Chapter 519

The next morning, in the hotel, in the room.

"Suck... Ha..."

In his sleep, Jiang Xiao hears strange sounds.

He opened his sleepy eyes and saw the white wall in front of him.

What makes Jiang Xiao strange is that the white wall seems to show Xing Yan's silent face.

Yesterday, after the match between Jiang Xiao and Xing Yan, with the help of the platinum calming bell, Xing Yan completely calmed down. After weighing the pros and cons, he followed Jiang Xiao back to the audience and sat down.

And after that, Xing Yan's silence was a little terrible, and the state was like Xie Yan after the battle.

Jiang Xiao will not deny that he has been greatly affected.

Perhaps, this is also why the country strictly controls the forest of tears.

The teardrop star technology is really too powerful. If we open the teardrop forest to the young generation of children, and the star fighters all have this star technology, it will not be good for the growth of any generation of star fighters.

Physical wounds can always heal, but spiritual wounds are really hard to repair.

If this kind of star technology appears on a large scale, it will not only affect the growth of a new generation of children, but also cause a huge and painful blow to adult star fighters.

In life, the longer you live, the more you experience. Whose life is easy?

Frederick Douglas, a political activist, once said:

"It's much easier to raise a strong child than to repair a broken adult."

This sentence on the effect of tears, I'm afraid it can't be more appropriate.

The pressure and blow from the outside world may not defeat a resolute adult, but everyone has pain in his heart that he does not want to touch. Especially for the Chinese who attach great importance to family, it is difficult for anyone to really let go of the problems in family affection and family.

Once this kind of picture and emotion are drawn out, this kind of collapse from the heart will take a long time to calm down.

The Star Skill of breaking tears in the star bead of tears spirit is of gold quality. In this case, the state has strictly controlled it.

But Jiang Xiao's star skill is a higher level of platinum quality, far more terrible than the effect of gold quality.

At the beginning, in the forest of tears, Jiang Xiao just experimented with the heavy rain, and song Chunxi begged Jiang Xiao to stop. The effect is obvious.

The rain of tears, indeed, should be strictly controlled by the official.

It is true that this kind of satellite technology can only be used in the army for special missions and battlefields, or to deal with foreign enemies and attack the enemy. It should not be used in domestic games on a large scale.

As a pioneer apprentice, Jiang Xiao is touched by the light of the pioneer army, only then has this star skill.

Jiang Xiao is not willing to say that he is sentimental, and he does not want to be a literary youth.

Since he came to this strange world, he only wanted skin and waves.

To do something meaningful in an interesting way and as relaxed as possible is not a waste of coming to this world.

But yesterday Xing Yan's "I'm a senior" made Jiang Xiao feel sad.

These struggling students, as well as those who have been eliminated, whether junior or senior, maybe this is their last chance.

But this is the field.

Winning is the meaning of Jiang Xiao stepping on the field, so he shouldn't have pity on his opponent. Since we respect our opponents, we should try our best to defeat them. This is the right idea.

But tears really have a great influence on Jiang Xiao. Until now, after a night's sleep, Jiang Xiao's mood and thoughts return to normal.

Of course, this also has the effect of platinum bell.

Jiang Xiao is very glad that he has done the right thing. He uses the bell again and again to stabilize Xing Yan's mood.

After all, Xing Yan is only an opponent, not an enemy of life and death. Jiang Xiao just wants to defeat him, not destroy him.

"Suck... Ha..."

The strange voice again awakens Jiang Xiao in his meditation. He pulls the quilt and turns around, but sees uncle Zhao sitting on the sofa, watching the silent TV, and holding a cup of hot tea in his hand.

"Awake?" Zhao Wenlong said.

"Ah, so hot?" Jiang Xiao put aside the messy idea, convergence mood, while supporting the body against the head of the bed, said at the same time.

"Sucking... Ha..." Zhao Wenlong sipped his tea again, picked up the remote control and cancelled the mute mode of the TV.

"The list of the top eight in the individual match of the national team is officially released! Although the top ten list has not yet been determined, the list of the first eight tigers has been determined. Please see the detailed report below... "

On the TV screen, there is a list of the starters of the national team.

Emperor Xingwu: Hou Mingming, Zhao Wenlong, Jiang Xiaopi.

Nakara: Xie Yan.

Dazang Xingwu: Fan Ren.

Mordor: embers.

Wu Xiaojing, military doctor of East China Navy.

Southwest Xingwu: xin'ai'an.

First eight, five in the Department of war, two in the Department of law, and one in the auxiliary.

This list is very consistent with the characteristics of the composition of the individual world cup

The war department is king. Among the combat departments, Minzhan is the most, with four. There is only one shield player, fan Ren, who is from the southwest Tibetan province.

