Eight Hundred and Ninety-One Brave

"Oh? Tianzhu!? China VS Tianzhu!" Leli suddenly became interested, "These two countries have been in conflict for a long time, and there is something good to watch."

Most people on the plane cast a look of astonishment, but some people burst into laughter. Obviously, they knew what Lelis was shouting. The popularity of the World Cup is no joke.

The flight attendant hurried over and motioned for him to keep his voice down.

But Jiang Xiao looked at the four participating members of the Tianzhu team and saw a rather familiar face.

Wasn't this young man who once asked for his autograph from the Tianzhu guy in the hotel's underground parking lot?

What's his name... Well, never mind, it doesn't matter.

The two teams live in the same hotel. This lottery...

Jiang Xiao smiled and shook his head. It's not scary to live together. Whoever loses will be embarrassed!

After getting off the plane, Jiang Xiao was picked up by the national team leader. Originally, the day before each game, everyone would visit, chat, and encourage each other.

But tonight, no one bothered Jiang Xiao, and Jiang Xiao did not wander into other people's rooms. He knew that this was because Wu Haoyang and he were about to fight.

But to be honest, with Wu Haoyang's character, people don't need to be so cautious at all. The weird atmosphere continued until the next day, until Jiang Xiao got on the minibus, and there was very little communication in the car.

Jiang Xiao and Wu Haoyang were fighting. Of course, the two were in the same car. Jiang Xiao wanted to say hello to Wu Haoyang, but Wu Erye squinted his eyes and held the Qinglong Yanyue Sword. He seemed to be taking a nap. Jiang Xiao just wanted to say hello. Didn't bother him.

Until they arrived at the stadium and entered the players' locker room, the atmosphere was still serious.

There are three Chinese players in the locker room, Jiang Xiao, Wu Haoyang and Yi Qingchen.

Yi Qingchen is very powerful, and he is also the so-called "poisonous milk disciple". He has extremely high popularity and topicality. After the last round of competition, the organizer received feedback from many parties and arranged for Yi Qingchen to enter the White House. Lin City Olympic Stadium has become a "regular guest".

She didn't even dare to express her anger. She was assigned to the first game in the afternoon. She sat quietly on the bench, wiping her giant blade back and forth. Under her round little head, she had a pair of beautiful eyes. Back and forth between the two of them.

"See you then,

Let's warm up! "Team leader Gong Juren opened the locker room door and greeted Jiang Xiao and Wu Haoyang.

Wu Haoyang stood up, but turned to look at Jiang Xiao, with an extremely serious look on his face, and said, "Don't hold back!"

Jiang Xiao chuckled and said, "It's okay if I don't hold back. Even your three brothers can't beat me."

Wu Haoyang glared at Jiang Xiao fiercely and said, "We'll see! Humph~"

With a nasal sound, Wu Haoyang picked up the Qinglong Yanyue Sword and turned around to leave.

Yo?

Still arrogant?

Jiang Xiao scratched his head and said, "Qingchen, bring me my Fangtian Painted Halberd!"

"Eh?" Yi Qingchen was obviously stunned for a moment. She blinked, then leaned down, took out a square-shaped halberd from the large package, and threw it over.

Jiang Xiao put the phone on the stool, stood up, and picked it up casually: "Let us teach the young second master a lesson!"

Yi Qingchen's voice was gentle and gentle, and she asked, "Do you want me to send you a Weibo post?"

Jiang Xiao: "..."

Yi Qingchen looked at Jiang Xiao with a searching look on his face and blinked his beautiful big eyes.

Jiang Xiao looked at her cute look and said, "You are so cruel! Wu Haoyang is our teammate after all. We can win or lose, but we can't post on Weibo."

"Oh." Yi Qingchen had a look of regret on his face and rubbed his small round body, as if he wanted to take over Liu Yang's previous task.

Jiang Xiao carried Fang Tian's painted halberd and walked out. At the door, he gently patted her small round inch. Well, it felt good.

Humans are really complex animals.

Why is it that a girl who is gentle, shy, and well-behaved off the court seems to be a different person on the court? He is simply an emotionless killing machine.

Jiang Xiao sighed as he followed the team leaders to the arena.

The first game was very special. It was a Chinese civil war. Of course, the team leaders couldn't let Wu Haoyang feel left out, so there were two Chinese coaches sitting on the benches of both sides at halftime.

