Nine Hundred and Six, Not Afraid of Ghosts and Gods
"Dudu! Dudu!" The referee had already been dragged outside the defensive wall by the staff to avoid accidental injury.
I only heard the referee blowing the whistle and waving the small flag in his hand: "Stop attacking! Chinese team, victory!"
"Huh?" Jiang Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly, turned around and saw Guai's coaching staff standing behind the referee, apparently having finished negotiating.
Jiang Xiao was slightly shocked. This ancient Egyptian Republic... had something to offer, but it immediately gave up.
So decisive?
The world thinks that it has already studied the Poisonous Milk King thoroughly, but after seeing the scene at this time, everyone knows that Zeng Dao cannot win, and may not even survive. If this continues, his life will be in danger.
In this special world context, maybe the Republic of Egypt cherishes the life of the sermon very much, and the coaching team unanimously admitted defeat.
The sky was still hazy, but the heavy rain gradually slowed down. Jiang Xiao pressed the bell on his chest and landed steadily.
"Plop!"
There was a muffled sound, sand splashed everywhere, and the sermon fell headlong onto the ground that was a mixture of tears and yellow sand.
The light of blessing has dissipated, but the sermon that has been freed from the side effects of blessing cannot escape the side effects of being soaked by the torrential rain of tears.
Obviously, the sermon at this time was out of control. He gave the most common reaction after being showered with tears. Instead of rising up to resist, he trembled and cried bitterly.
His body was curled up on the ground, trembling constantly, and his eyes were full of despair and pain. A team of medical staff rushed forward to heal his body and calm his mind.
Is this bowl of Yellow River water probably higher in temperature than the Nile River water?
Jiang Xiao glanced at the sermon in the distance and then withdrew his gaze. He held the giant blade behind his hands and waved in all directions.
This time, he didn't have to look east first, because the stadium was filled with boiling fiery red.
Li Li shouted loudly, changing his previous gloom: "Victory! Victory! The coaching staff of the Republic of Egypt chose to admit defeat! They gave up on behalf of the players! Very quickly and very decisively!"
A smile also broke out on Ye Xunyang's face. Compared to her previous professional and elegant smile, her smile at this time was more sincere.
Before the game, who doesn't worry about the perfectly restrained little poisonous milk?
Ye Xunyang said: "Chinese players have occupied the first top eight spot! Jiang Xiaopi used practical actions to once again reassure the Chinese people!
As he said in the last term, if everything is a comparison of strength on paper, then there is no need for real combat in Xingwu competition, including all sports competitions! "
"As the captain of China, player Jiang Xiaopi has given the Chinese team members a good start!" Li Li sighed, "He also called himself the 'Master of Reverse Attributes' in the pre-match communication session just now? Facts have proved that,
What he said was true, the rain finally defeated the yellow sand! "
"Xiaopi! Xiaopi! Here!" He Huan stood on the sidelines, stepping on the wet sand and waving to Jiang Xiao repeatedly.
Of course, the environment outside the field was also slightly affected by Jiang Xiao and Xu Dao's star skills, but at this time Jiang Xiao had already closed the Tears and Rain system. Otherwise, He Huan would probably not be happy if he stepped on that wet ground. .
He Huan directly pointed the microphone at Jiang Xiao, and Jiang Xiao was already familiar with his style.
I saw Jiang Xiao's head tilted back slightly, everything was so logical.
No one even noticed anything was wrong!
Masters compete with each other...all invisibly...
He Huan looked excited: "Two years have passed! Entering the quarterfinals again! Do you have anything to say to people?"
Jiang Xiao smiled and said, "I won't answer this question right now. I'll save it for you and answer it for you during the interview after the championship game."
He Huan's mouth opened into an "O" shape. Jiang Xiao had adapted to He Huan's interview style, but He Huan still couldn't adapt to Jiang Xiao's answering style...
Jiang Xiao stretched out his hand, pushed the microphone in front of his face without leaving any trace, and finally stood up straight.