The legal system takes the second place, only xin'ai'an and Wu Xiaojing.

Of course, there seems to be a wonderful thing in the list: a little poisonous milk lost

Jiang Xiao picked up his cell phone and listened to the broadcast on TV. He said, "first, eight tigers?"

Zhao Wenlong: "what's the matter?"

Jiang Xiao curled his lips: "I've heard of five tigers and seven heroes, but I haven't heard of eight tigers."

Zhao Wenlong: "yesterday, President Yang called to express his sympathy."

Jiang Xiao flipped his micro blog: "Oh?"

Zhao Wenlong: "Mr. Fang took me and Hou Mingming to chat with headmaster Yang for a while. When you fall asleep, you are not disturbed. "

Jiang Xiao: "Oh."

Zhao Wenlong: "after the trial, President Yang said he would send someone to give us some star beads."

Jiang Xiao turned his head and looked at Mr. Zhao, who was drinking tea. He said, "it's a good thing, but my star troughs are full."

Zhao Wenlong shrugged his shoulders and said nothing.

"By the way, the school is going to let the three of us shoot a promotional film together, but it's all after the trials." Zhao Wenlong continued.

"Pai Bai, I don't have the qualification to resist. Just be obedient." Jiang Xiao casually said, also regarded as open, the fingers sliding on the mobile phone screen is slightly stopped.

Jiang Xiao hasn't tweeted for a long time. Due to the discipline of the competitors and the preparation for the match, the last time he tweeted was a group photo in the coffee shop before the imperial trio took part in the competition.

Now there are more than 300000 comments on that microblog

"Jiang! Small! Skin! Are you here to fight us? "

"Brother Xiaopi, I miss you so much. How about the spring micro blog?"

"Pishen, come on! Milk those nuts

"Niuxiaopi River force!"

"Top eight! National team starts! Assist! Medical Star Warrior

"Crazy, crazy, is that a knife that people can play with..."

"Fuck you, Jiang Xiaopi! The price of baigui wuxingzhu has doubled! Are you still a person? "

Jiang Xiao's finger is fixed on this reply: "er..."

Zhao Wenlong turned his head and asked, "what's the matter?"

"No, it's OK." Jiang Xiao said in a hurry, looking at his micro blog, the staff is really quick.

In Jiang Xiao's official certification, after the "National High School Students League champion" and "the most valuable student in the finals", another "Xingwu World Cup national team member" was added.

Jiang Xiao thought about it and said, "the news has been broadcast. Is it OK for me to send a microblog?"

Zhao Wenlong thought about it and said, "it's good to say less and make less mistakes

Jiang Xiao "hum" a, don't let me poison milk King talk, then I this poison can reduce half?

A blessing can only meet one person on the field, but a microblog can meet millions of people!

This is the damage range

Jiang Xiao slightly worded and sent a microblog:

Jiang Xiaopi

Just from fruit 7 plus

Someone asked me when I was the loneliest?

I said, it was the spring of 2017, I was selected for the national team and participated in the world cup.

And my peers are still doing problems in high school class.

......

After a long time without waves, Jiang Xiao finally made his voice and immediately detonated the microblog comments.

You know, Xu City People's stadium that strange heavy rain, has been on the hot search list.

As an assistant, Jiang Xiao was selected into the national team. This news has been on the list, even before the national team's starting list.

This has revealed a problem, whether it is individual or team competition, as long as it is related to the national team trials, it is now a big hot spot.

So Jiang Xiao's microblog

"Little poisonous milk, dare you hate me? Are you floating? "

“？？？”

Zhu Wu: "brother, my heart is pricked."

"I really want to beat him, but I can't beat him. I cry д`*)”“ Ha ha ha ha ha

"Ha ha ha ha! I laugh to death, a group of people! A piece of milk

Chinese citizen Elena: "I don't ask you to be a person, can you be like a person?"

"Open the execution scene at the national level!"“ It's all about playing with mobile phones in the morning class. It's all blown up! " Jiang Xiao closed his eyes and sighed deeply. Yesterday's haze cleared away. Comfortable! I don't want literature and art! Don't be sad! Tomorrow's game, the top four are still waving to me! I want skin! I want waves! Come on! Jiang Xiao put down his mobile phone, the comments really can't be seen, high school students across the country seem to have been hurt by 10000 points. And it seems that there is a "Splash Effect", many high school teachers are also involved in it... "Hoo Hoo Hoo" Zhao Wenlong took a teacup to his mouth and blew it gently. Zhao Wenlong saw that Jiang Xiaoshu closed his eyes comfortably, with a fresh look. Zhao Wenlong shook his head helplessly. He didn't know what was wrong with the little poisonous milk. He picked up the cup and said, "suck it... Ha..." and continue to add more tomorrow.