Moreover, the team leader Gong Juren sat on Wu Haoyang's half-time bench, which was a great honor to Mr. Wu.

"Jiang, Jiang, Jiang..."

Jiang Xiaogang walked to the exit of the players' tunnel and listened to the sound of the roaring mountains and the tsunami. Amidst the warm cheers, a very special sound came from the stands on the left side of the players' tunnel.

That voice... sounded particularly familiar.

"Hey, you're singing a big show here! Clang, clang, clang, what the hell..." came another sweet female voice.

Jiang Xiao looked up and saw a young lady with a bun on her head, slapping Qian Zhuang on the back of the head.

"Hehe." Qian Zhuang covered his head with his hands and smiled sheepishly. When he noticed Jiang Xiao's eyes looking over, Qian Zhuang showed an excited smile on his round face and waved hurriedly to Jiang Xiao.

Yaha! ?

Jiang Xiao was stunned for a moment, Qian Zhuang and Yoyo Luming?

Jiang Xiao had already met Qian Zhuang during the national team team competition selection before. Unfortunately, the little round-faced man was eliminated in the end and failed to be selected for the national team.

The other two girls with round heads who look exactly the same are old friends whom we haven’t seen for a long time!

An Youyou, An Luming! ?

"Hi~Pippi!"

"Hi~Pippi~" The two sisters wore cute buns, sweet smiles on their cute faces, and leaned over to wave to Jiang Xiao.

Not only do they look exactly the same, they also speak in the same voice, their voices are almost the same, and they even overlap.

"Haha, you came all the way to the scene to cheer for Wu Haoyang?" Jiang Xiao stopped, raised his head and waved his hand.

An Youyou, An Luming, Qian Zhuang and Wu Haoyang used to be regular teammates in high school, but they only separated after entering college.

What's more, the left side of An Youyou's face is painted with a red flag, and the right side of her face is written with a golden-red text: 武!

"As long as it's a Chinese player, we support it!" An Youyou said with a smile.

An Luming, however, held the fence with one hand and tried to reach down with his upper body. He also held a marker pen in his hand: "Pippi, come up quickly and sign your name for me!"

"Oh." Jiang Xiao casually handed Fang Tian's painted halberd to the coach on the side. His figure flashed and appeared next to An Luming. He was holding the fence with one hand, stepping on the stone steps of the stand with his other hand. After passing the pen, "Where should I sign?"

An Luming, unlike her sister, had a red flag painted on the right side of her face, but there was nothing on the white and tender face on the left side.

"Here." An Luming pointed his finger on his left cheek, "Hurry up and sign, I made a bet with my sister, whoever loses will not be allowed to wipe it off for the whole day."

Jiang Xiao: "Uh..."

Jiang Xiao looked at An Youyou and said, "Did Wu Haoyang write that word?"

"Hey, hurry up." An Luming stretched out his hand and slapped Jiang Xiao on the shoulder, almost knocking Jiang Xiao off, "It's been three years since we left the high school league. I really didn't expect you to grow up like this. quick!"

In desperation, Jiang Xiao wrote "skin" on An Luming's face.

This marker should have been colored, but it turned out to be golden red.

While writing, Jiang Xiao responded casually: "Then take a look. By the way, do you have a grudge against your sister? I bet she won't be able to erase the word '武' today."

"Hehe! That's right! I'm optimistic about you!" An Luming reached out and patted Jiang Xiao's small round head, looking proudly at An Youyou beside him.

Heaven is so good at reincarnation, who will be spared by Heaven! ?

Jiang Xiao had just finished patting someone else's head when someone else patted him back.

But is Jiang Xiao the one who suffers?

He lowered the marker and raised his hand to pinch An Luming's head. Before An Luming could react, Jiang Xiao leaned back and fell from the side of the two-meter-high stand.

"Yeah!" An Luming subconsciously covered his head with one hand and wrinkled his nose at Jiang Xiao. His cute and cute look was captured by the camera and passed on to thousands of households. .

It also attracted a large number of comments during the online live broadcast:

"I found two identical little ladies? How cute!"

"Why do they look so familiar? Oh, by the way, I saw them in the hometown high school league and I was very impressed. They are the medical twins of Xindanxi No.11 Middle School."

