Rebirth: National Crown Prince

  Chapter 526 A man has tears and does not flick

   Gu Rou was shocked, "Ze Xi, are you going to take over Xingyao?"

  Wan Zexi shook his head and said in a low voice, "I won't take over, just lead Xingyao temporarily."

  Chu Yan pursed her lips, although she was very unwilling, but if Big Brother really couldn't compete, Wan Zexi's strength was more suitable than him to manage Xingyao.

   "Okay!" Chu Jun suddenly responded.

   "Xingyao and the game are up to you." Chu Jun knew that even if he could still play, it would only be a burden to Xingyao. Instead, it would be better to let Wan Zexi win the game instead of him.

   He believed the boy.

   He believed in the strength of the boy.

   He could see that this young man was a born king, and Xingyao entrusted him, he was very relieved.

Wan Zexi's thin lips pursed, her eyes glanced at Chu Jun's injured hand again, she didn't know what to think, and suddenly said: "Captain, if you keep imitating others, you are only the shadow of that person in the end. It's just, maybe... this time things don't necessarily all look bad."

After   , Wan Zexi turned around and left the ward.

   Mo Yu saw this and left.

   Looking at the two people who were leaving, Chu Yan asked with some doubts: "What did Zexi mean by what he said just now? What does it mean that it doesn't necessarily look bad?"

  Gu Rou shook her head and said softly, "He said that A-Jun has always been a shadow of someone before." As for who that person was, Gu Rou already had a clear answer in her heart.

  Chu Jun's body tensed at that moment, a dark light appeared in his deep eyes, and then disappeared in an instant.

  His technique was taught by Mo Shang from the very beginning, and the operation and play style gradually became stained with the shadow of Mo Shang's play style.

   As time goes on, this feeling becomes more and more obvious, and some fans even joke that he is another little Moshen.

   But only Chu Jun knew in his heart that he and Mo Shang were too different, and Mo Shang's unique style and operation could never be copied by him.

   In the hospital corridor.

   "Fuck! The little brother in the hat is so handsome!"

   "The hospital has such a handsome little brother, it's worth the trip."

   "It feels good to wear a mask next to it! It's very beautiful."

  Wan Zexi didn't seem to hear the voices of these people, but she took out her mobile phone and made a call.

   "Xiao Hei, help me with one thing." The boy stretched out his fingers and gently rubbed his eyebrows. The more anxious he was, the more indifferent the boy's expression became.

   Mo Yu on the side was silent.

  ***

  Wang Xiao looked at the group of teammates who cared about him in front of him, and smiled silly, "I'm fine, at least my life is still alive, but I suffered a little skin trauma."

   "Ghost TM's skin trauma!" Runyue patted Wang Xiao's head angrily, "You can still laugh at this time, I really don't know what to say about you!"

   The more he talked about Leap Yue's tone, the lighter his tone became, and his eyes were a bit astringent. Wang Xiao could be regarded as a veteran of Xingyao. Although he usually looked carefree, he was very cheerful and loyal.

   "Wang Xiao, if you take good care of your injuries, there will definitely be a way to recover." Ye Qing said solemnly.

  Deng Zhuo also said harmoniously: "Yes, there must be a way."

   "I know everyone cares about me, but I know my hand, the captain and the others are fine, I don't care." Wang Xiao smiled indifferently.

  Leng Yuan looked worried, "Wang Xiao, are you really okay?"

   "It's okay, you can rest assured."

  Ji Mingliu put his arm on Qian Xu's shoulder and said, "Let's go out first, and let Brother Wang have a good rest first!"

   "Well, let's leave, Wang Xiao, good news, don't think too much."

   So Ji Mingliu and the others left the ward where Wang Xiao was.

   Seeing that they had left, the smile on Wang Xiao’s face disappeared without a trace.

  Wan Zexi was about to knock on the door, but was abruptly stopped by the scene in the room.

   The man on the hospital bed had ruddy eyes, and the corners of his eyes were even more moist. They all said that men don't cry easily, but the big boy, who was always cheerful and a little silly, cried at this moment.

   Mo Yu naturally saw it too. For the first time, such complex and dark emotions appeared in his always cold phoenix eyes.

   (end of this chapter)