In order to show ease, natural, casual and unofficiality, He Yu didn't get up when he talked to Mo Xian, nor did he keep staring at Mo Xian. He just turned his body and looked at Mo Xian when he asked about that. Then he was already turning back, showing that he didn't care.

As a result, Mo Xian's answer was so quick and brief.

"Okay", the two words, but the instructions given to He Yu seemed to be "Don't move and beat you to death". He Yu, who was turning back, suddenly froze. The sound of Mo Xian sorting out the books was heard in his ears, and He Yu seemed to be unable to hear anything except He Yu.

He Yu didn't know how long he had been stunned. Based on his feelings, he felt that he might have been stiff for a century, so his body was so stiff that he couldn't move.

He turned his body back, but when he looked at Mo Xian, before he could say anything, Mo Xian had already handed him a page of paper.

"What?" He Yu asked mechanically.

"My schedule." Mo Xian said.

"Timeline?" He Yu's brain is running at this time, in terms of computer terms, it seems to be a 4-bit microprocessor, which belongs to the initial stage in the history of CPU evolution.

"Don't it take clear time to train together?" Mo Xian said.

"Aren't our class schedules the same?" He Yu, who couldn't think, would only continue along what Mo Xian was saying.

"This is my schedule, not a schedule," Mo Xian said.

"Oh?" He Yu took it stupidly. Although it was not a class schedule, it was arranged in the same way as the class schedule. However, compared with He Yu and his class schedule, Mo Xian's schedule was too dense. He Yu held it and looked at it for a long time, but in fact he didn't read a word. After a while, he raised his head and said that he had nothing to do with the schedule.

"Did you agree?" He Yu said.

Mo Xian frowned slightly, obviously disliked He Yu's delay that seemed to be 460, but he still nodded.

"Why?" He Yu almost blurted out. The 460 that had been around for a while was actually caused by this problem, and everyone would be troubled.

It’s like Tang Monk was mentally prepared to go through 108,000 miles to encounter difficulties when he went to the Ming Palace. As a result, the Buddha came from the sky and said that you are here, and the scriptures are here. Please keep them. Can you bear this?

He Yu looked at Mo Xian, and his eagerness to know this answer at this moment exceeded Ramo Xian's vision of joining the team. As a result, Mo Xian was a little puzzled: "What why?"

"Uh... Actually, I didn't expect you to agree to join the team." He Yu said, lowering his head and looking at Mo Xian's schedule again, "After all, you seem so busy."

"But I still often play a few games. I play by myself or with you. What's the difference?" Mo Xian said.

"It sounds very reasonable..." He Yu said.

"That's all." Mo Xian said.

"Okay... I'll tell you." He Yu said.

"Okay." After Mo Xian said that, he continued to work on his business. He was nothing more than the trivial things he had to do after returning to the dormitory every night, which was no different from usual. He Yu was standing by but seemed to be struck by lightning.

When he opened the small group of Lang 7 on his mobile phone, Zhou Mo was talking about Mo Xian’s performance today as he expected. Both of them highly recognized Mo Xian’s strength and were highly anticipated by his joining, but at the same time they also felt that it was very difficult.

He Yu, who was struck by lightning, felt that he could not be like this and wanted to shock them, so he looked up at Mo Xian and said, "I'll pull you into our team."

"Okay." Mo Xian said.

So the chat in the small group came to an abrupt end the moment the system prompted a newcomer to join.

Mo Xian’s WeChat name is not used as real name, but it is the same name he was when he played the game: Schrödinger’s Cat.

Then Schrödinger's cat spoke.

"Hello everyone," he said.

"This is my timeline," he said again.

Then a picture was sent into the group, and then He Yu saw Mo Xian put down his phone and continued to work on the things he had to do before returning to the dormitory to rest.

"???" The three question marks came from Zhou Mo, and they were chatting privately in the small window. He was obviously shocked, or he was still a little unsure, but no matter what, Schrödinger's cat was already in the group, and he felt that it was not good to say anything in the group, so he came to chat privately with He Yu.

460's emotions were transferred from He Yu to Zhou Mo. He Yu, who returned to normal, calmly replied at this time: "Do it."

"How did you do it?" Zhou Mo asked immediately.

"A thing of one sentence." He Yu said.

"What do you mean?" Zhou Mo was shocked.

"Do you want to join our team to play together?" He Yu replied.

Then there was a long silence, and after a full half minute.

"What then?" Zhou Mo asked.

"Then he said yes." He Yu said.

"that's all?"

"that's all."

Another silence, half a minute passed, but it didn't work. He Yu didn't continue to wait. Based on his understanding of Zhou Mo, he felt that it was impossible to be just 460. This would probably be a crash and restart, and he needed to wait.

The chat window was cut back to the group, and when she saw that Senior Sister Gao Ge was more calm and meticulous in doing things. Mo Xian posted the schedule, and she immediately looked at the schedule carefully. After reading it, she gave her comments: "You have a lot of time to arrange this time, so how can you have time to train?"

"Time outside the timetable." He Yu looked at Mo Xian when he walked past the desk and replied when he found that there was any news.

"Did you say it's after 10 o'clock every night?" Gao Ge said.

"Yes." Mo Xian said.

"Where is the game time?" Gao Ge said.

"I will adjust as much as possible," Mo Xian said.

"What if I really can't adjust it?" Gao Ge asked.

"Then consider whether you can adjust the game time." Mo Xian said.

"This idea is really great!" Gao Ge said.

"There are only two methods." Mo Xian said.

"What if it still doesn't work?" Gao Ge continued to ask.

"Then I can only make choices based on the importance of things." Mo Xian said.

"How important is the competition to you?" Gao Ge asked.

"Zero." Mo Xian replied.

"My words are finished," said Gao Ge.

"Good night, senior sister." Mo Xian was polite and knew Gao Ge.

He Yu and Zhou Mo, who were watching from the side, didn't dare to get in a word, were almost sweating. In Gao Ge's mind, the game needs to be taken 100% seriously, but for Mo Xian, the importance of the game is directly zero points.

The two of them watched the system news, without any doubt that Mo Xian would be kicked by Gao Ge immediately. After all, for Gao Ge, the attitude of the game has always been more important than the technology of the game.

The two waited for a minute, but Mo Xian was not kicked, and Gao Ge seemed to have finished speaking and did not speak again.

And Mo Xian and He Yu saw him packing up a little and had already started to drill into the bed.

"Do you want to start a game?" Mo Xian, who was sitting on the bed, looked at He Yu and asked.

He Yu immediately picked up his phone and jumped onto the bed, and answered Mo Xian briefly and forcefully: "Take me flying."
Chapter completed!