Nine Star Burden

Afternoon of 26 May.

Haneda International Airport, Jiangdo City, the capital of Neon Country.

Under the illumination of a flash of light, more than fifty people, dressed in a unified Huaxia national team uniform, bowed their heads and hurried. Under the guidance of the staff, they walked out of the airport and rushed into the bus to pick up and drop off.

Jiang Xiao heard the cry of "Hua Xia" as he lowered his head and walked away...

Two buses, carrying more than 50 individuals, are more than enough. Due to the different items of the competition, the individual and team members are managed separately from each other, from training gatherings to rushing abroad.

“Are we all here yet?” On the bus of the individual racers, the leading teacher stood in front of the car, enduring a flash of light outside the window of the car, shouting out loud.

Fang Xiaoyun hurriedly raised his hand: “Xiao Pei has not arrived, who has seen Jiang Xiao Pei? ”

Meanwhile, on the bus of the team members, Jiang Xiaoyi sat in the rear row against the window, pressed his hand against the seat against the aisle, and said to Wuyao behind him: “Someone's here. ”

Wu Yao was untamed, even more slutty, and even though Jiang Xiao's hand was still in the seat, she sat down with one butt.

Jiang Xiaoqiao stopped hastily. “Hey, do you owe milk? ”

Wu Yao looked impatiently at Jiang Xiao. "Did you get in the wrong car? Go away, you are in Song Chun-hee's seat. ”

Song Chunxi behind Wu Yao was also a little confused. He looked at Jiang Xiao silly. "How did you get in here? ”

Jiang Xiao pinched his collar and shouted out: “What do you mean, I'm a member of the national team too? ”

“Jiang! Pee!” At the same time, the leader teacher at the front of the car shouted, "Jiang Xiaopi is not here! ”

Jiang Xiaoxiao's consciousness shrunk his neck and his boobs hid away.

Wu Yao grabbed Jiang Xiao's back neck, like a bamboo mouse, and picked up Jiang Xiao directly: “Here! ”

Leading the female teacher to look at Jiang Xiao, resentful, angry: “Get back in your car! We're staying in a different hotel! ”

“All right, all right.” Jiang Xiaofeng said, squeezing out the aisle, through the back window, looking at the bus behind him, his body flashed away.

Scare...

The leading male teacher on the bus in the back was surprised and suddenly a person appeared beside him.

When he saw it was Jiang Xiao, the teacher leading the team yelled, "Jiang! Peel! If you get naughty again, get the fuck out of here! There are people staring at your position! ”

Jiang Xiao shook and rushed to the rear. This car is much more relaxed than the front car. Everyone can take a seat.

Walking in the aisle, a strong arm suddenly crossed out and stopped Jiang Xiao's path.

Jiang Xiao looked down, but found it to be a big bald head criminal rock.

The criminal rock looked up at Jiang Xiao and said: "Keep skinning, don't be silly. ”

Jiang Xiao grinned, and Sex didn't go back, squeezing over the body of the criminal rock, sitting in the window position: “What, you want to play? ”

The single-handed king from the southwest snorted: “Bullshit. ”

Jiang Xiao: “Hey, I'm number four. You shouldn't be staring at me, you should be staring at number eight. ”

“Eh?” Jiang Xiao's head ached. She leaned forward and turned her head.

But I saw Iona's delicate face filled with anger and a few hairs in her hand.

Jiang Xiao: “Can you pull off my hair so short? ”

Xin Ai Ansheng glanced at Jiang Xiao and sat down directly.

Jiang Xiao lamented: “It's a woman who can be elected to the top eight, Qiang! ”

The subconscious touched his big bald head...

The rear of the front row stood up and proactively maintained order: “Shut up! Shut up! Keep quiet! ”

“Suck and sneak... ha...”

......

That evening, Jiang Xiao experienced congestion from Jiangdo City, and watched the exotic countryside under the night, it felt wonderful.

After all, the skin color here is similar, the passers-by walking down the avenue, there is no Miss Wuyao more exotic...

As the vehicle drove smoothly and bent into the range of a hotel, Jiang Xiao saw a welcoming crowd on both sides.

“Hua Xia must win! ”

“Huaxia! Huaxia!”

Various slogans eventually converge into two simple words: Huaxia.

A banner, a shout, accompanied by a crowd of cheering freaks, shocked the spirit of everyone in the car.

Are these local Huaxians? Or a national coming from the country?

On the bus, the students sitting in the aisle got up and looked out the window. Jiang Xiao only felt a giant palm pressed against his shoulder, but he didn't make any money.

At this time, Jiang Xiao's eyes were locked in the crowd crowded in front of the hotel square.

Especially when a little boy painted his face with a starred flag. In his father's arms, he raised the red flag high and waved back and forth. Jiang Xiao's heart was overwhelmed with a flurry.

He struggled all the way to this day, wanting to break into this strange land, wanting to do something meaningful.

Jiang Xiao's identity was very special. He entered the secret battlefield and carried out his mission in silence where people did not know.

And this image of the boiling crowd in front of Jiang Xiao knows that there are a lot of meaningful things. For him, although the road is the same, the scenery is really different.

Jiang Xiao couldn't help but reach out and swing at the child.

