Nine Star Burden

“Mama TV! Mama TV! Hello audience friends, I am host Ip Chung.” A mature urban woman holds a microphone and stands in front of a pillar in a hotel yard.

This woman, of course, is also the host of the Xingwu World Cup, which was used by Mama Jiang. During the last World Cup, she also invited Jiang Xiao to do an interview show. She is also an old friend of Jiang Xiao's.

Ye hunted over and raised his hand to show the hotel behind him: “This is Bailin City, the capital of the will country, behind me is the hotel of the individual World Cup contenders. ”

Ye Chung smiled professionally and took two steps aside.

And as the camera moved, outside the front yard of the hotel, a group of people waving small flags entered the camera's lens.

Ye Chun smiled and said: "We can see that a lot of people from different countries are here, waiting for their national team members to arrive, and the police are also there to maintain order. ”

Whether or not Europe is a heavily affected area with different dimensional gates open, the Earth is still spinning.

That exciting face appeared in the lens and seemed to tell the world that the enthusiasm for the World Cup had not diminished at all.

Ye continued: "We have been notified that Huaxia national team members will be here in 10 minutes, and we will interview a national team member selectively. ”

Ye chuckled, "Audience friends, which team member are you looking forward to interviewing?

Friends watching Ma Webcast can write your favorite player's name on the public screen. ~ Attention, we are individual players. Our team members from Huaxia team do not stay at this hotel. ”

A woman with a mature, knowledgeable face, but a playful, cute smile, seemed to have anticipated which team member's name would appear on the public screen.

No way, the popularity and popularity of small poison milk is simply not comparable to that of other national teammates.

Meanwhile, a bus speedily drove on the Avenue of Bailin City, Willing Country.

Jiang Xiao's elbow held the car window, his palm held the chin, and looked out the window at an exotic country. It was supposed to be a sad literary paradigm, but his mouth seemed to be still crushing and thinking about something, very damaging the atmosphere.

Jiang Xiao was supposed to follow his team and get on the bus of the team players, but as the captain of the national team's personal game, Jiang Xiao was stuffed into the car by the team leaders.

Next to him came the heavy tone of the Jinmen: "Bandits, what do you think? ”

Jiang Xiao retracted his gaze and turned his head. He saw Mr. Liu, the Jinmen mob, and he couldn't help but grin. “Look outside, it's like a city martial law. There's no one on the street anymore. ”

Liu Yang laughed. "There aren't many people in this country. Forget about this country. There aren't many people in Europe. ”

“Kind of makes sense.” Jiang Xiao scratched his head, he had become accustomed to Hua Xia, and suddenly came to such a cold place, he really felt a little uncomfortable.

This cold clearance is definitely not a normal cold clearance, but should be the kind of "martial law" state.

The land area of the willpower is also not large, and there is not yet a large province of Cainan in Huaxia. However, the extra-dimensional space here is very advanced. In the context of the global situation, this is indeed a heavily affected area.

But it also became a bunch of star fighters. Now, these elite college students, I'm afraid not everyone has the "gods fall” and other star moves, right?

Dimensional space in the Dark Forest is open only to willpower.

Liu Yang suddenly approached him and looked out the window: "Hey! Just said no one, it's a lot of people expensive ~”

As the car drove into the hotel, people cheered along the street.

Ordinary people were unable to enter the hotel. As the entrance to the hotel compound opened, the bus slowly entered, Jiang Xiao saw a Huaxia face. At the same time, he also saw a lot of distorted nuts and nasty gestures, and heard their mouth whine.

Jiang Xiao blinked. What do you mean? Aren't you welcome?

That's fantastic!

The less you welcome me, the more I come!

Not only do I have to come, I have to take away the trophy you want.

As the vehicle stopped, Jiang Xiao, as captain of Huaxia, was the first to step out of the car under the greeting of the leading teacher.

In time, the crowd outside the Iron Gate boiled.

The cheers go hand in hand with the shrieks, and this is an interesting scene.

Ye Hung hung a press card in front of his chest and hurried to bring the cameraman over. On the other hand, foreign journalists who were also stationed in the courtyard and waiting for their national team members to be stationed came together.

“Petey! Long time no see!” Ye hunted forward and greeted him with enthusiasm.

Jiang Xiao similarly smiled and greeted him. “Someone I know, looks like your host is very good. I heard that during my last participation in the World Cup alone, you changed hosts? ”

Ye Chung: “...”

Jiang Xiao also felt the atmosphere was a little awkward, and Ye Chuangzhong deliberately flattened, his back to the camera, and his mouth was drawn to Jiang Xiaobi: National Live Broadcast!

Jiang Xiaohehe smiled, embarrassed, that little hand that was nowhere to be placed, took Liu Yang next to him and said: “This is my teammate, also a college classmate, nicknamed Jinmen Mob, very strong! I keep an eye on him! ”

Liu Yang: “...”

Brother, it's live all over the country! You're pitting me! If I get my first fucking round brushed down, I'm afraid I'm gonna get sprayed to death.

Ye Chung-chun, regardless of the foreign reporters he had come across, hurriedly asked: “Cheers and lies coexist. In general, people are very fond of the participants in the Star Warrior World Cup. What do you think about the current situation? ”

Indeed, in general, everyone is willing to offer encouragement.