He Huan collected his thoughts and continued to ask: "If I remember correctly, is this the first time you have used the Tears of Tears series in the individual competition of this World Cup?"
Jiang Xiao nodded.
He Huan became even more excited, with blazing eyes, as if he had found big news: "Why did you use Shang Tears? In the previous rounds, you only relied on your powerful skills, supplemented by the star control skill.
In this game, why do you need to use the killer move? Is it because he is restrained by the opponent's star skills, so he must use all his strength? "
Jiang Xiao looked a little weird and said, "Did you hear the conversation between the two of us during the pre-game communication session?"
He Huan nodded repeatedly. His headset was connected to the live radio: "Of course, I heard it all. The evangelist asked you again and again why you are so confident."
Jiang Xiao shook his head and said, "That's not it. I mean, he told me about the Nile water."
"Uh..." He Huan thought for a moment and nodded, "Yes, the Evangelist has shown that the Star Beads and Star Skills in the northern Nile River Basin are simply there to restrain you."
"Ha." Jiang Xiao grinned and said, "So I asked him to drink this bowl of Yellow River water first, and then come and have sex with me...Bi Hai Qing Tian Ye Ye Xin, calm down and talk nicely."
He Huan: "..."
Jiang Xiao held the giant blade behind his back with his hands on his hips, a little embarrassed, and said: "At present, it seems that the water of the Yellow River is stronger and has a higher temperature than the water of the Nile River, right?"
He Huan's palm holding the microphone was trembling a little. He wanted to laugh, but he was professionally trained. Well, unless he really couldn't help it...
He Huan: "Hehe..."
Jiang Xiao: "..."
Hey hey, where is your sister? She doesn’t want to work anymore?
If it weren't for you, would it be so uncomfortable for me to speak?
Jiang Xiao said: "Last question."
He Huan asked: "China is about to face its second battle, and there will also be a third battle. What are your expectations for this? What should you tell the participating students?"
Jiang Xiao nodded, pondered for a while, and said: "I'm going to Munich soon to prepare for tomorrow's team competition. You know, Xiao Jiangxue can teleport to Munich with a black sky, but this This is a country of will, there is nothing we can do, we have to abide by other people’s rules, we have to go by plane..."
Although he said this, Jiang Xiao disagreed in his heart. They had broken the precept several times.
However, they were all teleporting within the same city, which was different from teleporting in different cities. After all, the eyes of the whole world were focused on this, and Jiang Xiao's team of four still had to abide by the rules.
If you are caught for investigation or punishment because you don't follow the rules, and delay tomorrow's game, then it's a small gain but a big loss.
He Huan noticed that Jiang Xiao was complaining endlessly, so he hurriedly gave Jiang Xiao a wink.
"Ah." Jiang Xiao scratched his head, "I can't support my teammates on the spot. I hope Zheng Xiyou plays steadily and plays his own tactics. At the same time, he doesn't put too much pressure on himself.
I also hope that Pian Miao and Yi Qingchen can play their own style. Xingwu career is not just about competitions. After the World Cup ends, there is still a long life waiting for us.
After returning home, there are still more responsibilities for us to bear. "
He Huan heard something in Jiang Xiao's words, and many people also understood what Jiang Xiao meant.
After all, the first half of Jiang Xiao's sentence was meant for Yi Qingchen and Miao Miao. It doesn't matter whether people understand it or not.
As for the second half of the sentence, the Chinese audience felt very comfortable hearing it.
What Jiang Xiao meant by "after returning home, there are still more responsibilities that we need to shoulder" is very obvious. In the final analysis, these star warriors want to be based on the land of China, give back to the society and the people, and hold up the sky.
If someone like Jiang Xiao, a star warrior with a national reputation, chooses to stay overseas at this moment, trouble will really happen.
Jiang Xiao bid farewell to He Huan and left the stage amidst the applause of the audience.
He walked back to his locker room, fist bumped with three teammates one by one, then went into the bathroom to take a shower, changed into dry clothes, carrying his schoolbag, and under the leadership of the team leader Gong Juren, Quickly walked out of the stadium.
