Eight Hundred and Sixty-Four Junior High School Diploma Jiang Xiaopi

As Jiang Xiao's opponent was determined, the layers of barrage on the Yangma live broadcast platform were terrifyingly thick:

"My heart aches~ She is so strong, so pretty, and has such a great figure. This world is so unfair."

"Don't be heartbroken in front of her, she will soon be beaten by Pi Shen with a black nose and a swollen face!"

"It's not scary to have a bruised nose and a swollen face. When fighting, there is always a winner and a loser. I'm just afraid that the little poisonous milk will make me lose face when I feed the angel sister~"

"My mood suddenly improved a lot, ??(????????`)feeling~"

"Alice has tweeted, go check it out, this archangel has bad intentions!!!"

In fact, Alice was confused the first time the match list appeared.

She sat in the small auditorium where her national team gathered, holding her forehead with one hand, looking at the screen in front of her, her beautiful big eyes filled with disbelief...

Won the lottery! ?

There are a total of 514 participating students, and you actually become 1/513?

The teammates around her cheered Alice crazily, and even the teacher who led the team gave her a heart-pounding encouragement.

A white young man shouted loudly: "Damn it! Why didn't I win him? Alice, your chance to become a god is here!"

All the teammates were also talking: "Kill him!"

"Yes, Alice, you have been simulating fighting against him for two years, kill him!"

"Holy shit, I'm going to hit him!"

Alice's sweet face was a little stiff, and she forced a smile, looking coldly at the teammates around her.

When the opponent was not yet determined, these people held their breath and no one spoke. But when the opponent came out, this group of people suddenly came to life. Everyone was so excited, and they were all vying to fight each other. Poisoned milk......

However, there is a saying that is true. The students present who want to get a good ranking, or even want to win the championship, have regarded Jiang Xiao as an imaginary enemy since the end of the last World Cup, and have targeted Jiang Xiao. I trained hard for two years.

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A young black man with glasses suddenly spoke. He was sitting far away, three seats away from Alice. When he saw the result of the battle and saw Alice's unnatural expression, the curly-haired young man spoke quietly. .

"Alice." The black young man pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose, looked at the big screen in front of him, and spoke in a low voice.

"Huh?" Alice turned her head and saw the young man named "Big Hammer" Proud Star Black.

Blake said softly: "Say something?"

With that said, Blake had already stood up, walked out from the other side, and told the leader that he was going to the toilet.

Alice pondered for a long time, then stood up as well, said hello to the team leader, and walked out of the small auditorium.

At the door of the bathroom, she saw the sturdy black young man who was 195cm tall, wearing a size 27 red basketball jersey and rimless glasses.

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

While washing her hands, she looked through the mirror at Proud Star Black, who was leaning against the door and observing the corridor.

Blake said softly: "Since we were young, we have been wrapped in white lies. Our country, our society, and everyone around us are constantly telling us that we can be anyone and do whatever we want. into anything.”

With that said, Blake turned to look at Alice and continued: "It turns out that it is difficult for us to be anyone and we cannot do everything."

Alice frowned slightly, with such an expression on her beautiful and charming face that people couldn't help but want to reach out and smooth out her frown.

Blake said: "This sentence is for you."

Alice's frown deepened.

Black pushed up his glasses and whispered: "When we settled in the hotel before, the captain had a conflict with him. Last time, I believe you watched the battle between Jiang and George Star countless times, so Jiang doesn't care about our country's players." May have any good feelings.”

Alice was slightly stunned. What did he mean...?

Blake: "Only by surviving can we have a future, especially in the current environment. Losing everyone, especially a star warrior like you, is a huge loss to us.

Your opponent has been determined. Now, I suggest you adjust your goals, put victory later, and survive first. "

Alice's complexion gradually softened, and a faint smile appeared on her face. She looked at Blake in the mirror and said, "You know, if you say such things to other people, you will get your ass kicked hard."

Blake shrugged his shoulders and said: "If you have really studied him for so long, you will know that that kid is soft and not hard. Don't let you pay for what others do."

