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277. Endless grief, the golden medal of the Chinese hero appears!(1/2)

October 26, 1021, at 6 a.m.

The news that Wushuang Wings won the final championship of the Holy Grail War spread throughout China on this cool morning.

Countless cities are brightly lit, and tens of millions of people are not sleeping all night, just to watch the final decisive battle.

In the central square of each city, the live broadcast of the Holy Grail War is still playing.

Unfortunately, the picture is covered with snowflakes.

Obviously, at the last critical moment, the live broadcast lost its signal.

However, this does not prevent people from knowing that the Warriors ranked first in points.

It's been six years!

China once again held up the supreme Holy Grail of Glory!

Both Holy Grail Wars were represented by the Wushuang Wings.

In the first time participating in the competition, Wushuang Wings was five points away from the first place, so they missed the championship.

However, the whole country of China did not blame the entire team for this.

Because everyone knows what price Wushuang Wings paid on the road to winning the championship!

The captain of the team in the Chuang team has fallen, and the team members are injured more than half and are on the verge of disbanding!

And this time, Wushuang Zhanyi finally defeated his former opponent with his wisdom and indomitableness and washed away his former shame!

Win supreme glory for China!

However……

It was obviously a time worth celebrating the whole country, but for some reason, no one cheered or thrilled at this moment.

People look forward to each other in the dark.

My mood keeps ups and downs with the team's experience.

It was like walking through a long and long dream, and until the end, I realized it was a nightmare!

Like a dream, like a illusion!

Wushuang City, the gymnasium of Sky University.

"call……"

"I didn't expect that the final result would become like this."

"This team is really tragic."

A taxi driver was sitting on a chair in the gymnasium and ignited a cigarette.

He kept staring at the big screen in the museum, and he couldn't let go for a long time.

He was in the same mood as him, and there were countless students and citizens sitting below.

The last scene you see is Su Yun hugging the corpse king that was about to be detonated, and then disappearing into the endless starry sky alone!

The back was so decisive and firm.

No hesitation or timidity can be seen.

It is precisely this way that the people in the gymnasium become like this!

Or silent;

Or empty and godless;

Or crying!

In the front row, there was a pretty slim figure with a round face, sitting blankly on the chair.

Looking at the snowy screen.

she……

There was no blood on his face, and his hands, which were huddled in his sleeves, were even clenched into fists.

His nails were deeply trapped in her skin.

Little red spots slide down your fingers!

Lonely and sad...

"Xinghen, what are you doing? Are you crazy? Let go of your palms!"

A scream came from the girl.

That was another girl, with healthy wheat skin.

Her name is Zhao Li, and like the injured girl, she is a student in Class 7 of the General Hospital.

At this time, she and her best friend Chu Xinghen were watching the competition they participated in by her favorite class teacher!

Then……

I saw the scene where Su Yun finally disappeared!

"Xinghen, I beg you, let go of your palms, don't you feel any pain?"

"Can you not do this? Teacher Su will definitely not want to watch you become like this..."

Zhao Li's voice was full of crying, and her anxiety made her on the verge of collapse.

Perhaps when he heard the three words "Teacher Su", Chu Xinghen was stunned and turned his head slowly.

The eyes are empty and unconscious, and there is no focus at all.

The expression on her face was apart from being dull, and there was endless confusion!

It's like a little girl who did something wrong, at a loss and at a loss!

Just staring at Zhao Li tightly, Chu Xinghen's mouth trembled, and his eyes were filled with horrifying blood.

I don’t know if it was because I stayed up late to watch the game or because of the sadness that I couldn’t let go in my heart.

Anyway...

she……

Already in a deep collapse!

"Zhao Li, Su...Teacher Su...He...Huh...He..."

I don’t know if I remembered a warm moment, Chu Xinghen’s eyes gradually turned red and his eyes suddenly became rosy.

I can't forget those deep nights.

She is in a dream...

The person I saw...

That thin and handsome figure!

Once upon a time, he also comforted her with a smile.

"Xinghen, is it okay..."

I have never forgotten the hope that Teacher Su brought to himself in a desperate situation.

It was a light, a light that shone through her entire life!

But now...

That person actually disappeared into the sea of ​​stars...

Life and death are uncertain!

"Zhao Li... Teacher Su... Will Teacher Su..."

Zhao Li's lips were also trembling slightly.

Her eyes flew across her best friend's face and saw the deep sorrow in her eyes.

Looking at each other for a moment, she seemed to have looked at all the fireworks in the world!

Sad, sad, and at a loss!

"It's okay, Xinghen, it's okay, Teacher Su will definitely be fine."

Resisting the sourness in her nose, Zhao Li turned around and hugged Chu Xinghen, preventing her from seeing the same wetness in her eyes.

And, gently comforting:

"We must believe that Teacher Su is lucky and will definitely survive the explosion, right?"

Chu Xinghen trembled and murmured to himself:

"Really?"

"Really?"

"He won't die, right?"
To be continued...
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