apart from He Yu's invitation, and then there were various screenshots, all of which were He Yu's heroic figure who died in this game.

Seriously injured and disabled?

I was really thinking too much! Just Zhu Jiayin was so strong in front of Mo Xian, saying that she was shameless and shameless was a bit too hurtful, but at least it was Cheng Yaojin's level of tankiness and blood recovery ability. He was seriously injured? Remaining health? Cheng Yaojin's attack power was stronger than the rest of his health! This time, I was wrong again.

"Is it over? Pull me." At this time, a new message jumped out of the window.

So he went back to the game and joined Zhu Jiayin. As usual, the three of them played two games together, and the day ended like this.

When I went to bed early the next morning, I saw Mo Xian packing his books as usual. I didn’t see He Yu, who had woken up, kept his hands lightly, and finally went out quietly with his schoolbag on his back.

Today should be...finals day, right?

Mo Xian's rhythm as usual made He Yu realize that today was actually a very special day for their house. Speaking of which, when the two came back yesterday, the classmates they met in the corridor would ask this and say cheers to the two, but in the end, there was no such atmosphere in their own house.

Final! It's the final!

He Yu reminded himself that he could not be paralyzed by Mo Xian's rhythm. Thinking of it, he took out his phone and looked at it. In Lang 7's WeChat group, Gao Ge and Zhou Mo got up quite early and had been chatting for a while. He Yu sent an expression and said hello to the two.

"What to do during the day?" He Yu asked. The game time was eight o'clock in the evening, and there were still twelve hours left before now. How could He Yu spend these twelve hours? He Yu was a little helpless. He couldn't do that like Mo Xian, and it would be better to be with his teammates.

"If you have time, come and play together to warm up your hands. Don't wait until the official game is officially launched in the evening." Gao Ge said.

"Okay, okay." He Yu hurriedly agreed.

"Where is Mo Xian?" Gao Ge asked again.

"I've gone to study for myself." He Yu said.

There was silence in the group. This was an answer that was not surprising, but the person who heard this answer still had to come out with some gods.

"Then let's just have a few of us." Gao Ge said.

"Are you right away?" He Yu asked.

"Have you eaten breakfast?" Gao Ge asked.

"Actually, I'm still in bed..." He Yu said.

"Mo Xian has already gone to self-study." Gao Ge replied coldly.

"I'll get up right away."

"See you at nine o'clock. I'll ask if you need it today in the office. If you don't need it, we will change places to meet. Where is Jiayin?" Gao Ge said, and at the end he tagged Zhu Jiayin.

This person must have not yet gotten up and had no response. The student union responded quickly. The green light for Lang7, who had made the finals, was given to the green light. The office that was originally intended to be used was useless. Who told Lang7 that there were three main players from the School of Science?

The Dali King Kong team led by Sun Chengzhong, vice president of the Student Union, once regarded themselves as the Academy team, and they were indeed the leader of the Academy. However, since their team was eliminated from the inter-school league, and after Lang7 advanced all the way, Sun Chengzhong found that Gao Ge had already been designated by Gao Ge in the Academy. Mo Xian and He Yunei were appointed as players of the Academy team. The Dali King Kong team seemed to be able to compete with each other for the remaining two places.

Fortunately, this competition is not too damaging. After all, the players of Honor of Kings are also talking about positions. After the two remaining pits of their respective positions, the five-member group of Dali King Kong took the position. It was just a pity that the other three were quietly crushed by the three of Lang7 with their record. Listening to the president's call with Gao Ge, "It's OK, just use it." He turned around and arranged the office in the group to use Lang7 today. Everyone should not bother. Sun Chengzhong felt a little sad.

But what can I do? Fortunately, I am the top laner and I can have a place.
Chapter completed!