Nine Star Burden

With Jiang Xiao's rivals confirmed, the first layer of barrage on the central mother's webcast platform was terrible:

“My heart hurts ~ It's so strong, it's so hot, it's beautiful, it's so hot, the world is so unfair. ”

“Don't be heartbroken in front. Soon she'll be swollen in the nose by the gods of skin! ”

“The blue face is not scary. Fighting is always winning or losing. I'm afraid that the little poison milk will be given to Sister Angel's face.”

“The mood suddenly improved a lot, ღ ('... ᴗ...`) Bit of heart ~”

“Alice tweeted, go check it out, the archangel didn't mean it well!!! ”

As a matter of fact, Alice was dead the first time the Match List appeared.

Sitting in the auditorium of her own national team, she held her forehead with one hand and looked at the screen in front of her, her beautiful eyes filled with incredible...

Won!?

A total of 514 entrants, who became 1513?

The teammates beside her gave Alice a wild thrill, and even the co-teacher was an inspiration for chicken-blooded.

A white young man shouted, "Shit! Why didn't I hit him? Alice, your chance to be a god has come! ”

One of the teammates also said, “Kill him! ”

“Yes, Alice, you've been simulating the battle for two years. Kill him! ”

“Shit, shit, I'm gonna hit him! ”

Alice's sweet face was a little stiff, barely squeezing out a smile and looking cold at the teammates around her.

When the opponents have not yet been identified, these people hold their breath and nobody talks, and when the opponents come out, this group suddenly “live", all so excited, all fighting to grab the little poison milk...

However, it is true that those who were present, who wanted to take the rank and even hit the champion, regarded Jiang Xiao as an imaginary enemy long after the end of the last World Cup and trained for two years in targeted bitterness.

Next to him, a black young man with glasses suddenly opened his mouth, sitting far away, three spaces away from Alice, and when he saw the outcome of the battle and saw Alice's unnatural expression, the curly young man whispered.

“Alice.” The young black man pushed his eyes on the nose beam and looked at the big screen in front of him, whispering.

“Hmm?” Alice turned her head and saw the young man Awful Black, nicknamed "The Great Hammer.”

Blake whispered, "Say something? ”

Blake got up, walked out the other side, and the leader said he was going to the bathroom.

Alice sighed and rose again, saying hello to the leader and walking out of the auditorium.

At the bathroom door, she saw a big black young man, 195cm tall, wearing a size 27 red basketball shirt with frameless glasses.

Alice walked into the bathroom, went to the sink and turned on the faucet.

As she washed her hands, she looked through the mirror at the star Blake, leaning behind her back against the door and watching the corridor.

"Ever since we were little, we've been wrapped up in good faith lies," Blake said softly. Our country, our society and all around us are constantly telling us that we can be anyone and do anything we want. ”

Blake turned to Alice and continued: “It turns out we can't be anybody and do everything. ”

Alice's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, with such a look on her beautiful and charming face that she couldn't help but reach out and soothe her wrinkled eyebrows.

"'That's for you,' said Blake. ”

Alice's eyebrows wrinkled tighter.

Blake pushed his glasses and whispered, “When I checked into the hotel before, the captain and he had a conflict. Last time, Jiang and George Star fought, I'm sure you've seen it countless times, so Jiang can't have any fondness for the players in our country. ”

Alice is slightly stunned, he means...?

BLACK: "Surviving is the future, especially in today's environment, and losing everyone, especially star warriors like you, is a huge loss for us.

Your opponent has been identified, and now I suggest you adjust your goals, put the victory back, and survive first. ”

Alice's face slowed down and a smile appeared in her face, looking at Blake in the mirror, "You know, if you talk like that to someone else, you're gonna get kicked in the ass. ”

Blake shrugged his shoulder and said, "If you've really studied him for so long, you'll know that the kid eats soft or hard. Don't let you pay for what others do. ”

Alice had a bigger smile on her face, and she said, "I know your hidden identity, and I know why you're on the national team, and you've been picking out your favorite players, right? But the test is for both parties, you know, when you say that to me, is it a bonus or a deduction in my mind? ”

Blake: "Unlike them, I like your modesty, which is a rare quality in the whole team. I also like players with a long-term vision, wisdom, and clarity. ”

The words fell, Blake turned around and walked away.

Alice Murmer turned off the faucet, poked at the wall, pulled out a few pieces of paper in the drawer box and wiped her hands.

A dozen seconds later, she took her phone out of her pocket and sent a tweet: "This is the biggest crisis, the toughest challenge of my life. God bless me. ”

Meanwhile, in the small auditorium, Awstar Blake nodded with satisfaction as he looked at the tweets he had painted on his phone.

Since it is both sides' assessment, Alice's approach is a positive one for him.

And when Blake saw Alice's tweet, his smile became more obvious.

I thought she would say what she had just given herself, but I didn't think Alice's words seemed more euphemistic. It doesn't matter, it works.

Not surprisingly, beneath the tweets, is a group of "@ Jiang Xiao Pei Pei Pei" people.

Such a message should be conveyed. Of course, it doesn't matter if it can't be passed on, there are pre-game interviews and spam sessions at the game, and most importantly, Blake needs Alice to think straight and understand the situation.

This archangel, who at the peak of the galaxy can turn stars into martial arts, has been watching for a long time and has been eager to bring her under.

Undoubtedly, in less than a few years, this will be a star sealord.

......

The battle list for the individual matches came out, but in the small auditorium of the Huaxia team, people did not leave, but continued to watch the drawing of lots for the team matches.

This is the episode, where everyone didn't leave immediately, on the one hand, to pay attention to the situation of the players from the next country and, on the other hand, among the team members of the individual competition, there was one participant who was also a team player.

One World Cup, two tournaments, Jiang Xiao is quite the first.

