The two people who spoke were wearing uniform uniforms, black and white, with long sleeves fluttering, quite a bit of the artistic conception of Chinese ink painting, and they were both eighteen or nineteen years old, at the height of their youth.

Around the two of them, there were four companions wearing the same uniforms, three men and one woman, and all six of them had two traditional Taiwanese characters embroidered on their chests.

They speak Chinese, and they have the word Taiwan on their chests, so you don't have to guess to know that they are a team from Taiwan, China.

In contrast, Lu Menglin and his entourage are much more casual, everyone is wearing civilian clothes, and the styles are very different.

The main reason is that the team uniforms specially ordered by Zhu Kun and Zhu Dashao for them have not yet been sent to Las Vegas. I heard that for this matter, Zhu Dashao was so angry on the other side of the world that he fell two big brothers.

The six members of the Taiwan team looked at Lu Menglin and them one after another, their eyes full of provocation.

Before the game was even grouped, the two teams from China were already starting to smoke.

Wang Xiaopang glared angrily, and wanted to say something, but was pulled by Lu Menglin.

"The mouth cannon is useless, you will know it after you have beaten it. It's just a frog at the bottom of the well, so you don't have to worry about them. Lu Menglin said with a smile.

His voice was not loud, but it was just enough for the six members of the Taiwan team on the opposite side to hear it clearly.

"They don't even have uniforms, how poor they are!" the only girl in Taiwan's Qingzhu team let out a disdainful sneer.

And the young man led by the Taiwan team, who was the first to speak before, slanted the corners of his mouth slightly, and sneered: "Compatriots on the mainland, you have to work hard! But don't even have a chance to meet, and you're going home." ”

"It's the same root, so why be in a hurry. If it does, I'll save you some face. Lu Menglin smiled.

"Hmph! Let's talk about it if you can meet it! Don't embarrass the Chinese!" said the young man from Taiwan, the treasure island, proudly.

It turned out that he was worried that the level here would be too good and that he would embarrass Chinese gamers! When Lu Menglin heard this, he didn't seem to hate that arrogant Taiwanese teenager so much.

Just when the two teams were a little tense, there was a slight commotion in the street fighter registration area on the side.

It turned out that a team was being interviewed by the media, and a team of five people, lined up, was stammering and shouting slogans of encouragement in front of the camera lens.

"The Hong Kong Tigers will win!" the five could not suppress the excitement on their faces and shouted in unison.

This roar in unison certainly attracted the attention of many teams in the venue, but the biggest reaction was the Menglin team and the Taiwan team.

The reason is simple, because they are hearing the country accent again.

Although it is Cantonese, I can still hear it very clearly, and the other party speaks Chinese.

For a while, the eyes of the two fell to that side in unison.

The people who came this year are really all together, China, Hong Kong and Taiwan, both sides of the strait, all came to the team to participate.

However, it is obvious that the Hong Kong team is here to participate in the Street Fighter project, and it has nothing to do with Lu Menglin, so Lu Menglin and the others are just out of curiosity and take a few more looks.

And the Taiwanese team looked very excited on everyone's faces after seeing the Hong Kong Tigers.

The captain of the Taiwan Qingzhu team, the handsome young man with a smile on his face, strode towards the Hong Kong Tigers who were being interviewed by the media.

"Zhou Hu, it's been a long time. You're coming to EOV too?" said the young man.

When all the members of the Hong Kong Tigers team saw this handsome young man, the expressions on everyone's faces were a little unnatural.

"Did you lose to the King of Fighters bounty last time, so you changed to Street Fighter?" Although the handsome young man smiled, his speech was extremely harsh, like a red-hot knife stabbed into the butter.

The captain of the Hong Kong Tiger team, Zhou Hu's face was stunned, and his expression was about to cry without tears, which was extremely uncomfortable.

"Zhao Shanhe, you, why are you doing this?" Captain Zhou Hu shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Even if it's a street fighter, you can't win. If you don't believe me, try a game. The handsome young man Zhao Shanhe put away his smile and said expressionlessly.

Zhou Hu and his teammates gritted their teeth in anger, but they dared not speak out.

If it were normal times, but now in front of the media, being so humiliated by Taiwan's Qingzhu team is simply intolerable and unforgivable.

Although he was extremely angry, Zhou Hu still maintained enough sanity, because he knew very well that whether it was the King of Fighters or the Street Fighter, they could not beat the Qingzhu team, which was the result of the fight in the past few years, and it was also a lingering shadow in their hearts.

Finally, the media suddenly asked to interview them, and it was a Chinese-language media, of course the Hong Kong Tigers team was very excited, they were originally a team composed of non-professional players, and they came to participate in the EOV competition at their own expense, and it is of course a good thing to be able to get media attention.

But right now, it is obvious that the Qingzhu team is going to forcibly cut off the beard. They are fighting for the strength of the game, but they are unreasonable, and they want to use this way to attract the attention of the media.

"How about it? Do you want to have a round? Whether it's Street Fighter or King of Fighters, it's up to you! Zhao Shanhe said proudly.

Zhou Hu gritted his teeth, the blue tendons on his forehead were rising, he was very emotional, but he had to remain silent, he couldn't agree to this request, because he still wanted to lead the team to participate in the Street Fighter Competition, and he couldn't fight them at this time, and he lost his sharpness in vain.

