Gao Ge was on the other end of the phone. Hearing Zhou Mo's loud show off, he didn't make a fuss at all. He just asked lightly, "Where's the newcomer?"
Zhou Mo put away his trembling for a second, covered the microphone with one hand, turned around and asked He Yu: "Did the newcomer reply to the message?"
He Yu glanced at his phone and shook his head.
"I haven't replied yet." Zhou Mo said to the other end of the phone.
"Oh." Gao Ge answered and hung up the phone directly. Zhou Mo's excitement and showing off were all stuck in his throat, holding the phone in a daze. He Yu looked at him quietly, but didn't speak. Zhou Mo was stunned for a while, the climax of excitement finally subsided, his expression returned to normal, and he looked at He Yu with some embarrassment.
"It's a little bloated." Zhou Mo reviewed himself.
"Point?" He Yu disagreed.
"Before I met you, how could I have thought that I would have such an opportunity to have a gangster with professional masters?" Zhou Mo sighed.
"Don't you still have the ambition to be a professional player?" He Yu said.
"Just think about it, how can I not count my weight?" Zhou Mo said with a smile.
"But that's not what they said." Seeing Zhou Mo like this, He Yu suddenly felt distressed again, and blurted out this sentence.
"They? You mean?" Zhou Mo's disheartened eyes suddenly flashed again.
"Although you didn't show much, you have zero mistakes. For professional players, this is very important." He Yu said solemnly.
"This..." Zhou Mo was stunned. There is nothing wrong with saying that he has made zero mistakes, but the problem is that in this round, only three professional players beat the opponent to nothing. Even if he wants to make mistakes, he must be given a chance to make mistakes!
"So brother, if you really have the heart, don't belittle yourself, but be more determined. If you have already determined that you can't reach the height of the professional level, then how can you find out where is the path for you to rise? "He Yu continued.
"I..." Zhou Mo continued to be stunned, but his mind was already struggling.
"Anyway, I think so." He Yu said, and stopped paying attention to Zhou Mo's expression, which seemed to be running away. As far as zero mistakes are concerned, although it is true, it is indeed as Zhou Mo thought in his heart that it is more difficult to make mistakes in this round than to make zero mistakes. He Yu lied, and brought up this unremarkable matter again through the mouth of a professional player. Because in this round, Zhou Mo's zero mistakes are really not worthy of attention, but in all the games that He Yu has seen, Zhou Mo's stable mentality and few mistakes have always existed clearly.
It's just that this kind of characteristic is not outstanding at all, and there is no clear data in the game to reflect it, so maybe even Zhou Mo himself has somewhat ignored this rare and valuable point in himself. In the countless kpl matches that He Yu has watched, players with this quality are usually not stars, nor are they the most eye-catching ones in the team. There is no clear trace of their contribution in the statistics, but He Yu's mind can reveal countless details of these players that are like pinpoint sea gods.
He Yu didn't know if Zhou Mo could become such a professional player, but he really didn't think it was worth it for Zhou Mo to ignore his bright spot that was not easy to see. The crazy admiration for Yang Mengqi shows Zhou Mo's longing and longing for professional players and the professional circle, but if he takes Yang Mengqi as his reference object, He Yu feels that Zhou Mo is completely wrong. That is totally different from his style. Yang Mengqi's overall view and mastery of details ensure that he dares and can make waves. But Zhou Mo's stability and restraint were something that Yang Mengqi had never possessed.
So, don't say it too early, if you have the heart, you really have to try hard to know, instead of setting up obstacles for yourself in your heart, denying yourself...
So He Yu told this lie and made up an affirmation that didn't exist. I hope that the idol's halo can give Zhou Mo more momentum.
But also because of lying, He Yu felt a little guilty, and didn't dare to pay attention to Zhou Mo's reaction at this time, pretending to find a game nearby and then watched it absent-mindedly.
He waited for the sound to sound beside him, but Zhou Mo remained silent. A few minutes passed, He Yu took a peek casually, and found that Zhou Mo's state was the same as his these few minutes, and he also watched the game closely, in a state of absent-mindedness.
"Cough!" He Yu coughed deliberately. Zhou Mo's emotions were interrupted. He glanced at He Yu and then at the game in front of him. The schedule, and then confirmed that this is a game that should not appear in his detection range.
"Senior brother, what's wrong with you?" He Yu asked knowingly.
"I'm thinking about what you just said." Zhou Mo said.
"Oh?" He Yu pretended not to care. At this moment, he was more worried that Zhou Mo really wanted to see what "they" said in detail, and what wording they used, it would be embarrassing...
Fortunately, no, Zhou Mo just looked at He Yu very seriously and said, "I think my idea of professional players is really too casual, and I haven't really worked hard for this goal. It seems that I am waiting When I woke up one day, I suddenly opened up the second channel of Ren and Du, and then received invitations from professional teams."
"So I've decided!" Zhou Mo's eyes became serious and solemn: "I want to download all of Yang Mengqi's game videos, and carefully find the gap between me and him. It's no longer just a dream, but to practice hard and strive for it." Become a professional player as good as him!"
"Ah... Brother, you..."
"Thank you!" Zhou Mo patted He Yu vigorously.
"It's not... Brother, this..."
"I'll treat you to dinner at noon!" Zhou Mo's tone was beyond doubt.
"But I didn't bring my meal card!" Even saying such a thing carried an unparalleled confidence.
"So wait for me. I will be fast!" Zhou Mo said, really fast, turned around and ran out in big strides.
"Hey..." He Ou only grabbed the air with his raised hand, and Zhou Mo was full of energy like Guan Yu who had made a big move, charging so hard that no one could stop him.
"The power of this idol seems to be a little too much..." He Yu stood there, muttering to himself dumbfounded. If Zhou Mo's style wants to become Yang Mengqi, it's not a detour, it's completely different! It may be possible to achieve this achievement by circling the earth.
"What can I do..." He Yu couldn't laugh or cry, and took out his phone, feeling that it was time to ask for help off the court. I found Gao Ge's number in the address book. He Yugang was about to confirm his choice, but when he saw the title and a string of numbers under Gao Ge's name, he suddenly felt that maybe this was a better person to ask for help.