That night, the neon city of Edo.
Jiang Xiao is sitting on the taxi from the airport to the hotel, wearing earphones, watching the news on teacher Fang's mobile phone
"By 17 o'clock, the third round of the single world cup is over."
"In the third round of Xingwu World Cup individual competition, a total of 162 contestants were selected, one of whom was vacant, and the quota was won by the African BRICs players."
"China has entered the third round with a total of 5 players. In this round of competition, we have won all five battles! Let's see the detailed report. "
"Hou Mingming, from Xingwu University in the imperial capital, easily beat the Chinese American players in Damascus and advanced to the world's top 82."
"Hou Mingming, as the national captain, is as strong as ever. In the past three rounds, he has not been hindered much. With an average of 3 minutes and 31 seconds per game, he leads the speed table of the Xingwu World Cup."
Jiang Xiao is grinning. What's the speed list?
This kind of list is really on the big God, if the regular participants, let alone win, it's good to save their lives, how can they still have the mind to race?
Because it is a detailed report, when the host introduces the competition, there will be a battle picture of Hou Mingming. When the host finishes the introduction, the interview clip of Hou Mingming is also broadcast.
In the camera, even after the match, Mingming, wearing a national team uniform, is not messy at all. She is wearing a pure white cap, with a proud smile on her face.
Reporter: "Congratulations, you won the competition in only 2 minutes and 40 seconds."
Hou Mingming replied with a smile: "if you don't show more strength, I'm afraid the title of national captain will be given to someone."
Reporter: "after Mingming players also know the situation of tianshoucheng competition?"
"Of course." Hou Mingming looked at the camera and said, "you played a good game. It seems that you are a man who does what you say. You promised me in the national team trials that our fight will stay in the world cup, so... "
The reporter put the microphone forward again.
Hou Mingming looks at the camera as if he is looking at Jiang Xiao himself. His eyes are burning and his fighting spirit is high. All the audience in front of the TV are flustered: "Jiang Xiaopi! I'll see you in the finals
Jiang Xiao looks strange. This is your victory! But also in the third round of the rapid victory, such a terrible result, how do you talk about me in the whole interview?
News screen switching
"The embers from Mordor Xingwu played a super level to defeat the Russian Federation War Bear!"
"This battle is extremely anxious. It took 19 minutes and 55 seconds in total! When the competition has entered the countdown and is ready to be judged by the judges, the students will fight for a place for Huaxia once again
In the picture, the embers, which should have been covered with water mist, are burning with blazing fire.
On the star map crossed by two daggers, the star slot overlapped by two daggers lights up a dazzling light, and the speed of the embers rises a lot!
His attack never broke the defense of the Russian Federation War Bear, and this time, the water fog dagger has turned into a fire dagger, directly wiped the other party's throat.
The picture flashed away and switched directly to ember's post match interview.
Ember gasped, obviously directly from the field was pulled down: "desperately... Is... Should be, I, eager to win, wait a moment, I first take a breath, by the way, Congratulations, all the Chinese players who have won, especially, Jiang Xiaopi."
The screen switches again.
"Wu Xiaojing, a Navy doctor from East China, took 15 minutes and 32 seconds to make the final move. She narrowly beat the competitors from gouer and made it to the top 82."
In the interview picture of Wu Xiaojing after the match, she is OK. Maybe she has been cured completely and her clothes are spotless, but unlike Hou Mingming, she changed them later.
Wu Xiaojing's beautiful face was full of joy: "ah, you can see that the sand king is so powerful. It's a fluke that I can win..."
Speaking of this, Wu Xiaojing's beautiful big eyes turned slightly, and she came up to the microphone, learning someone's tone: "very lucky."
Female reporter
Wu Xiaojing had a big smile on her face and gave a thumbs up to the camera.
I don't know whether she is cheering herself or passing the gesture to Jiang Xiao.
Jiang Xiao with a mobile phone is stunned. This girl
It seems that today's match is even more attractive than expected.
A scholar prefers death to humiliation?
I'm afraid the maple leaf captain has provoked public anger.
"Xie Yan, from Xingwu of Central Plains, finished the competition in eight minutes. The master of boxing and footwork is worthy of his reputation. He conquered the gambu players and won easily. "
Today came to the post match interview.
Reporter: "evaluate today's competition."
Xie Yan bowed his head to solve his black boxing belt: "it's OK."
Reporter: "the opponent is the same type of fighter as you, is it good for you to play?"
Xie Yan is still low head, facial expressionless, untied fist belt finally: "right."
Reporter some helpless, can only change an angle to ask: "next will have a few days of rest, how do you plan to prepare for the next round?"
Xie Yan has untied the boxing belt. The reporter thought he would answer the question well, but he didn't want to. Xie Yan began to wrap the boxing belt again.
He bowed his head and said two words again: "work hard."