Zhao Shanhe was right, he felt that it was impossible to defeat the Qingzhu team in the King of Fighters, and he did not have the confidence to challenge the world-class team, so he simply signed up for the Street Fighter Competition.

"If you don't dare, then step aside! You are not qualified to represent China, and you are not worthy to stand here for an interview. Zhao Shanhe's tone was very heavy, his face was full of pride, and his eyes were full of momentum.

When he spoke, his eyes not only fell on Zhou Hu, but also swept over Lu Menglin and the others.

Without too many words, people are already despising a certain Tubaozi team with their eyes.

Zhou Hu didn't dare to fight, his strength was not good, so he had to bow his head with hatred.

At this time, Zhao Shanhe turned to the camera and showed an extremely bright smile.

"My name is Zhao Shanhe, I am the captain of the Taiwan Qingzhu team, and our Qingzhu team is very confident that we will get a good ranking in this EOV competition and win glory for the Chinese. ”

Zhao Shanhe's tone is sonorous and powerful, with strong confidence in it, and his smile is also perfect, not at all like Zhou Hu and their group of otaku, but has the potential of a sunny and beautiful boy.

As long as you are not stupid, as long as this group of media people has a little sensitive sense of smell, you know that interviewing the beautiful boy in front of you can get much better media value than Zhou Hu.

Lady Luck always favors only the winners.

The female reporter holding the microphone looked straight ahead, was stunned for a moment, and then smiled apologetically at Zhou Hu and the Hong Kong Tiger team.

"I'm sorry, I'm going to end the interview with you for the time being, we have another interview assignment, thank you for your cooperation. The female reporter smiled reluctantly.

Zhou Hu and his team members lowered their heads silently, this is a world where strength is respected, whether it is in reality or in the game, they can't complain about others.

The female reporter froze, smiled, and strode towards Zhao Shanhe.

Zhao Shanhe nodded, maintaining the most perfect smile on his face, and very cleverly aimed his best side face at the camera lens.

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Two steps, three steps, the female reporter walked in front of Zhao Shanhe.

"Hello!" Zhao Shanhe smiled.

In the fourth step, the beautiful female reporter lightly crossed Zhao Shanhe's side and walked quickly behind him.

Zhao Shanhe was stunned, and the expression on his face froze directly on the spot.

The other members of the Qingzhu team were also stunned, they didn't understand what was going on, why? Why did the beautiful reporter leave?

The people of the Hong Kong Tiger team were also stunned, and everyone was like the second monk who was confused, not knowing what had just happened.

Zhao Shanhe turned around with great difficulty, trying to remind the beautiful reporter.

"Hey—" he shouted only one word, and then closed his mouth in time.

Because he saw that the beautiful reporter went straight to the group of people he had just mocked with an enthusiastic attitude.

In the crowd, someone's smile was particularly glaring.

"Hello! I'm Luo Yufeng, a reporter from Game Time and Space magazine in Las Vegas, can I be interviewed?" asked the beautiful reporter respectfully, and there seemed to be a hint of restraint in her tone.

Lu Menglin stretched out his fingertips and stabbed Jiang Jinghong, motioning for her to speak.

Jiang Jinghong settled down, showed a girl's unique innocent smile in front of the camera, and said with a smile: "We are the Menglin team, we have just signed up, there is nothing to interview for the time being, it is better to wait for the game to talk!"

Reporter Luo nodded and said with a smile: "It's okay, why don't we interview you first? As the only woman representing the Chinese team, can you introduce yourself? What do you want to say to female players all over the world?"

As soon as these words came out, the female player on the Taiwan team's side was so angry that she even pouted.

Obviously, she is also a girl, why did that female reporter turn a blind eye? Could it be that people are dressed very neutral today? She is blind!

Several members of the Taiwan Qingzhu team were all angry, obviously they were the team with both strength and beauty, why did the media go to interview the Tubaozi team? This is unfair, too unfair!

Jiang Jinghong and the beautiful reporter asked and answered, and the interview between the two gradually got better, although there was not much to say before the game, Jiang Jinghong still took the opportunity to introduce a Menglin team in front of the media, which also mentioned Unicom Company, the strong support of Deep Blue Games.

Don't say it, Jiang Xiaoniu is really quite atmospheric in front of the camera, her speech is reasonable, she doesn't show anything, and her performance is excellent.

Everyone present could see that the media's interview with the Menglin team was much stronger than the Hong Kong Tiger team just now, not to mention the Qingzhu team that was directly ignored.

Zhao Shanhe, the captain of the Qingzhu team, listened to it for a long time, and the expression on his face changed from anger to stunned to puzzled.

He finally couldn't help it, rushed to Lu Menglin, and asked sharply, "This is not fair! What kind of deal did you make in private? Why did you give you so much time for the interview?"

I have to say that this captain Zhao Shanhe's intuition is still very keen, and he has already seen that Lu Menglin is the soul of this team, so he asks.

Lu Menglin shrugged his shoulders and smiled: "There is no private deal!"

After finishing speaking, he deliberately paused for a moment and continued to laugh: "Oh, I forgot to tell you that this media is mine. ”

"???" Zhao Shanhe looked confused, a little unresponsive.

The team members behind him also stood on the spot, unable to believe that what the guy in front of him said was true.

In order to report on your team, you don't hesitate to buy a media outlet?

Are these mainlanders sick? It's just a game competition, not a World Cup!

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