"Yes, that’s right." Leng Yu Meimu looked at Mo Tianyuan confidently in front of the crowd in No.7 Middle School.
Can win? Isn’t that necessary? Even Xiaojun admits that he is very strong, so how can he be defeated by a high school student! Even if this high school student is a professional player in Tiancheng, so what? But the country is the world’s professional player, and there is a seat for everyone!
Zhao Xiaolei saw that she was so confident that she didn’t have the confidence in her heart. "You make it sound like you know someone very well …"
Leng Yu smiled and didn’t answer her anything. However, at this time, she was thinking about another thing in her heart. Let’s see in advance how his accomplishments in mobile games are. If it’s as strong as Xiaojun said, I must drag him to that competition …
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Zhang Shaotian went to the second game platform after a long whistle.
His game is another page in the team of No.1 Middle School. Although his strength is not comparable to that of Zhai Ying and Ye Xingyu, he has been invincible in No.1 Middle School for a long time, and he still looks with his head held high. With the strength of the other two in the team, he has a sense of Smith.
However, since he can stand out among 10,000 people in one school, I don’t think it’s a waste of time. There is still some strength, but it can be said that this strength can be played in the final finals.
This little face is full of rampant color. Zhang Shaotian is also an eye-over-the-top advocate, so 6,000 pages and tens of thousands of spectators outside the stadium saw that before the second game of the finals, the two careless people attacked and slandered each other regardless of their image in front of so many people, and finally found that the other party was also a thick-skinned guy with a protective shield. After that, the two stopped cynicism and cynicism.
Don’t talk nonsense. Let’s go!
"Wow ha ha! Finally, I can see Zhang Shao show his great power again! Sister Yu, how many points do you think Zhang Shao’s game can throw away the eye of No.1 middle school? "
A girl who came to the scene, the higher the tea, the more beautiful the eyes, and finally settled down. Zhang Shaotian seemed to regard the war he had just scolded as a hero’s just struggle to defend his dignity. Seeing that the hero finally took up the shield to guard his home, she couldn’t help cheering and shouting.
Hao Yu smiled and laughed. "Don’t worry, I’m not sure about this game just now. Didn’t he run to more than 10 thousand meters in our school and Ling Zhiwei some time ago? This distance is not close, but this strength can’t be too high in today’s finals with No.1 Middle School."
"Er … that means whether Zhang Shao can win this game is still uncertain?" Anthomaniac female doubt way
"Well, you should be able to say that." Hao Yu nodded and immediately smiled. "This little day is not a student in our school. Why are you so worried? Anyway, there is nothing in our school about winning or losing. "
"Hee hee, who said? In my opinion, Zhang Shao is a copy of our tea. Fortunately, we lost to No.7 Middle School a few days ago. If we lost to other schools, I wouldn’t be happy!"
Hao Yu language shook his head and looked at the front seven teams and MoTianYuan several people are dancing together Liang Ran wry smile way "I think we nameplates, the smaller the partners are now all here in seven"
Who said today’s game is a key high school non-key high school showdown? Didn’t you see that the higher our tea is, the closer we are to Zhonghe No.7 Middle School!
At this time, the square race seems to have reached a stalemate, and both of them are immersed in the eyes at the moment. The track force controls the characters and mounts in their hands and rushes forward over one difficulty after another to the farther track.
That attentive expression is a beautiful landscape for the young pages who have never seen these two people so successful in their studies at school, so they can’t help shaking their heads and lamenting that it is quite masculine for a diaosi to get serious …
"The elder brother of the day must have won this game." Liang Ran looked at the screen in front of him and vomited a word.
Mo Tianyuan also nodded deeply. He has always been very careful about the track observation. He laughed
"Well, I think it’s also very promising. Now both of them have just broken 10,000 shields, and none of them have been dropped until now. But the player in No.1 Middle School has dropped the shield twice at this time. If he hadn’t eaten the shield again at the track, he would have hung up now. From this point of view, there is still a certain gap between his basic work and Zhang Shaotian. We have great hope of winning this game."
Although Xia Qiu just lost the game, his face was not sad. The opponent in the first game was Zhai Ying, a middle school. Even among all the teams participating in this league, it must be that the top three lost to him, including Xia Qiu himself. Many people don’t think it’s strange.
But at the same time, the five-point competition system also puts a lot of pressure on the shoulders of Zhang Shaotian and Mu Yang. After all, if the first game is won in summer and autumn, it won’t matter much whether they win or lose, because they know that Mo Tianyuan, the killer in the team, is still in the last 2 branches. Well, it’s very reassuring to have him here.
But now, since Xia Qiu lost the first game, Zhang Shaotian knows that one of them and Mu Yang must get a point, so that the team of Genesis can make a comeback, otherwise I’m afraid there is no chance for the last game.
