Chapter 063 The event [23] The strongest strategic commander
Mo Sui'an and Mo Qing looked at each other.
His eyes were red and the whites were bloodshot, burning crazily with anger as fuel.
"If you keep playing tricks to hold the group back, I guarantee that you and your Mo family will never have a chance to stand up again." Wen Yingxue spoke softly even when threatening.
Mo Sui'an was pressed against the wall and unable to move.
Wen Yingxue pushed hard with her hand and squeezed so hard that Mo Sui'an gasped in pain. Wen Yingxue asked, "Did you hear that?"
"heard it."
Mo Sui'an used all his strength to squeeze out three words from between his teeth.
Narrowing her eyes slightly, Wen Yingxue let go of him. Then she tilted her head and looked at Mo Qing, who looked like he was watching a show. She didn't say anything, glanced at him and went to the sixth floor.
Mo Sui'an gasped in pain, put his hands on the wall, arched his back, and turned his head away from looking at Mo Qing.
He wished he could disappear where he was.
At first, he chose Wen Yingxue and drove Mo Qing away without thinking, but it turned out that his sister looked gentle but was actually cold-blooded and treated him mercilessly. However, in this scene, Mo Qing was caught off guard.
There is nothing more embarrassing in the world than this.
Mo Qing carried his lunch and walked upstairs, step by step, neither hastily nor slowly. Every sound of his feet on the stairs was like a heavy hammer hitting Mo Sui'an.
Mo Sui'an froze, motionless.
He only hoped that Mo Qing could be a good person for once, treat him as a ball of air, and leave quietly.
When Mo Qing was about to pass him, he took a chance and quietly breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could finish breathing, he heard Mo Qing make a sound like he was singing.
"It's such a drama that you don't want a native chicken but a phoenix."
Mo Sui'an was shocked, and suddenly became angry. An unknown anger rushed up, and shouted at Mo Qing's back: "Don't be too proud, you will cry sometimes!"
Mo Qing stopped.
She stood on the two steps, looking down at Mo Sui'an, who was flushed and furious, and sneered: "Look in the mirror first."
She wrote a few words lightly, like cold water pouring down, cooling the boiling blood in Mo Sui'an's body. Mo Sui'an thought of the shame Wen Yingxue had brought to him again, gritted his teeth tightly, and looked at him with anger.
Mo Qing left calmly.
*
After Peng Ren became lame, the task of buying and delivering meals fell to Goblin.
Goblin was not as meticulous as Peng Ren and Song Yiyuan. When buying food, he did as he pleased and did not follow their tastes. He was disliked by Mo Qing and others.
"Squeamish." After being rejected again, Goblin put his hands on his waist and complained to his face like an old woman, "You are just too squeamish by them! I think back then, we were all eating instant noodles!"
"..."
No one paid any attention to him.
Goblin turned around twice and continued to mutter, and so on, until finally he was kicked by Mo Qing and bent over. He immediately closed his mouth and looked at the three of them with tears in his eyes.
"You guys eat, eat slowly." Goblin said with tears in his eyes, "Your teacher Song has disappeared, I will help you refer to the paper."
With that said, he limped away.
Although he made excuses to leave, he kept his promise and actually went to read Min Chang's thesis that was about to be completed.
After watching for about ten minutes, Goblin ran out. By this time, Mo Qing and others had finished their meal and were packing their things.
Goblin's face was full of shock: "Is the paper really written by the three of you?"
Min Chang: "I wrote it."
Shen Qi: "I program."
Mo Qing: "I model."
Goblin wanted to curse, but he held it back when he thought of Mo Qing's leg sweep. He stared at the three of them for a while, and then shook his head: "Why are you three still in high school? It's not a harm to others." ?"
Hearing this, Mo Qing glanced at him and walked slowly past him: "I really don't want to stay."
Min Chang then passed by: "I don't want to either."
Shen Qi finally passed by: "Just have fun."
Goblin: "..." His brilliant achievements during those years when he was a top student seemed not worth talking about in front of the three of them.