"Twin daughters? Are they both majoring in medicine? Damn it? Their father drinks spicy food every day, right?"

"Hey...such a beautiful and lovely young lady can never get me. I really feel sorry for them."

On the green field, Jiang Xiao took Fang Tian's painted halberd from the coach's hand with one hand, looked up at Qian Zhuang, and said, "I'll write one for you too, and I'll carve your face on it!"

Qian Zhuang shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, no..."

Jiang Xiao resisted his impulse and listened patiently to Qian Zhuang's "No need", then hurriedly waved to the trio: "I'm going to warm up, let's talk after the game!"

Qian Zhuang nodded repeatedly: "Go, go, go..."

Jiang Xiao: "..."

An Luming couldn't help it anymore and said, "Go to hell!"

Jiang Xiao: "Okay~"

For the first time, Jiang Xiao felt so comfortable being scolded and quickly turned around and left.

Amidst the deafening cheers, the host sitting in the Huaxia host seat also announced: "Yangma TV! Yangma TV! Hello, viewers! I am the host Li Li!"

Ye Xunyang said: "I am the host Ye Xunyang."

Li Li said excitedly: "I am so lucky to be able to host Jiang Xiaopi's competition!"

Ye Xunyang: "..."

In such a chaotic and noisy scene, Li Li felt very keenly that Ye Xunyang's expression was unnatural, and he hurriedly said: "This is not only the luck of us Chinese people, but also the luck of the people of the world.

Players Jiang Xiaopi and Wu Haoyang are both strong among the strong. There is no doubt that this will be an extremely exciting game! "

Ye Xunyang glanced at Li Li and felt that this guy was pretty round, so he said, "That's true. Player Jiang Xiaopi still chose to use Fang Tian Hua Ji today, and player Wu Haoyang also brought his own." Qinglong Yanyue Sword..."

The host announced from the sidelines, and while the audience was waiting anxiously, the warm-up time passed quickly.

Jiang Xiao and Wu Haoyang walked onto the green field one after another, carrying their weapons.

Li Li said excitedly: "Here we go! The battle will begin soon!

Player Wu Haoyang ranks seventh in the national team and wears the No. 7 national team uniform. Jiang Xiaopi, as the national captain, wears the No. 1 jersey.

But according to the information we got from previous interviews, player Jiang Xiaopi did not compete head-to-head with player Wu Haoyang in the qualifying matches within the national team. "

Ye Xunyang said with a smile: "Speaking of which, these two players are quite related. They are both players from China's Beijiang Province. They once met in the Beijiang High School League, but that game was a team battle.

Jiangbin No. 1 Middle School, represented by player Jiang Xiaopi, also defeated Xindanxi No. 11 Middle School, represented by Wu Haoyang at that time. "

Li Li continued: "Now, two old rivals are standing on the stage of the World Cup for an individual competition. Who is better in skills? Let's listen to the pre-match communication session between the two!"

The two hosts stopped explaining and listened carefully to the conversation between the two on the field.

Jiang Xiao stabbed the long pole of Fang Tian's painted halberd into the grass, held Fang Tian's painted halberd in his arms, stood upright with his right leg, wrapped his left foot around his right leg, pointed his toes on the ground, tilted his round head, and looked far away looked at Wu Haoyang.

He smiled, and under his skinny and carefree appearance, he worked hard to inspire Wu Haoyang's fighting spirit and increase Wu Haoyang's anger: "Don't be nervous, Second Master, hold the knife steady~ Also, protect you. Your waist, maybe I’ll touch it later.”

In the last duel between the two, Jiang Xiao's little black hand touched Wu Haoyang's waist and stabbed Wu Haoyang out of the field...

Wu Haoyang suddenly picked up the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, pointed at Jiang Xiao from a distance, and said: "Don't talk nonsense!"

Jiang Xiao curled his lips and said: "Didn't you lose the last duel? I'm worried that you will have psychological shadow. You will be scared when you see me. What if you can't show your true strength?"

"Afraid? Haha." A disdainful smile appeared on Wu Haoyang's extremely heroic face, "Cowards have died many times before they die."

Jiang Xiao: "Huh?"

Wu Haoyang's tiger eyes were piercing, and he held the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand. He pointed at Jiang Xiao from a distance and said word by word: "Warrior, you only die once in your life!"

Jiang Xiao looked startled: "What the hell?"