"Captain, do you think I am the lone star of the evil spirits?" Sun Xiang looked frustrated.
"Huh?" Zhou Zekai looked back, a little unable to follow his partner's thoughts.
"I was in Excellent Era, Excellent Era disbanded and was eliminated. I came to Samsara, and Samsara's three consecutive championships were gone! You said this World Invitational..." The arrogant Sun Xiang also became a little shaken after experiencing a series of blows such as being eliminated in the eighth season, failing in the ninth season challenge, and losing the championship in the tenth season.
"Well... No." Zhou Zekai said concisely and to the point.
"Forget it, I'd rather play the piano to you! Come on! Come on!" Sun Xiang encouraged himself, and then laughed at himself: "I should be the ace with the most experience! After all, I even won the runner-up in the challenge! Who can be as miserable as me?"
As if the keyword was triggered, Zhang Jiale, who was passing by, turned back and glanced at Sun Xiang: "If life deceives you, don't be sad or impatient. What you need in melancholy days is calmness. Maybe tomorrow will be worse..."
Zhang Jiale patted Sun Xiang, let out a long sigh, and turned away, leaving behind a desolate and sad figure.
Sun Xiang, who was given a mouthful of poisonous chicken soup by a player from Siya, was in a mess in the wind.
World Invitational Tournament, I don't want to come!
PS: I will write it after the ending of the world line of the original work. I will open a pit first. You can put it in your favorites first and wait for dust. The writing time is uncertain.
2022.5.4
Mission: Competitive spirit, friendship, passion, growth
