Mr. Shan was stunned when he heard this, and scratched his head: "I remember that it is uneven, don't lie to me if you are silent." ”

As a typical science boy, Mr. Shan has maintained the good habit of loving all science codes and recognizing half of the words.

Silent and did not answer, standing by the railing at the height of the gymnasium, overlooking the crowd gradually gathering from the square, among which many fans of Shanzong, with a variety of signboards, looked extremely eye-catching in the crowd.

Mr. Shan deliberately showed off and said proudly: "See, the Shanjia army is all over the country." This is the popularity of the master, the face of the WD team! ”

Immediately Fei snorted, too lazy to pay attention to this swaggering guy, and slipped back to the lounge.

immediately flew to know the current affairs and took the initiative to leave space for the two to exchange brotherly feelings.

Standing silently next to Mr. Shan, his hands on the white railing, he looked at the crowd swarming in the square below.

The silent voice seemed to float from afar: "I remember three years ago, it was also so lively. ”

Mr. Shan pinched the final leaflet in his hand and raised the corners of his mouth: "It's not as good as back then, no one can break the master's next road." ”

In the past three years, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and he has grown step by step.

Mr. Shan saw the gloom in his silent eyes, and his heart was uncomfortable with sobbing for a while, so he generously smiled and persuaded him: "I blamed Li Huaiyu's stinky boy for that incident back then!" If he hadn't been in the way, we would have played a professional game a long time ago, and we wouldn't have to participate in this kind of low-level college competition at all. ”

That crucial game three years ago, lost.

Even if Lu Zuoyu turned the tide and the silence shocked the world, he still couldn't change the ending.

Since then, the DW team has been torn apart.

Silently turned his head, and happened to see the young man's bright and sunny smile, revealing neat white teeth, and his black eyes were as clear as ever.

The little cloud in the silent heart suddenly dispersed, patting Mr. Shan's shoulder, and there was hidden joy in the depths of his eyes.

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Before the finals began, more than 1,000 spectators were seated, which was a grand occasion that the organizing committee did not expect at all.

The gimmick of Mr. Shan + King is enough to shock the circle of King Glory lovers in the south, and the video circulating on the Internet has made countless people focus on Rongcheng.

In the audience, there were also many teams that had lost before.

The earliest Sichuan Cuisine Soul, Diwan, as well as Blue Eagle, Martial Arts Team, Luban Team, etc.

Sitting in the second row, he craned his neck to watch the magnificent arena, and was full of emotion: "Mom, we actually fought with the WD team, and we will blow the shell for a few years in the future." ”

Because Zhong Shui Dumpling was too fat, it took a lot of effort to stand firm in the narrow aisle, sit down, and occupy two seats at once, causing a small earthquake by the way.

Zhong Shui Dumpling took out the Zhong Shui Dumpling with sesame oil he had just bought, and handed it to the string of incense next to him: "Gua Wazi, you hurry up and eat, and when Ha'er is hungry, Lao Tzu won't buy you anything to eat." ”

Chuanchuan Xiang took the food, smashed it, smashed it, and chewed two bites: "Mangwaer, you say, this ultimate zero team can win against the WD team, right?" There is a baby named Wuyun in Tingsuo, who is a king of hundred stars. ”

Zhong Shuijiao waved his hand: "Xiaoqiu can't be, your baby will eat first, and the old man will have heartache when he is hungry and has stomach problems." ”

Chuanchuan Xiangqiao's face flushed, and she glanced at the dead fat man who didn't know how to hide it, and lowered her head to eat dumplings.

Not far from the other side, there were five members of the Luban team.

Number Three hung his head and sat silently on the seat next to One.

No. 1 is still Sven's cold style, maintaining the majesty of the captain, pushing his glasses with his fingers, looking up at the huge arena, his eyes are full of regret.