The smile on Alice's face got bigger and she said: "I know your hidden identity, and I also know why you entered the national team. You have been selecting your favorite players, right? But the assessment is for both parties, you know , after you said these words to me, will it be a plus or minus in my mind?"

Blake: "You are different from them. I like your humility, which is a rare quality in the entire team. I also like players who have a long-term vision, are wise, and can recognize the situation."

After finishing his words, Blake turned around and left.

Alice silently turned off the faucet, leaned toward the wall, pulled out a few pieces of paper from the paper box, and wiped her hands.

Ten seconds later, she took out her phone from her pocket and sent a tweet: "This is the biggest crisis and the most difficult challenge I have ever encountered in my life. God bless me."

At the same time, in the small auditorium, Proud Star Black looked at the tweets on his phone and nodded with satisfaction.

Since it was a two-party assessment, Alice's approach could be regarded as an affirmation of him.

When Blake saw the content of Alice's tweet, his smile became even more obvious.

I thought she would say the words she just sent her, but unexpectedly, Alice's words seemed to be more tactful. It doesn't matter, as long as it works.

Unsurprisingly, underneath the tweet, there are groups of people saying " x-on:江小pipibupi".

This kind of information should be able to be passed on. Of course, it doesn't matter even if it can't be passed on. There are also interviews before the game and trash talk during the game. The most important thing is that Black needs Alice to correct her thoughts and understand the situation.

He has been observing this archangel who can turn stars into weapons at the peak of the galaxy for a long time, and has been eager to take her under his command.

There is no doubt that in a few years, this person will be a star sea overlord.

...

The battle lists for the individual competitions were released one after another, but in the small auditorium of the Huaxia team, people did not leave, but continued to watch the drawing ceremony for the team competition.

This was the highlight. Everyone did not leave immediately. On the one hand, they were paying attention to the situation of the players from the next country. On the other hand, among the team members in the individual competition, there was also a student who was also participating in the team competition.

Jiang Xiao has set a precedent by participating in two events in a World Cup.

Not only is it unprecedented, but it may even be unprecedented. After all... people say this is the World Cup at the end of the world.

"Come on, come on! Who took this makeup photo? Is it so cool?"

"Let me go, this Gu Shi'an has a crooked neck. Is this a stiff neck?"

There were waves of discussion, and Jiang Xiao couldn't help laughing.

In the character picture of the team competition, Gu Shi'an debuted in the C position, standing at the front with his head tilted and a mischievous smile on his face. It does match Zheng Xiyou here very well, just with a straw in his mouth.

Jiang Xiao was very sure that if allowed, Gu Shian would want to hold a cigarette...

Behind and above Gu Shian, Jiang Xiao and Xia Yan stood on the left and right.

In the team's makeup photos, in order to match the temperament of the team, Jiang Xiao did not smile like a silly child with bright sunshine. Like Xia Yan, he pursed his lips and smiled, and even seemed to match them a bit.

In the last row, also at the top, Han Jiangxue stood with her hands behind her back, wearing a gold, red and white national team uniform, which added a lot of warm tones to her cold temperament.

"Russia! Federation! State!" Liu Yang slapped Jiang Xiao on the shoulder, with a look of discomfort on his face, which seemed to be more annoying than Jiang Xiao himself, "Did you not read the almanac when you went out? In the individual competition, you met the Archangel of the United States, and the team Fighting against the Russian Federation’s Steel Legion?”

Jiang Xiao bared his teeth for a while, shook off the palm on his shoulder, looked at Liu Yang with disgust, and said: "What is the almanac? I think this kind of confrontation is normal. Don't believe it, why don't you go read it My match list from the last World Cup?"

Liu Yang: "Uh..."

For a moment, people all thought of Jiang Xiao’s terrible opponents in the previous term, all kinds of captains and gods!

In nine rounds against nine opponents, only one host provided warmth once, and when Jiang Xiao received the "warmth", he was still trembling...

Jiang Xiao's journey through the World Cup can be described as one step at a time.