Not only were there no ancients, but maybe even no visitors, after all... people say this is the World Cup of the End.

“Coming, coming! Who's taking these makeup pictures, so cool? ”

“I go, this Gu Shi An, crooked a neck, is this a pillow? ”

Jiang Xiao also couldn't help but hold on to the noise of the debate for a while.

In the figure diagram of the team match, Gu Shi An C came out, stood in front of him, his head crooked, and his face had a Plankton smile. It's a good match for Zheng Xixiao over here, just a straw in his mouth.

Jiang Xiao is very certain that Gu Xuan would like to have a cigarette if allowed...

Behind Gu Shi 'an, also above, Jiang Xiao and Xiayen stood around.

In the team's makeup photo, Jiang Xiao did not smile like a sunny silly child in order to match the team's temperament. He smiled like Xia Yeon, and even felt a little like a match.

At the end of the row, and at the top, Han Jiangxue stood against her, wearing a golden red and white national uniform, adding a lot of warmth to her cold temperament.

“Russia! Bang!” Liu Yang slapped Jiang Xiao on his shoulder, his face was painful, as if he was more angry than Jiang Xiao himself, "didn't you see the Yellow Calendar when you went out? Personal races against the American angels, team races against the Russian Iron Legion? ”

Jiang Xiao grinned his teeth for a while. He broke the palm of his shoulder and looked at Liu Yang with disgust. "What is the Yellow Calendar? I think it's normal for you to go through my last World Cup list. ”

Liu Yang: “Uh..."

At one time, people remembered Jiang Xiao's last horrible opponents, various captains, various gods!

Nine rounds against nine opponents, only one host sent warmth once, while Jiang Xiao was still fearful when he received "warmth”...

The whole World Cup broke down, Jiang Xiao was a step by step.

Young folks from Cainan, the Neighborhood, said openly, “I think the Russian side should be more annoyed, and we met the seed team in the first round. ”

Zheng Xi-chun smiled: “Come on, Leather God! A gift for our distant guests, a tour of the end ~”

Jiang Xiao: “...”

"Dismissed, within ten minutes, go back to your rooms and wait, we'll assign coaches, go to your rooms for specialized coaching, and work with you on this round of opponents. Now, get back to your rooms! ”

The crowd greeted and left the auditorium.

As it scattered, the slight voice of Easy Dust sounded behind Jiang Xiao: "Come on, Skinny. ”

Jiang Xiao:????

You know me well enough? You called me Leather God a few days ago? Am I going down?

Jiang Xiao grinned, feeling that he should be a bit more dignified, at least a little bit of cattle, save him from walking anywhere like a brother.

Back in his room, Jiang Xiao contacted the teammates of the team match and waited patiently for the arrival of the coaching team. As a result, half an hour later, no one came. Jiang Xiao felt that he seemed abandoned...

There are less than 20 members of the coaching team, assigned special coaching, of course there are front and back, Jiang Xiao felt that his platoon should be sufficient, so...

So these coaches are particularly comfortable with me? No more coaching?

In boredom, Jiang Xiao flipped up Weibo and ignored a lot of @. With the opening of the World Cup, the heat continued to increase. Jiang Xiao was crazy @ every day. Even without the World Cup, Jiang Xiao's popularity was here, so was every day.

However, in the list of special concerns, Ye Zhuang asked Jiang Xiao a question. Jiang Xiao also ordered in.

This particular concern was also painstakingly sought last night by Ye Chung through multiple channels.

She made it clear that she would broadcast every game of Jiang Xiao in the World Cup, both individually and as a team, and that she would accompany him on this journey.

Ye Chung-chun also indicated that Jiang Xiao could not answer her questions, but if she was interested, she could consider answering two sentences.

Jiang Xiao did not hesitate too much. For the first sister of the central mother, Jiang Xiao felt that she should still get along well.

Ye Chung-chun is no longer a “new” sister, and she has held her place steady for the past two or three years.

As a highly influential media person and official doorstep, it would be of great benefit to Jiang Xiaodo if she could give him a few good words.

In addition, Ye Chung has been broadcasting Jiang Xiao's games live since high school. He followed the university and the World Cup all the way. He even had one-on-one interviews with Jiang Xiao. Private conversation was good. Jiang Xiao also agreed to her request.

In Ye Chung's question, Jiang Xiao finally saw the tweet text of Alice, which Ye Chung had recited, as if it was a new tweet from Alice after the results of the confrontation?

Ye Chuang: humble or weak? What do you think of Alice's request for God's blessing, which seems to put her destiny in God's hands, @ Jiang Xiaopi? In the upcoming competition, do you think God will take care of Alice?

Jiang Xiao pondered for a moment, scratched his head and tapped his phone screen gently:

“I don't know if God will take care of him, it's their faith. We Huaxians are reluctant to give our destiny to fate.

Our ideas are not the same.

In their belief and mythological systems, sparks appear to have been stolen from the angels. And in our mythological story, we took it with stones and diamonds.

Not only sparks, but others as well.

The heavens and the earth were chaotic and split apart with an ax.

When the sun is up, shoot it down with arrows.

Mountain obstruction removes the mountain, and ocean obstruction flattens the sea.

Rather than waiting for mercy and compassion, we are more willing to believe in ourselves and to take fate into our own hands. I'll see you on the field. ”

Below this answer, the message is rising wildly at a rate visible to the naked eye:

“You are a high-caliber student of Teito Starscream! That's fucking comfortable! ”

“Skin! God! Wu! ”

“Don't blow it, this kid has been jumping senior year, senior year doesn't have a college entrance exam, was directly bailed out Didu Xingwu, didn't even read for a few years, he is now a junior high school degree at most. ”

Turning to this message, Jiang Xiao was stiff:????