Chapter 77 Not a war3 player

Ma Xiang is in a box, but this box is a half-package type, with only one entrance, but there is no door. In fact, there is also a reason for this design, because few people walk through the box, so there is no need to design the door, which is also more convenient for monitoring. This is the personnel of the Internet cafe. The view.

All of a sudden, Xiao Liu and the six of them walked behind Ma Xiang, but he didn't find it and didn't feel it at all. Maybe it was because of the game, but Xiao Liu looked at Ma Xiang's battle, just a simple battle, and Ma Xiang used ORC, a sword saint, plus wolf riding, simple playing. Even the fingers were so simple. Xiao Liu looked at his body and felt that his hand shape was very good. His body was not very straight. Overall, he looked big, but Xiao Liu saw that this person had no strength. The mouse in his hand made a gentle rustling sound, and his left hand clicked on the keyboard without strength. It was so long. Inadtention, more accurately, it is like a soulless person, more like a walking corpse. I don't know why Xiao Liu's first feeling is like this.

In Ma Xiang, except for sinking into the game and not knowing the situation around him, he did not have anything that war3 players should look like. Xiao Liu suddenly remembered that in the past, his previous imagination of e-sports players may have been like this, with no vitality at all. Xiao Liu can Imagine that if a person who was not bad in war3 in the past and comparable to Zhou Ping and Yang Yi became like this after the game with Haolong, then you can imagine how miserable and how frustrating the game between Ma Xiang and Haolong is.

"Speer Ma Xiang" Zhou Ping is always taking the lead. At this time, he can speak, and he gently puts his hand on Ma Xiang's shoulder.

Ma Xiang was awakened at this time! It seems that someone will be behind him. He seems to be awakened, as if he was forcibly pulled out of the game world of war3, put down the headset, and then turned back.

Now Xiao Liu can see his front. He heard this from the secretary. Zhou Ping and Yang Yi took him and thought about it countless times in his heart. Now in front of his eyes, he can see his face. Xiao Liu has thought about what this senior looks like countless times, but he just hasn't thought about it. This way. Xiao Liu could clearly see that Ma Xiang's face was depressed, as if there was some depression, as if there was an explosive courage on his face. You can't guess what he was thinking behind his back, but it seemed that he was suppressed by something, but he could not show that domineering, that is, a deep face, and the eyes that Xiao Liu saw. Eyes, thick gray, as if they have experienced countless experiences and then slept in the deepest part of their eyes. This is a senior, a senior who once became a popular figure in school, but now looks too suppressed, as if he can't stand it, and then appears on the outside.

"You are the students of the E-sports Academy" Ma Xiang's first sentence is this. It seems that he has a very careful observation. At a glance, he knows that Xiao Liu and others are all students of the E-sports Academy, but Xiao Liu and others are all unexpected Ma Xiang's voice. His voice is very cold and cold, as if he has no feelings at all. , it's so cold that it's cold. Among the war3 players Xiao Liu has seen, there is no such thing at all, facing everyone coldly.

"Ye�, we are this year's war3 students" Zhou Ping replied, but Ma Xiang also knew that war3 would not have appeared in this Internet cafe.

"What's the matter?" Ma Xiang was very careless. He made sure that Xiao Liu and others were all students of the e-sports college. Knowing that they were war3 students, he didn't care even more. Unexpectedly, he turned around and entertained in his own game, which was a completely ignored attitude. This puzzled Xiao Liu and Zhou Ping. Enthusiastic figures like Yang Yi were eyebrows. His head is tight, as if he doesn't like Ma Xiang's attitude.

"The senior is like this" Zhou Ping was very patient and sat down beside Ma Xiang, but Ma Xiang still did not turn around, but he did not welcome others to disturb him and didn't want to pay attention to Zhou Ping at all.

"Has the senior returned to the college recently?" Zhou Ping still wanted to say things directly, but now that the other party has such a cold attitude, it is not easy to speak directly, so he asked.

"College?" Ma Xiang stopped, but still didn't turn his head. He just stopped and stopped playing. Now Xiao Liu's appearance in Ma Xiang's scene is that he has lost. Ma Xiang looked at the screen and exited, returned to the computer desktop, thought about something, and said in a cold voice, "I haven't been to college for a long time"

"Oh, so what has the senior been busy with recently?" Zhou Ping just didn't get to the point, which made the people who came together a little anxious, especially people like Mu Yun, who showed a little impatience on their faces.

"If there is anything, just say it." Ma Xiang was straightforward, but he didn't want to go around with Zhou Ping. Zhou Ping smiled faintly, "Don't you remember me?"

"Why don't you remember that you are Zhou Ping, the war3 student of this class, and you are also a very powerful figure. You called me yesterday, didn't you?"

"Ha ha, well," Zhou Ping said that he could still accept Ma Xiang's cold tone. His attitude was still very good, always with respect for his elders. He didn't blame Ma Xiang's attitude at all.

"Didn't I say I didn't want to see you? Why did you come to me?" Ma Xiang's voice never changed.

"Since you are all here, can you listen to me?" Zhou Ping tried to let Ma Xiang listen to himself, because for Ma Xiang, if he wants him to understand Xiao Liu's situation and state, he still has to say a lot now.

"I don't have time" Ma Xiang didn't give a chance at all, which suddenly made Zhou Ping, who had a good mentality, have a headache.

"Hey," Xiao Liu couldn't stand it anymore. He just shouted out. Zhou Ping wanted to stop it too late. Xiao Liu seemed to have a breath. He couldn't stand Zhou Ping's politely towards his senior. As a result, this senior was so treat Zhou Ping. Xiao Liu thought it was too inhumane!

"Are you a war3 player or not? Why do you feel that you don't look like a war3 player at all?" Xiao Liu's voice doesn't feel impulsive, but he is a little dissatisfied. Now he can't stand it even in the face of his seniors, and it's the same among the war3 players he usually see. Friendly, but now Ma Xiang is so cold, not like war3 players, but more like the attitude of other e-sports players.

When someone said this, Ma Xiang slowly turned around and looked directly at Xiao Liu. However, Xiao Liu felt too different. He knew that there was the same look as Zhou Ping and Yang Yi, but it was covered by a kind of darkness. Xiao Liu didn't know what to do. Such a look is difficult to express in words.

war3 player? Professional students? When Ma Xiang said these words, his eyes changed a little, as if he had entered something he didn't want to recall. These Xiao Liu were all in his eyes. Xiao Liu knew that he would become like this because of his senior with Haolong. It was a little too much to think about what he had just said.

At this time, a faint sneer appeared on Ma Xiang's face, just so short and helpless, like a overwhelmed sneer in the face of things he couldn't face. Then Ma Xiang said lightly, "I'm no longer a student of the e-sports academy, I'm no longer a war3 player."

After saying that, Ma Xiang turned back to the computer again and didn't say anything. Xiao Liu was suddenly stunned. Such a series of expressions seemed to express something and didn't know anything else, but the heavy sadness in the middle was vivid. Xiao Liu didn't know what to do after such an expression. I don't know what to do. Speak.

(Lao Ma, I'm sorry, now I write your role so tragically, but now I still help Lao Ma curse the guy who stole Lao Ma's computer)