The little boy shyly hid into his father's arms, painted his face on his father's white shirt, but the father didn't care, his other hand carrying a red flag, dancing constantly against Jiang Xiao.

With the help of the staff, the bus finally slowly crossed the crowd and entered the hotel square, where the group of greeted people were blocked from the square gate.

As the bus stopped, the cadets came out.

What was unexpected to everyone was that people were extremely familiar with every player in the team, such as Jean.

Even though there were very few pictures of their screenings, their past and their struggles were all turned over because they wore the national team uniform.

Everyone gets off and the distant crowd shouts out the name of the learner.

“Ming! ”

“Ming!! ”

Even though he was arrogant and obvious, he couldn't help but raise his hand and gave a little hint before turning to the hotel.

“Fan Ren! ”

“Xie Xiao! ”

“Burn! ”

......

“Wow! Jiang Xiaopi! ”

“Jiang Xiaopi!! ”

“Go! Jiang Xiaopi!!! Forward! ”

When Jiang Xiao appeared, the sound wave was clearly higher than a large cut.

Jiang Xiao's feet flashed, a bright golden halo appeared quietly. The next moment, at the door, the cheering crowd's feet lit up a bright golden love halo.

Even in front of a well-lit hotel, the crowd of people who stepped on their feet and fell in love with the halo was so glaring.

And then the cheer got bigger...

The face of blessing and laughter was printed in his head. Jiang Xiaogao raised his right hand and, with the team, lowered his head to the hotel.

It seems that there are many more reasons for victory.

That evening, everyone picked up their room card and stayed at the hotel.

Jiang Xiao was separated from Master Zhao in the same room. One of the great advantages of staying with an old cadre was that the lights went out early and he slept early.

Well... the bad news is that Zhao Wenlong wakes up early, Jiang Xiao wakes up every morning without the alarm, listening to each other drink tea.

The crowd thought it was going to be okay tonight, but they were notified that they were going to rest for half an hour and meet at 19: 30 p.m. in the first floor of the hotel auditorium.

At 7: 20 p.m., led by Fong Nebula, the Tetu Xingwu troika arrived in the hotel auditorium. A group of contestants and leading teachers had already sat down and the small auditorium was silent.

At 19: 30, a staff member with a sign on his chest appeared on time and began to address the crowd:

“This World Cup is being co-hosted by Neon and Pickle States, so you have to be ready to fly back and forth in both countries. ”

“Compared to participants from other regions, we are lucky that there is little need for jet lag, and the audience on the field can anticipate that many countries will come to cheer you up, which is your advantage. ”

“Set aside all your grievances and grievances and overcome all difficulties, your goal is only to win. ”

“At this Star Wars World Cup solo tournament, more than 113 national and regional contestants are eligible to compete globally, for a total of 652! ”

“No so-called preliminaries! No so-called knockout! For you, every game is the final of your destiny! Win, move! Lost, go home! ”

“If, of course, you still have your life to go home. Every Star Wars World Cup, there are a lot of deaths!

For you, it's not just a race, it's a fight between life and death!

You are star warriors, born warriors, in this World Cup arena, victory means life and death! ”

“Due to the unpredictability of the battle, in some rounds there may be a situation where individual players take turns, but please give up the idea that that person will never be you. ”

“If you can win, your schedule will be very dense. It's not just a battle for your strength, it's a battle for your will, and for a variety of reasons, there are a number of learners who have dropped out of this intensive course.

I expect you to persevere in the end and try your best to complete every game, but I also hope that if you have any physical, psychological or mental problems or leave any symptoms in the game, don't hold on silently!

Use your pride in the right place and keep us informed that we will do everything in our power to help you get through this and don't be alone in fear of being asked to withdraw!

But I'm going to say ugly, if we analyze your disqualifications and can't participate in the next round of battle, you have to give me an honest exit!

I know this may be the only opportunity in your life, but believe me, life is still a long, really long way to go. ”

“Three days later, at 8 a.m. on May 29, in this auditorium, we will be watching the first round of the drawing of lots, and your number will be your ranking number in the team. ”

The leader on the podium shouted: "On June 1st, the finals officially began.

Yes, you heard right, June 1st is the first round of the finals for you on the world stage!

Don't let it be the last round. Good luck and good luck. Do you understand me? ”

“Understood! ”

“Understood! ”

The leader nodded satisfactorily: "Good, now, come up and get the number costume. ”

In order of ranking, ten people went to the stage to collect clothes.

Jiang Xiao got his own size 4 robe, a set of long sportswear with colors between gold, red and white.

White is the bottom, the sleeves are red, the words "Huaxia” are printed on the right chest and there is a red star flag on the left chest.

And on that red left sleeve, on the left shoulder is printed a brush-written "dragon”, a dark golden font dragonfly phoenix dance, like a painting.

The tail swayed down, spreading from the left shoulder to the left cuff, unusual.

Short sleeves and trousers are pure white and are printed with the Huaxia flag.

Whether it's a long-sleeved jacket or a white short-sleeve, they have a bright red number “4” printed on the back with no name above them.

Country only, number only, no name.

Jiang Xiao held onto several sets of robes and walked down.

Regardless of how windy and rainy Neon's June is, whether it's sunny or hot, Jiang Xiao is ready to fight all the time in his long-sleeved jacket, and he's going to wear his lucky shirt inside.