Miao Miao, a young Shaomin boy from Cainan and a Nihuo tribe, said: "I think the Russian Federation should be more annoyed because they met the seeded team in the first round."

Zheng Xiyou covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Come on, Pi Shen! Give our guests from far away a big gift, a trip to the end of the world~"

Jiang Xiao: "..."

The team leader Gong Juren walked up to the stage and said: "Dismissed, within ten minutes, go back to your respective rooms and wait. We will assign coaches to your rooms for special coaching and study the opponents for this round with you. Now ! Return to your respective rooms immediately!"

Everyone said hello and left the small auditorium.

As they dispersed, Yi Qingchen's tiny voice sounded behind Jiang Xiao: "Come on, Pippi."

Jiang Xiao:? ? ?

Are you familiar with me? A few days ago, you called me Skin God? Am I downgrading now?

Jiang Xiao grinned, feeling that he should be more dignified, or at least pretend to be more awesome, so as not to act like a younger brother wherever he goes in the future.

Returning to his room, Jiang Xiao contacted his teammates from the team competition and waited patiently for the arrival of the coaching team. As a result, half an hour passed and still no one came. Jiang Xiao felt as if he was being Abandoned...

There are less than 20 members of the coaching team, and they are assigned to specialize in coaching. Of course, there are fronts and backs. Jiang Xiao feels that his position should be enough, so...

So these coaches are particularly at ease with me? No need for guidance?

In boredom, Jiang Xiao turned to Weibo and ignored the large number of x-on:. With the start of the World Cup, the popularity continued to increase. Jiang Xiao was crazy about x-on:every day. Even if there was no World Cup, Jiang Xiao The popularity is also here, every day.

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

This special attention was also obtained by Ye Xunyang through various channels last night.

She made it clear that she would broadcast every game Jiang Xiao plays in the World Cup, whether it is an individual game or a team game, and she would accompany him through this journey.

Ye Xunyang also stated that Jiang Xiao does not have to answer her questions, but if he is interested, he can consider replying with a few sentences.

Jiang Xiao didn't hesitate much. Jiang Xiao felt that she should have a good relationship with this Yangma's first sister.

Ye Xunyang is no longer the "new" sister. In the past two or three years, she has firmly established her position.

As a very influential media person and an official face, if she could give Jiang Xiao a few nice words, it would be of great benefit to him.

In addition, Ye Xunyang has been live broadcasting Jiang Xiao's games since high school, followed him all the way to college and the World Cup, and even had a one-on-one interview with Jiang Xiao. They had a good chat in private, so Jiang Xiao agreed to her offer. Require.

In Ye Xunyang's question, Jiang Xiao finally saw the tweet text of Alice that was relayed by Ye Xunyang. It seemed that it was Alice's new tweet after the result of the match came out?

Ye Xunyang: Being humble or showing weakness? Alice asked for God's blessing and seemed to leave her fate in God's hands. x-on:Jiang Xiaopipibupi, what do you think of this? In the upcoming competition, do you think God will bless contestant Alice?

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

"I don't know if God will favor him. That's their belief. We Chinese people are not willing to leave our fate to fate.

Our ideas are not the same.

In their belief system and mythology, fire seems to have been stolen from the gods. In our mythology, we get it by striking rocks with stones and drilling wood with wood.

This is not only true for fire, but also for others.

When the heaven and earth are in chaos, split them open with an axe.

When there is too much sun, shoot it down with arrows.

If the mountains get in the way, move the mountains away; if the sea gets in the way, fill it up.

Rather than waiting for favor and mercy, we are more willing to believe in ourselves and take our destiny into our own hands. See you on the field. "

Below this answer, the number of comments is increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye:

"As expected of a top student from the Imperial Capital Xingwu! What you say makes you feel so damn comfortable!"

"Pi! God! Power! Martial!"

"Stop bragging. This kid skipped from the first year of high school to the third year of high school. He didn't even take the college entrance examination in the third year of high school. He was sent directly to the Imperial City Xingwu. He didn't study for a few years. He only has a junior high school degree at most."

Turning to this message, Jiang Xiao's face froze:? ? ?