Rebirth: National Crown Prince

Gu Rou was shocked, "Ze Xi, do you want to take over Xingyao?"

Wan Zexi shook his head and said quietly: "I'm not taking over, I'm just leading Xingyao temporarily."

Chu Yan pursed her lips. Although she was unwilling to do so, if her eldest brother really couldn't compete, Wan Zexi would be more suitable to manage Xingyao than him.

"Okay!" Chu Jun suddenly responded.

"I'll leave Xingyao and the game to you." Chu Jun knew that even if he could still play, it would only be a burden to Xingyao. Instead of doing this, it would be better to let Wan Zexi win the game on his behalf.

He believed in this boy.

He believed in the young man's strength.

He could see that this young man was born to be a king, and he was relieved that Xingyao entrusted him with it.

Wan Zexi pursed her thin lips, and glanced at Chu Jun's injured hand again. She didn't know what she thought of, and suddenly said: "Captain, if you keep imitating others, you will only be the shadow of that person in the end." It’s just that, maybe…things this time may not all look bad.”

After saying that, Wan Zexi turned around and left the ward.

Seeing this, Mo Yu also left.

Looking at the two people leaving, Chu Yan asked with some confusion: "What do you mean by what Ze Xi just said? What does it mean that everything may not look bad?"

Gu Rou shook her head and said softly: "He said that Ajun had always been the 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 up at that moment, and a dark light appeared in his deep eyes, and then disappeared in an instant.

His technique was taught by Mo Shang from the beginning, and his operation and playing style gradually became tainted with some shadow of Mo Shang's playing style.

As time goes by, this feeling becomes more and more obvious, and some fans even jokingly say that he is just another little Mo Shen.

But only Chu Jun himself knew that he and Mo Shang were very different. Mo Shang's unique style and operation could never be copied by him.

In the hospital corridor.

"Damn it! The guy wearing the hat is so handsome!"

"Such a handsome little brother came to the hospital. It was worth the trip."

"It feels good to wear a mask next to me! It looks good."

Wan Zexi didn't seem to hear the discussion of these people. She took out her mobile phone and made a call.

"Xiao Hei, help me do something." The young man stretched out his fingers and gently rubbed his eyebrows. The more agitated he felt, the more indifferent his expression became.

Mo Yu on the side remained silent.

***

Wang Xiao looked at the group of teammates in front of him who cared about him and smiled silly, "I'm fine. At least I'm still alive. I just suffered some skin trauma."

"What a bloody wound!" Luanyue angrily patted Wang Xiao on the head, "You can still laugh at this time, I really don't know what to say about you!"

The more he talks about Leap Moon, the softer his tone becomes, and his eyes become a little astringent. Wang Xiao can be regarded as a veteran member of Xingyao. Although he usually looks careless, he has a cheerful personality and is loyal.

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

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

"I know everyone cares about me, but I know my hand well. As long as the captain and others are fine, I don't care." Wang Xiao said with an indifferent smile.

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

"It's okay, it's okay, don't worry."

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

"Well, let's leave. Good news, Wang Xiao. 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 suddenly disappeared without a trace.

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

The eyes of the man on the hospital bed were red, and the corners of his eyes were even more moist. It is said that men are reluctant to shed tears, but the big boy who had always been cheerful and a bit silly was crying at this moment.

Naturally, Mo Yu also saw it. For the first time, such complex and dark emotions appeared in his usually cold eyes.