Win!

The moment he lit the crystal on the opposite side, He Yu breathed a sigh of relief. Although A Ke's rhythm had collapsed and the economy was last, He Yu was still quite afraid. In the final analysis, he was completely unconfident in his operations, and his teammates were not like Gao Ge and Zhou Mo during the offensive and defensive battle in the afternoon. In the end, He Yu found some of their habits and rules and forced them to cooperate with them for several waves.

It was very tired, but also very interesting. He Yu's mentality was almost exploded when he first entered this game, but as he played, he no longer felt that his teammates were so hateful. These teammates who were still in the beginner stage finally made him feel quite cute. In the panel after the game, he liked his teammates one after another. The teammates also ignored the past and gave him "sending one blood" but got the MVP of the game, and he gave him full affirmation and praised them one after another.

He Yu smiled and withdrew from the game, then saw a message prompt, clicked in and saw that Shiliuye applied to be friends with him.

He Yu was stunned for a moment, but still approved the application and soon received a message from Shiliuye.

"Brother, what level is it?"

"Bronze." He Yu replied.

"I'm asking you for the big size." said Shiliu Ye.

"This is the big size." He Yu said.

"Who are you going to miss?" Of course Shiliu Ye didn't believe it. He was like walking a real bronze dog and he was going to break his own rhythm. Are he so rubbish?

"I have watched a lot of games, but I haven't played much." He Yu answered the other party in a realistic manner.

"..." Still bringing such a thing? Sixteen Nights were skeptical and speechless.

"What is your big rank?" It's He Yu's turn to ask back.

"Platinum..." Shiliu Ye said guiltily that his rank was lower. After all, he was a defeated player. At this time, wouldn't it be embarrassing to slap his rank higher?

Platinum? Yes? Still a string of ellipsis?

Looking at this strange reply, He Yu didn't think much about it. At first he couldn't figure out what level Sixteen Nights rank, but afterwards, he didn't think his level was particularly high. Even if A Ke lost a little rhythm in this game, he still had a way to quickly get back the initiative. After all, the hero's powerful advantage lies there. At the beginning of the economic boom, Shiliu Ye finally played like this, and it can only be said that his strength was not yet sufficient.

He Yu cut out the game and found that there were a lot of chat records in the Lang7 small group.

"The lineup is OK, very bronze."

"All four people are going to go, Genghis Khan is going to be cold..."

"One blood, miserable."

"Both Sagittarius is going to be cold. This A Ke can play!"

"It's going to be cold again..."

"Oh, this wave is a bit scheming!"

...

...

"Just knowing how to catch people, I finally got my rhythm unbroken."

"At that time, we should have the jungle area, cut into the middle lane, and then follow the two shooters to advance together, and we would have won a long time ago."

"I have been chasing Genghis Khan, and I feel a little vengeful."

"It's also funny to be strong with two shooters. Do you have no idea what to do?"

"What a pity, such a good start."

He Yu flipped through it, from constant complaints to the final summary, what he was talking about was obviously the match he had just played? Did both of them watch the game? But what was going on in the end? Which side were these two people on?

"I said, are you waiting for me to lose?" He Yu couldn't help but say in the group.

"Just on the matter, how can the takeoff game be like this!" Zhou Mo was still sincerely regretting Shiliuye.

"It's still not enough." Gao Ge said.

"How did I fight?" He Yu still wanted to hear everyone's opinion on him.

"What's there to say about the Bronze Bureau?" Gao Ge replied.

"You guys were talking very enthusiastically just now!" He Yu said.

"It's just boring." Gao Ge said.

“…”

Just as he was speechless, the door lock sounded, He Yu's roommate finally came back. He Yu looked at the time and it was already past 11 o'clock. Looking at the door, a handsome boy walked in with his schoolbag on his back. Seeing that He Yu was looking at him, he took the initiative to say hello: "Hello."

"Hello. My name is He Yu." He Yu introduced himself while responding.

"I saw it on the list, my name is Mo Xian." The boy walked towards his desk and put his schoolbag on the table. He couldn't hear much enthusiasm in his tone, and he felt that he was polite and had to go back and forth. In just a few short sentences, he felt that he was not a particularly easy-to-get person.

"What are you doing?" He Yu asked without saying a word as he looked at Mo Xian pulling out the book from his schoolbag.

"Evening self-study." Mo Xian said.

"What?" He Yu thought he had heard it wrong.

"Evening self-study." Mo Xian repeated it, looking back at He Yu.

He Yu got off the bed in awe. This is the day of reporting, and it is not the official start of school. Have the textbook been released? Do you know the course? Where will the self-study classroom leave? This is the evening self-study? What is self-study?

He Yu moved a few steps to Mo Xian's desk, looked at Mo Xian as he took out his book from his schoolbag, and a book "Mathematical Principles of Natural Philosophy" came straight into his sight. He Yu had no idea what kind of book this was, but when he scanned the author, Newton, he suddenly felt a force of knowledge coming to his face, which made him feel the urge to kneel down.

My roommate is undoubtedly the legendary top student. "How many points do you score in the college entrance examination?" I am afraid that in this dormitory, I am a wise decision to brush your teeth.

"I'll go wash first." He Yu calmed down and headed towards the bathroom.

"Okay." Mo Xian responded and continued to clean up his. It was not until they lie on the bed that the two of them began to communicate again.

"Don't turn off the light?" He Yu asked.

"Okay, thank you." Mo Xian said.

After the exchange ended, the room fell into darkness. He Yu was not sleepy yet. Anyone who was a more ordinary roommate must ask him if he was playing King of Glory. But Mo Xian's cold temperament and the book "Mathematical Principles of Natural Philosophy" dispelled He Yu's all thoughts. He believed that Mo Xian's unremitting swimming in the self-study classroom could never be the ocean of knowledge in the King of Canyon.

He Yu was browsing his phone and seeing that Gao Ge and Zhou Mo had already said goodbye to each other, He Liang sent him a message.

“Good fight.”

"Brother, have you watched it too?" He Yu was excited.

"Look, the rhythm is well mastered." He Liang replied.

"What else?" He Yu asked.

"Another need?"

He Yu was depressed. Although it was just a low-end game, it was obviously very interesting. Why do everyone seem to be bored and speechless about his performance?

Leaving his cell phone, He Yu looked at the ceiling.

For him, the step into the King's Canyon was like turning on a new page, which made him look forward to becoming a college student. A bronze game, from the beginning of his mentality and finally winning, He Yu felt more than the moment when the enemy's crystal exploded. He had too many novel experiences that he had not seen before when watching the game. He didn't know how to describe it, but at this time, there was only a general summary that could reflect his mood - quite good.

With this feeling, He Yu gradually fell asleep.
Chapter completed!