After rubbing his face and patting it again, Goblin took a long breath to wake himself up.
——He is still excellent.
——There is something wrong with his circle of friends.
*
The competition ended at eight o'clock on the fourth day, but the progress of Mo Qing and the others went very smoothly, and they submitted their papers in the afternoon of the third day.
Goblin was not there, so they sent a message to Goblin asking him to pack things and pick up people.
"Would you like to go shopping?" Shen Qi suggested.
She is not a lively and active person, but after three consecutive days of revolving around a question, she felt like her bones were growing together and she didn't want to wait here.
"Are you playing games?" Min Chang turned his stiff neck.
Shen Qi asked: "What game?"
Min Chang replied: "Commander."
Mo Ting heard this and then said: "Where can I take command?"
Mo Qing asked confusedly, Shen Qi and Min Chang both looked at her, one was quite suspicious, the other was quite speechless.
Min Chang was afraid that Mo Qing would ask something he shouldn't ask, so he quickly introduced: "It is a computer game, about sandbox strategy. The game is based on famous battles in ancient and modern times, and two camps are matched, and both players arrange their troops. Formation is a simulated battle."
Shen Qi, who had been lying down for more than a year, became interested when he heard the introduction: "It's quite interesting."
Mo Qing frowned: "Who is your opponent?"
Min Chang said: "We are ordinary players."
Mo Qing said: "It's boring."
"There are also great ones." Min Chang rubbed the tip of his nose with his finger and continued, "This game is officially created to popularize history and exercise the mind. Playing this game requires brains. In short, everyone must have a commander. This year, the official team has organized the first college student league, which will take place in these few days. You can simply watch."
Shen Qi wanted to go, so she asked Mo Qing: "Do you want to go?"
After thinking for a moment, Mo Qing made a decision: "Go."
She nodded, and that was it.
…
There is an Internet cafe in the school, and the requirements for ID cards are not strict, so the three of them successfully got three places.
Min Chang was worried about Mo Qing, his ancestor, and wanted to teach Mo Qing step by step, but after Mo Qing asked him to demonstrate registration, login, and watching the live broadcast of the game, Mo Qing got started smoothly.
Min Chang worried about this for nothing.
Min Chang came to watch the game. It was the final battle. Both teams were high-profile newcomers, and the number of onlookers was as high as one million as soon as the game started.
Like Min Chang, Mo Qing clicked on the live broadcast room, put on headphones, and watched the two camps "coming and going" on the sand table. She yawned.
"Knock knock."
Mo Qing tapped his fingers on the table.
Min Chang immediately took off his headphones, moved closer to her, and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Do you have to form a team to play?" Mo Qing raised an eyebrow.
"You can play it alone," Min Chang explained, "but it's just like playing chess, it's a bit boring and there are very few players. Generally, those who play this are either very powerful masters or rookies who don't understand anything. ."
Mo Qing glanced at the computer.
Min Chang understood and quickly helped Mo Qing operate.
Mo Qing's account has been registered. Min Chang opened the game software, asked her to log in, and glanced at her ID - "father".
Min Chang: "..."
"Um?"
Mo Qing, who hadn't seen Min Chang move for a long time, frowned in displeasure.
Min Chang woke up for a second: "Right away."
He did a simple operation and found a single-player match. After clicking "Match", he took the time to explain the rules to Mo Qing. Mo Qing was calm and composed, and he didn't know if he listened.
After a while, the match was successful, the screen jumped, and the sandbox map interface was entered.
Min Chang glanced at his opponent's name, froze for a moment, and suggested with some hesitation: "How about you stop playing this round."
Mo Qing was confused: "Why?"
"If I remember correctly, your opponent is now number one in the singles rankings." Min Chang glanced at Mo Qing out of the corner of his eye, worried that Mo Qing would lose his temper after getting to know him.
"Really?" Mo Qing suddenly became interested and glanced at Min Chang's hand on the mouse, "Get out of the way."