But Jiang Xiao was different. As the champion of the last World Cup Individual, he defeated the strong hands of so many countries. The vast majority of them were still seed players. So at this time, Jiang Xiao's domestic cry was high, but abroad, he was a “public enemy”.

Jiang Xiao shrugged his shoulders, accompanied by cheers and shrieks outside the door, and said: “It also means that stress and motivation coexist, which feels good. ”

“Oh?” Ye Chung's eyes lit up. In two years, this kid has grown up a lot. How can he speak so much?

Ye hunting hastily asked: "Do you have any goals for this World Cup? ”

Jiang Xiao suddenly laughed and looked at Ye Chuang. "If I said I could defend the crown this time, would you believe me? ”

At one time, Ye Chung returned as if two years ago, remembering the fear that Jiang Xiao ruled...

Ye hunting the chicken like pecking rice nodded, "I believe it, I believe it this time! ”

In the talking room, another bus entered, and the noise outside the door also changed, mostly cheering.

Jiang Xiao turned around and saw a familiar national flag map on the bus through crowded foreign journalists.

Yoo-hoo?

Host team? Will country?

Jiang Xiao was too familiar with the flag. The runner-up to the last World Cup, "Shield of Europe," came from the willpower, and he met the players of the willpower at the previous Elite Star Petitioner Invitational.

Outside the welcome crowd, the people of the will country were more local. In a cheer, the bus slowly stopped and the members of the will country's national team came down.

But as they came down, the atmosphere in the yard changed.

Jiang Xiao only felt that these guys were trying to eat people. They really had a vendetta. Shouldn't their eyes be blue and brown? Is this all red-eye?

A team member from a willing country, extremely pale, watched the reporters surrounded by Jiang Xiao in the center, led by the leader, walked into the hotel first.

Although there were no linguistic or physical conflicts, the scene just now was witnessed and everyone knew it.

Jiang Xiao's heart sighed darkly.

In Huaxia, he was held to the altar, and he had a huge fan support. After all, Jiang Xiao was a national honor winner.

But Jiang Xiao is the target abroad, especially for the players from these powerful countries, and can't even be called the “national enemy”.

Over the past two years, all the teammates from all countries, feared by the coaches, have studied everything crazy about Jiang Xiao.

People are not stupid, they all know that in two years, Jiang Xiao will definitely take part in the World Cup again, naturally, among these players, the top priority must be Jiang Xiao.

We're all in our 20s, all pride in heaven. Who doesn't have pride of their own? Which one isn't Blood Gang? Which one isn't a strong winner?

Jiang Xiao was able to understand their mood, but could not understand their situation.

If you want, these World Cup contestants should all live in the shadow of Jiang Xiao, trained day and night...

Ye Chuanzhong of course saw this scene, and under the question of a group of foreign journalists, her Chinese language was very pleasant and directly attracted Jiang Xiao's attention: “Xiao Pei, it looks like you are in a bad situation. If not surprisingly, players from many countries have targeted you. ”

Jiang Xiao's arm grabbed the tools beside him, Liu Yang, "Everyone is young, I think it would be better for them to find some realistic goals to catch up with. ”

Liu Yang opened his mouth. He knew Jiang Xiao's style and had seen it on TV.

But at this moment, he stood beside Jiang Xiao, and under the same frame as Jiang Xiao, the bandit actually said such a wild word, it was... so handsome!

In the talking room, another bus entered, carrying a star and stripe flag.

Ye Chuanzhong was somewhat worried, "Due to the city area limitations, the number of police forces, and the current opening of different dimensional spaces in Bailin City, teams from 5 to 6 countries will be staying in the same hotel. I hope the team members stay calm and don't have any conflicts before the competition. ”

Ye hunchuang's voice had not gone down, and over there, the team of US players had crowded over.

Unlike the players of the willpower, the players of the willpower lined up, bypassing the surrounding press corps and walking into the hotel gate, but the team of US players did not seem to mean to detour, but pushed the crowd towards the main entrance of the hotel.

How could these ordinary journalists be opponents of elite star warriors, backing down in crowds?

Boom.

A US player who was supposed to pass by with several people hit Liu Yang's shoulder with a heavy shoulder.

Liu Yang was foolish and then realized what was going on. The time was dark.

Dinima... you're going to hit the right guy! The enemies are over there. Why are you hitting me?

Liu Yang hasn't finished spitting. In the US team, the second team member hit Liu Yang in the same way.

Jiang Xiaowei frowned slightly. The next moment, his body flashed and he stood directly in front of the leading U.S. team member.

Also at this moment, the reporter with the cards in the courtyard hurriedly lifted up the camera, like a shark smelling blood, and crazed forward.

Jiang Xiao's forehead against the forehead of a curly-haired black man. “Don't you have long eyes to walk? ”

Negro youth similarly went back with their foreheads, "Get out of my way. ”

Liu Yang glanced at Hua Xia's camera and grabbed the camera with his hands and backed away.

Jinmen thug is a real brother, he blocked the live national cameras with that big face, and said: “Sukemen World Cup, what are you talking about? It's fun..."

Time, live on the web, a question screen floating by...

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“Bandits in trouble, mob support! Remember this big face, this big face trying to save the little poison milk image! Forget it, I'm leaving first. I'm going to watch the foreign media live..."