This soyio lasted about 9 minutes.

The reason why it lasted for so long was not because the battle was so intense, but because Sima Liangyi hung up the plane under the tower and didn't dare to come out at all.

Yi insisted until Xia Xin finished the yioo knife and announced the end of the soyoo game, he had to give up.

Then, Xia Xin also knew why Zhang Feng and Zeng Jun were so angry.

Not only did this man have fast hands, but he also typed quickly. He scolded himself throughout the whole process, and for nine minutes, he scolded him for all the bad words.

It makes people clearly feel that there is no difference between professional players and passers-by trolls. It mainly depends on personal qualities. Professional players are just trolls with better skills and quicker hands.

Even after the game, Sima Liang was still scolding.

"Do you fuck you? Are you dead? Use this thing to trick your dad. If you change to a normal thing, your dad won't break your legs."

Xia Xin just replied calmly, "Your legs have been broken by me."

Sima Liang was already angry and smoked, and it was useless to let his teammates be pulled by him. He cursed, "Come again if you have the affair, and see if your dad doesn't beat you to death."

"Retreat."

"Don't leave, you bitch, you are a fool, Dad is fighting a grudge with you, so I'll pick you up if you have some backbone. Are you a little bit arrogant? Do you have no dignity?"

Xia Xin ignored him and retreated directly.

There is no passion, no stalemate, and no suspense.

Xia Xin crushed the professional player with an overwhelming advantage, Sima Liang.

However, this situation gives people the most intuitive feeling, but I can't be happy no matter how hard it is. There is always a feeling of unfairness.

Is the so-called soyio something like this?

Zhang Feng felt that soyio should be conquering his opponent by relying on his strength, so that even if the other party is unconvinced, he will be helpless with you. That way, it will be more glorious.

This kind of soyio seems to have nothing to do with personal strength.

To put it in an analogy, it is similar to the orthodox soyio method that is recognized by everyone. This kind of opportunity is the magic sect. Even if you win, it is not ashamed of others.

Zeng Jun first reacted, and yi put Xia Xin's shoulder on his shoulder and said, "Ahaha, if you win, just win, the money should be paid soon, you deserve the sixth one."

After he said this, Zhang Feng and Wu Ziwen also came to their senses.

He nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, yes, it's good if you win, right? I thought I could only eat vegetables and radishes in the future."

"Yeah, just win."

As if to deliberately emphasize Yi, Xia Xin heard three sentences, "It's good to win", and Xia Xin also smiled and said, "Well, let's take the money back first."

He didn't take this matter too much, and immediately changed the subject and asked, "By the way, when will the national final start? Has it been decided?"

He thought this matter was over, but it was far from over.

Sima Liang had a bad temper, so how could he suffer soyio after being abused like this? At that time, he was so angry that he wanted to tear Xia Xin apart.

He must find out who this new night is.

So he also asked in the professional circle group.

At that time, the Dragon Monk happened to be chatting in the group and felt that the Xinye account was a little familiar. After thinking about it, it was Xia Xin who used this account when he was playing training matches with them.

Sima Liang immediately asked, "Have you seen him, who is he?"

"He seems to be the one who has been on the national server, the first place in the love night."

"That love night? It turns out that he is this shameless thing. I won't kill him."

When Xia Xin walked out of the dormitory, she was actually thinking about the soyio thing in her mind.

After all, the other party is a well-known professional player, so he will care a little bit.

There are not many opportunities to fight with all your strength and fight to the death.

Is Xia Xin afraid?

Don't dare to fight head-on?

Coward?

No!

In fact, he also wanted to fight, otherwise he wouldn't have been hesitating on the policewoman and Vayne for so long, and he actually wanted to choose.

He doesn't think he will lose.

After an objective analysis, he felt that his winning rate was about 60%.

However, after careful consideration, he gave up.

He was thinking, Wanyi, what about losing?

Of course, losing actually won't bring him any loss. Anyway, it's the money given by the eldest and second brothers, but the money from the mosquito can't be recovered.

Therefore, he could not bet for his loyalty. He rationally chose a 100% winning method.

At least take the money back first. You can’t let mosquitoes drink the northwest wind. Mosquitoes’ home is very difficult.

Before Xia Xin considered himself, he gave priority to mosquitoes.

He felt that he was doing nothing wrong. Although he felt that he was not glorious if he won, he would say whatever the other party said. Just take the money back, and the mosquito was fine.

As for Sima Liang's idea, Xia Xin didn't care much about what others said or thought. Just do what he thought was right.

It seems amazing to think about it. Not long ago, everyone was still rookie. So quickly, Zeng Jun and Mosquito were actually kings.

The king can be said to be the top of Ionia.

But there are professional players on it.

Even the king can still not beat professional players.

It’s higher than the mountain.

After walking out of the school gate, Xia Xin walked straight to the gate of the School of Finance and Economics waiting, standing by the roadside playing with his cell phone.

From time to time, there will be couples of college students or gay friends passing by, and no one will look at him more.

He is just an irrelevant passerby.

Until a pink figure passed by and stopped beside him.

"Let's go."

A warm and moving voice sounded in my ears.

Xia Xin raised his head and saw Xia Shiqi holding her hands, standing beside her, looking at herself quietly.

"Yeah, do you know the way?"

"Nonsense, do you think I am you."

"Please, I'm not a road fool."

After saying that, Xia Shiqi walked in front.

As usual, Xia Shiqi wore a thicker dress. She was a snow-white plush sweater inside and a hooded light blue sweatshirt on the outside. Compared to her petite figure, the clothes were a bit too big. The cuffs almost covered her palms. Then, underneath was a pink skirt that reached the knees, only revealing the part of her calf. She stared at her pair of black leather boots, which looked quite cute.

While walking, her pink head fluttered in the wind, with a very youthful and moving atmosphere. Coupled with her delicate and tender little face, the male and female students passing by were frequently looking at each other.

When the two arrived at the intersection of the highway, Xia Shiqi stopped a taxi and went in first, and Xia Xin followed closely.

"Lanling Cemetery."

In fact, when Xia Xin was going home to visit the grave, Xia Shiqi said that she was going to visit the grave, too.

Her mother's tomb.

However, she had to wait for her father, Xia Chaozong, to get up.

Xia Chaozong also told Xia Shiqi, "He will be soon."

However, the word "quick" is a virtual word after all, and does not indicate the specific time.

"Fast" can be yi seconds, yi minutes, yi hours, yi days, or yi years.

According to Einstein's theory of relativity, compared with yio years, yi year is indeed "very fast".

The reality is that her father hasn't come back from "soon" for three days.

It’s time for Qingming Festival to end.

So, when Xia Shiqi mentioned this to Xia Xin for the third time, Xia Xin said very well, "I'll go with you."

Xia Shiqi reluctantly agreed and said, "Then take your place and get it."

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Lanling Cemetery is a famous rich cemetery in the city.

Not only are there special gravekeepers guarding, but the price per square meter is as high as yio ten thousand yuan, which makes people sigh that if dead people live much more comfortable than living people, would it be better to just die in it?

No matter whether you have money or not, you will be like this after death, but you have dry bones. This is actually a lie. Even if it is the same dry bones, people will still live more comfortably than you.

While I was thinking about it, I had already arrived at Lanling Cemetery and got off the bus.
To be continued...