MTL - Good God, Stop!-~ Chapter 82

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When the players from both sides stepped out of the battle room, the overwhelming applause immediately wiped them out. Such applause is not only for the winning Black Rose team, but also for the Liuyun team that has shown excellent strength in the game. Although they did not win in the end, they are also worth the warm encouragement of fans.

In the first game of the playoffs, the Black Rose team took the lead in defeating the Liuyun team and won the next game.

In the front row of the audience in the area A, a group of other team members also witnessed the beginning and end of the entire game from the beginning to the end. In the tumult of the audience, the inner surging could not be calm for a long time.

The Black Rose team is very strong, much stronger than before.

Such a feeling has undeniably occurred in everyone's heart.

In this game, whether it is individual or team, even if the performance of the Liuyun team is abnormal, it has not reached a very bad level. However, the black rose team is not only from the operation technology but also from the tactical point of view. Level, it is obviously better.

The rudeness of the Liuyun team can be attributed to Wen Shuqing, who has been away from the game for a long time, but it cannot deny the strength of the Black Rose team because of this excuse.

Yan Duzhou quietly looked at the two players on the stage shaking hands to pay tribute to each other. The final sight fell on the familiar but unfamiliar back, showing a faint warfare.

He knew very well that he was not far off when he retired.

As an older player who has entered the league almost from the beginning of the development of the domestic e-sports field, being able to meet an opponent who is full of emotions in the final battlefield has to be said to be a very comforting and joyful Things.

Song Lan next to her head kept her head down from beginning to end, struggling to write on the notebook she had with her, from time to time, she scribbled out what she had just written, biting her pen tip and lost her thought.

Yan Duzhou glanced at the contents of his notes and asked, "What do you see?"

Song Lan was silent for a moment and replied, "The routine is too messy."

This answer seemed ambiguous, but Yan Duzhou showed a little comforting expression, turned to look at the stage, nodded slowly, solemnly: "Some progress, but we still need to work hard."

...

Compared with the turbulent waves under the field, the Liuyun team on the field seemed more calm.

Wen Shuqing's gaze passed over You Jing and landed on Lin Xiao. The mild radian of the corner of his lips showed a little praise: "You team has dug into an incredible role."

You Jingying said: "Rewarded."

Zhang Fengyu pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "It won't be so easy to win next time."

Shen Chang and Wei smiled and said, "See you in the semifinals next time, right?"

Tao Yaofei held a wheelchair behind Wen Shuqing and raised his eyebrows: "Why do you think we can't make it to the semifinals?"

This provocation charge is a little big ... Shen Changyu and Anhui wiped the cold sweat and responded quickly: "No, no, no meaning at all."

Lin Xiao listened to them with amusement, looked up and glimpsed that Yan Lingjiang stood beside him abnormally and quietly, except to look at him motionlessly, he said nothing from beginning to end. Under such gaze, inexplicably, he was a little discreet, and walked over to ask, "Dayan, what's wrong? You won't lose so much, right?"

However, Yan Lingjiang didn't answer him, and his gaze became even stranger. The corners of the lips trembled slightly as if trying to say something, but he kept pressing and pressing back. In the end, he gritted his teeth as if determined, and dragged Lin Xiao's wrist away: "I have something to ask you."

Lin Xiao shrank his hands subconsciously, only to find that he was using so much power that he couldn't break free.

As he looked up, looking at the figure in front of him, with the cold touch of his palm coming through his wrist, the look of the shallow hippie smile that he had brought under his eyes could not help but fade away, leaving only a faint bad The hunch quietly spread.

Although he hadn't waited to speak, there was a faint intuition that made him feel something that I couldn't hide.

You have to know that Lin Xiao has always held an almost indifferent attitude towards his identity. After all, such a strange and bizarre incident, normal people will never think more about this. Even if he holds each person's arm babblingly to explain one by one, I am afraid that most people will only treat him as a neurosis, so how many people know and how many people find it is only natural for him. .

As for Shen Changhe and Yan Duzhou, one is the closest comrade in arms, and the other is the opponent who knows you best. He naturally fell without pressure when he fell off the horse.

However, Yanling River is different.

He and him, before that, can be said to be completely unrelated. However, because of the difference between yin and yang, he took over his small body and replaced it. In a certain aspect, the only thing facing this man is that he can tell those cruel facts, which is really a bit unbearable .

In the face of Yan Lingjiang, without any denial, Lin Xiao was guilty.

However, there is no other way.

After all, he is him, and the old ghost of that year, no matter what, could not become the "Lin Xiao" that truly belongs to his memory.

...

The corner of the corridor somewhere in the venue is an uncomfortably quiet place.