Fortunately, Zhang Shaotian seems to be in good condition, and it has been very satisfactory until now, which makes Mo Tianyuan a few people feel quietly relieved.
Well, well, if you can keep this state for a few minutes and a few kilometers, you will die if you win! Everything will be fine then!
However, I don’t know if I was too excited. Several people prayed and had a bad effect soon. The effect was that Zhang Shaotian accidentally fell into a fault with a shield and never came again!
Chapter 23 Who will play in the third game?
"What the hell is this?" The crowd in No.7 Middle School made an uneasy commotion.
On the other hand, the crowd in No.1 Middle School gave a burst of cheers. We will win in freshman year! ! ！”
Zhang Shaotian frowned. At this time, he really wanted to click the "resurrection" touch button, let alone two diamonds. Two diamonds will do! But at this moment, he knew that what he did was not only against the rules, but also made one out of seven lose the name.
Naita went away.
However, the man who played against him seems to have won the game and wants to make up for it. Looking at Zhang Shaotian, his back is not salty or light. "Is that the level?" Let’s practice for another year or two and come back! "
Zhang Shao was furious, and his fists were clenched quietly, but they were released. In this occasion with tens of thousands of spectators watching, he knew he had to hold back.
But he can hold back, but it doesn’t mean that the seven young players can hold back. Losing this game has already made them feel very unhappy. Now, one middle school is not a good thing, and it’s not a pot of anger. Pointing at Taiwan No.1 middle school, the players have cursed.
"This little not long eyes! Don’t you know how many times you made mistakes in the game just now? The elder brother of our day also made a mistake the last time … "
"Yes, yes! I think Brother Tian is deliberately making everyone see that this game is actually better than Brother Tian, but in the end, he didn’t want to lose the game on purpose because he won in No.1 middle school. But who knows that this fellow in No.1 middle school is not only ungrateful, but also disrespectful in hindsight! "
"yes! Which game did our strength in the seventh year not come to a complete abuse? This time, the first two games lost, and we deliberately let it! "
All kinds of arguments are flooding in, interspersed with tea, high school and high school. Some cheers sound interesting, but they are full of words.
The players in No.1 Middle School were dumbfounded. He came to prepare to stay in Taiwan for a while to enjoy the worship eyes of these six or seven thousand people. But who knows that the level of swearing of the seven middle school students is comparable to that of their non-academic majors, and they have taken away his glory as a winner!
Mo Tianyuan several people also looked at each other, and it was impossible to lose two games. But at this moment, they listened to the cheering of these students around them and couldn’t help but be moved by a sour feeling. Then they looked at the players in the first middle school in front and couldn’t help but be happy.
"I’m too big to this …" Liang Ran suck up his tongue.
Mo Tianyuan shook his head with a wry smile. Several people know that even at this time, many students still have hope for themselves, but the eye situation has to be said to be very pessimistic.
I lost the first game and lost the second game again. At this time, No.1 Middle School has scored 2 points in this game. If there are any mistakes in this game, I am afraid that the champion of this game will be completely doomed today.
Also aware of this, there are hundreds of pages present in No.7 Middle School. Although they are screaming badly, all their words must be based on winning the game. If there is no victory, all their wild words will be just a ridiculous struggle.
There is a little anxiety among the people in No.7 Middle School.
Recently, the performance of the Creation Team is really amazing. Whether it was before the provincial experiment or not long ago, they couldn’t stop the pace of the Creation Team. But when this momentum is strong, the team will completely die and stop here when it meets this really strong team in No.1 Middle School …
Many of the audience at the scene are experienced people who beat the provincial experiment in the first seven middle schools and the second middle school. Now when they see the first two games of the seventh middle school, they can’t help but send out a snicker, which makes you hit our school a three-to-one match. Have you met a really strong team? It’s the same ending as us!
"This game …" Pastoral Yang opened his mouth to be awkward.
Mo Tianyuan shook his head. He knew that before he wanted to say anything, their opponents often met with choices, but now it fell on their own heads.
In the third game, Mu Yang was not sure that he would win. If he lost, it would be a cold number. I didn’t expect it to be so heavy on himself, but if Mo Tianyuan came to the game, Mu Yang knew that he would not let No.7 Middle School down.
With this in mind, there are hundreds of pages at the scene of the Seventh Middle School and thousands of people outside the venue.
But at the same time, they know that there is still a problem. Even if Mo Tianyuan wins the third game, what about the fourth game?
"Rest assured that you can win," said Mo Tianyuan.
Let’s take part in this competition, that’s it. If you don’t even have the courage to compete for the championship, you will come!
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