Shang Yang: "..."

True or fake?

With his rank, those who can match him randomly are masters, and those who stand opposite him at this moment are just a child of a few years.

Moreover, when he comes to random matches, he always uses small trumpets and never large trumpets. Even if this child really matches him, how can he be sure it is him?

Huo Zhongqi saw the suspicion in his eyes: "What I said is true. Your trumpet is called shang, right?"

"The small trumpet is called shang, and the large trumpet is called yang?" Qin Junye smiled and said, "Isn't it Shang Yang together? Brother Shang, you are really not creative at all. Your small trumpet is too easy to decipher, right?"

"How do you know that my trumpet is shang?" Shang Yang was even more confused.

"I analyzed it!" Huo Zhongqi looked very calm, but he could see his expression and voice, with the confidence and pride that children of this age were unique. "I have watched you play in the team, studied your tactics and techniques, and matched your trumpet together, I analyzed your tactics and techniques, and found that you are the same person."

Shang Yang: "..."

I understand every word, but when I put it together, it seems that I can't understand it at all...or, I can't believe it after I understand it.

"It's true!" Xiao Shumeier said proudly: "My brother Qiqi is a genius, and I will never forget it. Moreover, my brother Qiqi is the technical emperor and analysis emperor. What I brother Qiqi analyzes will never be wrong!"

Shang Yang was stunned.

If he was not the person involved in this incident, he would have suspected that the scene in front of him was a prank show directed by a TV show.

After a while, he nodded and said, "Yes, my trumpet is shang."

"Wow!" Qin Junye sighed: "This is really a fate to meet you!"

Shang Yang: "..."

Is this how it is used to meet you when you are destined to be together?

It seems...can it be used like this?

Xiao Shumiaoer looked at Shang Yang: "Brother, can you not play games in the future?"

"It's not that I can't play games anymore," Shang Yang looked at him: "I can't play professional games anymore. The speed and accuracy of the opponents in professional games are very high. After my finger was injured, although it doesn't affect my daily life now, I can't deal with the intensity of the high competition. The sensitivity of the fingers is far inferior to before. I can't be a professional e-sports contestant in the future."

Cutting off one's future is like killing one's parents.

Although Cao Zhao only broke one of his fingers, what he broke was his bright future.

If he hadn't missed his father and was unable to do so, he would have wished he would die with Cao Zhao.

"It's so pitiful..." Xiao Shumiaoer looked at her sympatheticly, "Can it be cured if you find a good doctor? My sister Ya'er's medical skills are very good. I'll ask Sister Ya'er to help you treat your fingers?"
Chapter completed!