Yan Lingjiang didn't open his mouth, but Lin Xiao could only stand silently not far away, leaning against the wall to support himself, feeling the sight of his eyes from beginning to end.

At the end, he sighed quietly, fumbled for his cigarette, took a cigarette, put it on his mouth, and took a sip.

He looked up at Yan Lingjiang, who looked like a grieving woman, hesitated, and asked, "Do you smoke?"

In fact, he knew that the other party didn't smoke, but he just said a few words with no problem. Who expected that Yan Lingjiang grabbed his cigarette case without a word, took a quick point, and put it in his mouth. It was a rush.

Lin Xiao was stunned and almost forgot how to taste the smoke, and finally sighed helplessly when the whole person was coughing in the corner and his lungs were almost coughing out. He walked over and grabbed half of the cigarette butts. I threw it out on the trash can and asked, "Just ask me, really?"

Yan Lingjiang coughed for a while and couldn't stop, and finally took a breath, raised his head and stared straight at him, and asked with a husky voice: "Who are you?"

Lin Xiao's cigarette **** on his mouth was crooked, and he was a little sluggish under his straightforward questioning.

Now that the question is asked, it is clear that something has been determined, and there is no point in detouring Tai Chi anymore.

But ... who is he?

This question is too esoteric! Esoteric, he didn't even know how to answer.

I don't know if it was because of the stubbornness or other reasons. At this time, Yan Lingjiang looked a little red at his eyes, and made the intense emotion more exuberant.

Lin Xiao took a deep breath and said slowly: "Let me tell you a story, it's not very long, but some ... well, some complicated."

Regarding this story, in fact, he had already told at least two people, but in the face of those two people, the sum of all the pressures was far less than the previous one.

Not only the story is complicated, but the mood is complicated!

During the sentence sentence by sentence, Lin Xiao couldn't help looking at Yan Lingjiang's expression, but his face was getting lower and lower, getting lower and lower, and finally the falling hairline completely covered his face. I can't see the slightest expression on the whole face.

In desperation, he could only bite the bullet and tell the whole set of speeches, and then, surrounded by a weird silence again. Feeling a little uncomfortable, this feels like asking the victim for forgiveness after doing a bad thing, not knowing what to expect next.

In the end, Lin Xiao is not a person who can't bear his temper. He doesn't rush when he finishes speaking, and continues to spit out a cigarette ring to wait for the other party's response.

However, after a long time, there was still no response. Yan Lingjiang leaned against the wall and drew her head, as if she had fallen asleep in this position.

But falling asleep? This is completely impossible. Even if his level of storytelling is worse, in this situation, it will definitely not play a hypnotic effect.

Lin Xiao noticed his frowning shoulders and frowned, and finally walked over and pulled Yan Lingjiang up: "I said, can you give a counter ... uh ..."

His words stagnated as he saw the expression on his face.

Yan Lingjiang had tears in her eyes with a twisted expression, and finally couldn't help the eyes completely red, but she still bit her lips tightly and stared at him fiercely: "Impossible! I don't believe what you said Lin Shaw! "

"..." Since you don't believe a word, don't give a look of life and death. Such a sense of guilt almost exploded even by himself. Lin Xiao felt his whole head big: "I know you won't be able to accept it for a while, but ... it's true."

Yan Lingjiang looked at him fiercely, as if scarlet eyes were going to see him through completely: "Fact? What **** is the truth! You say you are not Lin Xiao, who are you!"

The problem finally came back again.

"Maybe it's a coincidence, maybe it's not, but I'm really 'Lin Xiao', but it's 'Lin Xiao' five years ago, and the old ghost 'Lin Xiao'." Some things must be digested and accepted by the parties themselves. Lin Xiao did n’t know what his mood was, but he could only say the facts cruelly, “I do n’t know why such a strange thing happens now. It ’s already happening now, only You can say that you respect your decision no matter what you want to do. It's okay to call the police, and it's okay to slap me ... oh I'll go! "

Before he could say anything, he saw something coming quickly. Before he could see it clearly, he had been hit by the merciless fist to the ground.

Yan Lingjiang looked sunny and handsome, and obviously he did not go to the fitness club on a weekday. Such a punch quickly gathered the three essential elements, so that Lin Xiao suddenly felt an eye on Venus: "You really fight!"

However, no one responded to him. In the middle of a spiral, he saw a vague outline to get away, as if trying his best to escape the scene of the accident, and there was no trace in minutes.

Lin Xiao sat down on the ground, looking at the empty corridor, and sighed solemnly for the nth time.

This unacceptable look made him feel guilty.

The fight has already been hit. I don't know if I will calm down, will he spread the matter, or will he accept the police proposal?

Sometimes, even he inevitably felt his mouth, indeed owed ...