After all, his teammates from the team competition were still waiting for him in the car.
However, when Jiang Xiao and the coaching staff walked out of the stadium, Jiang Xiao whispered to Gong Juren: "Guai's approach was very wise. The coaching staff chose to surrender."
Gong Juren looked at Jiang Xiao thoughtfully. He understood Jiang Xiao's meaning very well. Strictly speaking, the coaching staff knew the strength comparison between Zheng Xiyou and Marda far better than Jiang Xiao.
Jiang Xiao cannot openly persuade his side to surrender. This is an insult to a star warrior.
Of course, Gong Juren would not say it clearly. He patted Jiang Xiao on the shoulder and said, "Prepare for tomorrow's team competition with peace of mind. Each of you star warriors who represent the country is a valuable asset."
Jiang Xiao nodded with confidence and left. While waiting at the airport, Jiang Xiao's mobile phone was connected to WiFi and he was paying attention to Zheng Xiyou's warm-up.
A notification popped up on the top of the phone. It should be someone who was particularly followed on Weibo.
Jiang Xiao turned on his phone and was slightly stunned, Ye Xunyang?
what's going on?
Isn't Ye Xunyang hosting the competition? Still have time to play on your phone?
These damn Yangma reporters are more powerful than the last! None of you want to work?
Ye Xunyang said... The partners around me have changed one batch after another. There are gods protecting me in the dark, so we are not afraid!
"Eh? There are so many people in your special attention? I thought it was just me and Xiao Jiangxue." Xia Yan leaned her head over, looked at Jiang Xiao's mobile phone screen curiously, and continued,
"Shall I get you a new mobile phone? This mobile phone of yours was the one I bought for you during the World Cup two years ago."
"Ah, yes, as long as it works." Jiang Xiao said casually, and saw Ye Xunyang's private message, and couldn't help but fell silent.
In the private message, Ye Xunyang gave Jiang Xiao a suggestion. As Jiang Xiao has tens of millions of fans, especially when the World Cup is still in progress, Jiang Xiao has great influence at this time.
And his last Weibo post, "We are all poor people in this mortal world, Yelang is arrogant and claims to be a god" seems to have a somewhat desolate meaning, and the impact is not very good.
Jiang Xiao thought about it again and again, and felt that it made sense.
Although he was motivated by emotion, Jiang Xiao chose to come here just to give people confidence. His last Weibo post was in great conflict with his purpose of participating.
Xia Yan took out her mobile phone, looked at the web page, and said, "How about rice?"
Jiang Xiao was editing the text and said casually: "What rice? Rice phone?"
Xia Yan: "Ah, yes, this brand name is so down-to-earth."
Jiang Xiao smiled, edited the text, chose to send it, and said, "Can you eat two in one meal?"
Just as Xia Yan was about to refute, a message also popped up on the top of her phone, also from Weibo Special Attention.
Xia Yan opened it and saw the meager message Jiang Xiao had just posted:
"Jiang Xiaopipibupi"
Just came from Warwick P10Plus
The young minister is brave and brave, he is not afraid of ghosts and gods and is worthy of others.
PS: The fifth round of team battle, see you tomorrow. In addition, I have a task for you, help me calculate how many days I have been in love with Xiao Jiangxue..."
Messages poured in quickly below. Since Jiang Xiao's game ended, many people have been in front of computers and mobile phones, watching Jiang Xiao's Weibo.
Jiang Xiao's expression became even weirder as he flipped through the messages.
"Stop it! Drain this bowl of Yellow River water first! Then talk to me!"
"It's great! When the float is...yellow!"
Hong Yan: "I think rice is pretty good. Do you want it?"
Jiang Xiao turned to look at Xia Yan and said, "Can't you just talk to me directly?"
Xia Yan curled her lips and said, "You turned a deaf ear when I talked to you. I left you a message, and you also reminded me of special attention."
Jiang Xiao had a bitter look on his face, and his round head combined with this expression made him look like a little bun: "You are such a clever little kid."
Xinghai·War God·Yan raised his head and made a nasal sound: "Humph~"
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