Reporter:
The embarrassing interview almost didn't make Jiang Xiao laugh to death. The news about Yang Ma is enough. It can also be released. However, it added some humor to the tense World Cup.
The car stops in front of the hotel, Jiang Xiao and Fang Xingyun get off, show their ID, and enter the hotel.
The management of the national team is a bit strict. The defeated players should return to the team immediately, join up with the army and live together in this hotel.
If you go back home, you have to wait until all the games are over and go back with the team. Of course, if you want to go shopping, go to the scene and watch the game, you have to report in advance. It seems that it's not easy to criticize.
Therefore, the trainees, led by veteran cadre Zhao Wenlong, are all watching the live competition in the small auditorium. It is also a great benefit to listen to the national level analysts' live explanation of the competition from time to time.
Jiang Xiao is now a winner. If you want to chat with the team members or visit them, you must have a correct attitude.
No matter how to call Zhao Wenlong a veteran cadre, he is also a young star warrior. Everyone has a strong self-esteem, so Jiang Xiao brings a small gift and knocks on the door of Zhao Wenlong's room.
When he opened the door, Zhao Wenlong was obviously stunned, but he didn't expect that Jiang Xiao would use his break time to go back to the hotel "base camp". After all, if he was outside, he would be able to communicate in private with his teacher.
If you come back, the nature will be different. If you want to go out for a walk, you have to report to the team.
"Here it is." Jiang Xiao opened his hand and handed over a tea bag.
Zhao Wenlong blinked: "what is this?"
Jiang Xiaodao said: "tea, you drink your own tea every day. This time, try the pickle country."
Zhao Wenlong: "did you buy it?"
Jiang Xiao scratched his head and said, "when I was about to check out, I went out of my way to give it to you in the hotel."
Zhao Wenlong
Jiang Xiao carefully looks at Zhao Wenlong with a tea bag. Suddenly, Zhao Wenlong puts his arms around Jiang Xiao's neck, clips him under his armpit, and drags him into the room, holding Jiang Xiao's hair with his other hand.
Round cuntou has made great contributions again!
Jiang Xiao struggles hard, but he is not an opponent at all: "Ai, AI, it hurts."
"Well done! The game is very exciting! Advance and retreat with restraint and relaxation! Within the rules, I can retract and release freely. That's good Zhao Wenlong's whole state has changed. He congratulates Jiang Xiao happily.
Jiang Xiao was relieved that he had just pretended.
Can let Zhao Wenlong make such unexpected move, think, he is really appreciate Jiang Xiao treat maple leaf captain of the battle.
After chatting for a long time, Jiang Xiao wanted to listen to the familiar "sucking" sound, but master Zhao didn't have the habit of drinking tea at night.
After that, Jiang Xiao finally showed his true colors, prepared his words well, and asked about the match between Zhao Wenlong and George star.
In the fog, I'm afraid only Zhao Wenlong knows what's going on best. Even that George star may be so crazy that he doesn't know what he has done.
Zhao Wenlong didn't have any fierce reaction. After thinking about it, he said: "that guy is far more powerful than what he shows. His avatar is very fast and defensive."
Jiang Xiao: "well..."
Zhao Wenlong continued: "you must have heard the explosion in the fog, but I can responsibly say that although every time his pumpkin bomb is thrown in front of his eyes, he has never been hurt at all. He is very skillful in using the combination of astrology and astrology. What's more difficult is... "
Jiang Xiao: "what?"
Zhao Wenlong: "the lifelike avatar is not just a shield. He can move freely, almost the same as himself. Although the ordinary attack does not have much lethality, the action is very lifelike. I have too many attacks on the puppet."
Jiang Xiao nodded: "did he take out his gun at last? I heard the gun. Was it the one he pulled out of his hat? Then he put it on his back belt? "
Zhao Wenlong shook his head: "it's not the Xingli gun that really kills me, but his stand in figure. That figure can blow itself up. He hides a lot of character of figures."
Zhao Wenlong sighed: "in addition, his multicolor balloon doesn't need to be taken out of his hat. It can be transformed on its own initiative. In the fog, it's hard for me to distinguish the color of the balloon. I don't know what kind of fog the color of the balloon represents. At least I feel the effect of paralysis and slowing down. And... "Jiang Xiao:" how? " Zhao Wenlong: "I don't know if it's my illusion. When I was awake, I felt the effect of increasing star power and self-healing." Jiang Xiao Leng: "what do you mean?" Zhao Wenlong: "his auxiliary satellite technology has obviously exceeded the category of auxiliary satellite technology of sensitive warfare category." Jiang Xiao:!!! Yes, the war department and the legal system have their own schools of auxiliary satellite technology, all kinds of gain and loss satellite technology, but medical satellite technology? No one can cross the boundaries of the star map! Zhao Wenlong nodded: "he may be a very special medical Star Warrior like you..."